Chapter 130: It’s pretending!
No matter how many times Shi Yang climbed into Qin Yanchuan's arms, Qin Yanchuan carried him down.
Although he is a little kitten now, he still has a temper.
So he crawled into Qin Quan's arms, raised his little round face to look at him, and meowed a few times like a spoiled child.
I've never seen such a friendly cat.
Qin Zhuo lowered his eyes, raised his hand and touched the cow cat's chin. A faint curve passed across his lips, with a hint of tenderness.
When Shi Yang was still a human, Qin Qian had never smiled at him like this.
Then, Shi Yang started to act even more coquettishly, holding the young man's arms with her two paws and rubbing her furry head into his arms.
"Meow~"
Not bad, not bad, it’s abdominal muscles!
Qin Yanchuan's posture remained unchanged, still leaning casually on the sofa, his fingertips tapping his knees from time to time.
I glanced over and took in every move the cowcat made.
A barely audible laugh came from his throat, and he looked like a playboy cat.
Just like that piglet.
All that little bit of meat I fed you just now was wasted.
Shi Yang did not wait for Qin Yanchuan's reaction, but Youzi, who had been observing secretly, suddenly jumped onto the sofa.
Its tail puffed up, and it arched its back, staring straight at the fellow who suddenly appeared and took over its owner, cursing something in its mouth.
Probably to let Shi Yang go away quickly, this is its human.
Brother Biao still has some intimidation here with Shi Yang, but as for Youzi, he is just a fat cat with a courage smaller than that of a bean sprout, and he doesn't have much fighting power.
The cat twisted its little mouth, then buried its head in Qin Juan's arms, meowing softly, its body trembling, looking extremely scared.
Really weak, pitiful and helpless.
Qin Qi touched the cow cat's head soothingly, then glanced at the pretentious Youzi and scolded him, "Youzi, you scared it."
Yuzu: "Wow wow wow wow!"
It's pretending! It's pretending!
Qin Yanchuan looked over and said in a normal tone: "Xiao Zhou, give the cat to me, and go have breakfast first."
Qin Yu hesitated for a moment before picking up the cat in his arms and passing it over to him, asking, "Uncle, do you want to keep it?"
Qin Yanchuan took the cow cat.
Shi Yang struggled dishonestly, his chubby legs kicking back and forth in the air.
This old man just disdained him.
Qin Yanchuan didn't use much force to hold the cat tightly in his arms, and then replied in a neutral tone: "It depends on the situation."
Qin Zhuan couldn't help but take a few more glances at the man and the cat opposite him.
My uncle has never liked small animals like cats and dogs, but now he seems to be very interested in this cat.
Qin Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "If you don't want to raise it, you can let me raise it."
There is no difference between raising one and raising two.
Qin Yanchuan: “Yeah.”
Qin Zhen bent down, picked up the still crying Youzi, and walked towards the restaurant.
Only after his nephew walked away did Qin Yanchuan lift up the cow cat and look at the innocent cat face.
A man and a cat looked at each other.
After a moment of silence, Master Qin spoke indifferently: "Cat, do you like him or me?"
Shi Yang: "..."
Qin Zhuo sat down at the dining table, took out his cell phone and called Shi Yang.
After ringing for a long time, no one answered, only the cold mechanical sound.
Qin Quan hung up the phone, opened WeChat again, typed a sentence into Shi Yang's chat box, deleted it after a moment, and typed it again.
The last five words sent were: "Say hello when you've arrived."
On the other side, Qin Yanchuan handed the cow cat in his arms to Wang Mama, "Wang Mama, give it a bath and cut its nails."
Although Shi Yang turned into a cat, he still had a sense of shame. It was so embarrassing to let others give him a bath.
What's more, he was not dirty.
So when Wang Ma carried him over, Shi Yang jumped down and ran away.
Wang Ma and several servants chased after it relentlessly, and finally used a scoop net to catch the cow cat hiding in the tree.
"You little fat cat can run quite fast."
Shi Yang: "..."
Doesn't he have any face?
In the end, Shi Yang was forced to take a bath.
He had no recollection of how he was washed specifically. He only remembered that a pair of hands pressed him into the basin of water, and that several other hands were touching him all over. He was like a fish on a chopping board, unable to move, and at the mercy of others.
There were a lot of people that day.
Qin Yelan drank a lot last night and felt dizzy after the hangover. He slept until noon.
He rubbed his aching temples and just as he walked downstairs, he saw a strange little cow cat lying lazily on the sofa and sleeping.
Quite new.
"Butler Liang, where did the cat come from?"
"Master Qin picked it up."
Qin Yelan raised his eyebrows in surprise. My uncle can pick up cats. The sun rises in the west?
He walked to the sofa and sat down. Unable to bear the sight of the little fat cat sleeping so comfortably, he stretched out his sinful hands, grabbed its paws and began to shake it.
Shi Yang was shaken awake abruptly, and when he opened his eyes he saw Qin Yelan's enlarged handsome face.
Without any hesitation, he raised his paw and slapped Qin Yelan on the cheek several times in succession.
Trouble!
Qin Yelan was stunned for two seconds before reacting, and immediately grabbed the dishonest paw, "You little pig, you have a bad temper."
He lifted up the fluttering cow cat and said, "Let me take a closer look. It has bangs on its forehead. It looks quite fashionable."
"Yo, it's still a little male cat that hasn't been sterilized."
Qin Yelan pulled up a malicious smile, then reached out and tapped the small bell behind the cow cat.
"Meow!"
Shi Yang was so angry that he jumped up and gave Qin Yelan a flying kick.
Are you fucking polite!
Qin Yelan had never seen a cat with such a strong personality. Seeing that the cow cat was about to stretch out its claws towards him again, Qin Yelan simply grabbed it by the scruff of the neck.
"Little fat cat, if you don't behave, I'll take you to be sterilized."
Cats can't understand human language, but the moment he said this, Qin Yelan saw shock on the round cat's face, and its mouth opened wide.
Then the cow cat started to flutter and bark, as if it was cursing someone.
Qin Yelan, you bastard, I will kill your ancestors for eight generations!
At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard behind me.
"Uncle."