Chapter 239 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 28
Pei Ji nodded slightly, his tone ambiguous, and said, "Your cat is quite robust."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaosi proudly recounted how he raised the cat to be strong and healthy.
Regardless of whether Pei Ji wanted to hear it or not.
When Song Jinhuan heard these words, he thought they were praising the other cats.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of competitive spirit and began to struggle in Pei Ji's arms.
However, Pei Ji's grip was too strong for her to break free, so he turned his head and bit her.
If a kitten that's just over four months old really bites, it can hurt quite a bit.
Suddenly, Pei Ji subconsciously loosened his grip a little.
The little dumpling took the opportunity to jump to the ground.
Pei Ji looked at the obvious teeth marks on his wrist, his eyes darkening slightly.
The next second, my attention was drawn to Zhang Xiaosi's exclamation.
He looked over and saw a little ball of fluff, half the size of the orange cat, and pounced on it without a second thought.
Two slender front paws clung to the big orange's neck, and its little ears flattened out like airplane ears once again.
His deep green eyes were full of warning and ferocity.
"Meow—"
You were the one yesterday, weren't you!
As soon as Song Jinhuan made her move, she realized that the situation was not good. She was not as strong or as big as Daju. With a flick of her head, Daju threw her away.
She was not convinced.
It pounced again.
The little dumpling's bared teeth are both cute and fierce, perfectly illustrating the saying "even if you can't beat them, you have to fight."
Zhang Xiaosi watched with trepidation, not because he was worried that Da Ju would get hurt, but because he was afraid that the little dumpling who had been provoking him would be no match for Da Ju and would be bullied terribly.
He stepped forward to stop him, but Pei Ji raised his hand to stop him.
"Let the cats handle their own affairs."
Zhang Xiaosi said, "But the difference between these two is quite significant."
At this moment, the little dumpling had already been pinned to the ground by the big orange cat's paw.
We can't beat them at all.
Pei Ji's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.
Song Jinhuan refused to believe he couldn't win. After being pinned to the ground, he nimbly turned his head and escaped.
However, the difference in strength and size was too great, and even when the Black and White Group pounced on Big Orange's back, they were unable to pin him down.
After several trips, the little dumpling, covered in grime and panting heavily, stumbled and ran towards Pei Ji, its tail drooping.
Several of the whiskers on the left side were broken off.
Seeing this, the man reached out at the right moment, and the little dumpling fell down on top of him.
Meow~
Come again next time.
I will definitely defeat it!
"Meow~"
I am your only cat!
She made up her mind in a cute, childlike voice, and kept rubbing her little head against Pei Ji's sleeve.
Pei Ji tucked it into his bosom.
Zhang Xiaosi looked at the big orange cat with its tail wagging at his feet, feeling proud, but dared not show it in the slightest.
Help! My cat beat my brother's cat in a fight!
Pei Ji noticed Zhang Xiaosi's unease, and while gently stroking the little dumpling's head, he said meaningfully, "Don't worry too much, they'll still have to play together in the future."
Zhang Xiaosi smiled and agreed, "Big Brother is right!"
Song Jinhuan was carried back to 909. Pei Ji took a towel, wet it, and gently wiped away the dirt on her body and her extremely disheveled face.
The atmosphere was somewhat unpleasant.
Song Jinhuan let out a weak meow.
Pei Ji pursed his lips, and seeing the unease in the deep green eyes, he couldn't help but lower his gaze.
Why did Seventeen fight?
"Meow—"
What? You're upset because your cat got hurt?
Pei Ji could see her defiance and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. "You can't beat them, so why are you going up to fight?"
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