Chapter 127: I'm Sick

Qin Yanchuan took out his cell phone and was about to call Butler Liang to ask him to take the cat away.

The cow cat suddenly meowed softly, walked towards him on four short legs, and rubbed its warm and furry head against his calves a few times.

Shi Yang rubbed against him while meowing with his throat pinched.

You little brat, I’m such a cute little cat, but I can’t handle an old man like you.

Qin Yanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the cow cat that was acting coquettishly to him. His stern brows wrinkled slightly, and then he gently pushed it away with the back of his foot.

"Cat, you are shedding hair."

Shi Yang: "..."

How can a mouth with a temperature of over 30 degrees utter such cold and heartless words?

On second thought, Qin Yanchuan really doesn't seem to like furry little animals. He would touch Youzi and Shi Tiebiao occasionally, but most of the time he would choose to ignore them.

Even the pets are small, smooth black snakes.

Qin Yanchuan continued walking forward and at the same time called Butler Liang, "A stray cat sneaked into the second floor and is in the corridor. Take it down and feed it something."

"Okay, Master Qin."

Qin Yanchuan hung up the phone, turned around and walked upstairs.

Shi Yang quickly chased after him with his short but very flexible legs, holding on to the man's trouser legs tightly with his two claws, and slowly climbed up along his calves, looking over with a pair of innocent big eyes that flickered.

"Meow~ Meow~"

He just doesn't believe it.

Qin Yanchuan's trouser legs were almost torn by the scratches. He bent down, grabbed the cow cat's neck with his broad palm, and then put it on the ground.

Shi Yang meowed again, and continued to jump up, pulling up Qin Yanchuan's pants and climbing up.

Qin Yanchuan carried him down again.

Shi Yang continued to climb.

…

This cycle of one cat and one person was repeated several times.

Until one day, Qin Yanchuan picked up Shi Yang.

Even if he turned into a cat, Shi Yang's physical condition was still not good enough, and he was too tired to crawl.

Shi Yang was completely annoyed this time. He had been meowing and showing affection to Qin Yanchuan for so long, but facing such a cute little cat, the old guy didn't react at all.

Shi Yang bared his teeth ferociously, howled, raised his claws, and punched Qin Yanchuan's calves several times, bang bang.

Let you ignore me!

I told you to ignore me!

He was hugging me and kissing me last night!

“Meow! Meow! Meow!”

Butler Liang happened to come downstairs and saw this brutal scene.

“…”

"Master Qin, is this the cat?"

Even though Shi Yang fought very ferociously, these cat punches were naturally neither painful nor itchy to Qin Yanchuan.

"Well, take it away."

Butler Liang responded and was about to reach out his hand when he saw the chubby cow cat grab Qin Yanchuan's calf with its two little pink paws and couldn't be pulled away, as if they were parting forever.

“Meow meow meow!”

Liang Songhan, let me go!

Butler Liang had lived for more than thirty years and had never experienced such a scene.

Could it be that this stray cat has become a spirit and knows how to pester the owner of this house?

At this moment, the head of the Qin family suddenly said, "Forget it, you go down first."

"Master Qin, I don't know if this stray cat has fleas. Please be careful."

Just as Butler Liang finished saying this, the cow cat suddenly turned its head to look at him, yelling "wa wa wa wa".

It sounded like he was swearing at someone, and the swearing was quite dirty.

Liang Songhan, stop talking nonsense!

I take a shower every day and I smell great. You, a stinky old man, have fleas on you!

Qin Yanchuan bent down, picked up the grumbling cow cat, and flipped over its fur, finding it very clean.

He is fat and scheming.

"It doesn't look like a stray cat. It must have been lost from someone else's home."

"That's possible. I'll contact the property management later."

"Um."

Qin Yanchuan went upstairs carrying the cat that had been delivered to his door early in the morning.

Shi Yang lay contentedly in the man's arms, rubbing his furry head against his chest, and even raised his paws to press on his chest, groping back and forth through the fabric of his home clothes.

It's the pectoral muscles!

Qin Yanchuan held down his restless claws, and suddenly pulled the corners of his lips, talking to himself: "You are a bit like Shi Yang."

"Same noise, same behavior."

"Clingy and unreasonable."

Mr. Qin naturally didn't know that the cat in his arms at this moment was Shi Yang.

Shi Yang immediately became unhappy and raised his paw to slap Qin Yanchuan on the chin. It is not good to say bad things about others behind their back.

Qin Yanchuan returned to the study on the third floor, pulled out a chair and sat in front of the desk, then put the cat in his arms on the ground.

Shi Yang's chubby but agile body jumped up and easily jumped into the man's thighs.

He was not shy at all, and leaned lazily in Qin Yanchuan's warm arms, revealing his soft belly.

This sitting posture is really exquisite.

Qin Yanchuan couldn't help it, so he raised his hand and touched the little fat cat's belly.

The hair is soft and feels very comfortable.

I've never seen such a friendly cat.

Shi Yang rolled his eyes in his heart. He was complaining about his hair shedding just now, but now he was touching him.

Really, I kept touching him all over and made him feel embarrassed.

System: [……]

System: [Host, you are now a cat. ]

No matter what, Shi Yang raised his two paws and covered his eyes shyly.

Qin Yanchuan looked at this scene, his hands slowly stopped moving, and he fell silent, even his eyes looked a little strange.

Shi Yang also felt that he had overacted, so he retracted his claws as if nothing had happened, put them to his mouth, and paused for two seconds.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his barbed tongue and slowly licked the fur on his paws.

Anyway, he has never buried shit, so just lick it.

Don't say it, please don't say it, you are quite excited.

Qin Yanchuan then retracted his gaze, reached out to turn on the computer, and clicked on a software on the desktop with the mouse.

What appeared on the screen were surveillance images of various places in the villa.

Qin Yanchuan clicked on the surveillance of the corridor on the second floor and pulled back the progress bar.

Shi Yang, who was leaning in his arms, was also staring at the screen. Ah 8 said that he would help him fake surveillance when he went out.

It was not until the progress bar went back to 7:20 in the morning that Shi Yang saw on the surveillance screen that his bedroom door was opened from the inside.

Then, "he" came out of the bedroom with a schoolbag on his back, cursing as he walked downstairs.

Surveillance can record sound.

"Wait for me, you piglets! I'm going to go back and kill you now and make pork rib soup for my brother!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Shi Yang: "..."

You are sick.