It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

"Why did you bring me to your house again?" Lin Yang looked at Mo Zhai in front of him in a daze.

Mo Ningxuan chuckled, "Didn't you just say you wanted to come?"

Lin Yang wanted to say something more, but Mo Ningxuan had dragged him into the room.

"Okay, don't say anything, come in."

Helpless, Lin Yang followed Mo Ningxuan into the house, still holding the necklace just now in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Ningxuan said to Lin Yang mysteriously, "I have a surprise to tell you."

surprise?

Lin Yang thought in his heart: As long as it is not frightened, then everything is easy to talk about.

Pulled by Mo Ningxuan to the living room, he saw a little fur ball squatting in the cat's litter box, and ran over when he saw Mo Ningxuan meowing.

"Cat?" Lin Yang was taken aback.

Subconsciously, she went to look at Mo Ningxuan, but saw the man squatting down, hugging the little orange fur ball into his arms, with a soft look in his eyes.

"Why do you have a cat?" It's still a Chinese pastoral cat.

Lin Yang really couldn't imagine that someone like Mo Ningxuan would keep a cat.

Such a fluffy and cute little thing has nothing to do with Mo Ningxuan.

"I picked it up." Mo Ningxuan said softly, and then handed the little ball of hair to Lin Yang, "Hug it and have a look."

Lin Yang took the little orange hairball, it was only the size of a palm, but it was warm and soft, as if it could melt her heart.

"Where did you pick it up?" Lin Yang was a little surprised.

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Ningxuan, but saw that the other party was also looking at him, and his black eyes were full of tenderness.

Mo Ningxuan didn't answer Lin Yang's words immediately, but reached out to pet the kitten first.

Being held in Lin Yang's arms, the cat seemed to be dissatisfied, meowing non-stop.

But when Mo Ningxuan touched his head, the kitten narrowed its eyes, showing a look of enjoyment.

Lin Yang looked a little funny.

At this time, Mo Ningxuan whispered: "I picked it up outside the community when I got off work last night. I remembered that you always liked these little things, so you just brought them back."

Lin Yang was scratching the little guy's chin, when he heard Mo Ningxuan's words, he raised his head.

"You remember."

"Of course I remember." Mo Ningxuan smiled.

Lin Yang has liked small animals since he was a child, and he never had any resistance to these little hairballs.

It's just that Liu Min is allergic to cat fur, so he has never raised one, and it is difficult to even touch it.

Later, frequent accidents happened at home, and they were too busy to take care of themselves, not to mention raising these little guys.

It was really a surprise that Mo Ningxuan handed this little guy into her hands today.

"What's its name?" Lin Yang lowered his head and buried his face in the cat's fur.

The smell of warm little animals, like sunshine or the smell of spring.

Looking at her actions, for some reason, Mo Ningxuan suddenly became jealous of this little guy.

It is possible to lie in Lin Yang's arms openly and aboveboard, and to be so close to Lin Yang.

But he still said: "I haven't named it yet, what do you want to name it?"

Lin Yang raised his head and looked at Mo Ningxuan, "Would you like me to get up?"

Mo Ningxuan nodded, but Lin Yang was a little embarrassed, "But I'm a bad name."

"You're ready." Mo Ningxuan smiled and shook his head, looking completely indifferent.

For some reason, Lin Yang's mind was full of the one million, and suddenly he thought: "Or is it called one million?"

Seeing Lin Yang's expression, Mo Ningxuan suddenly smiled.

"Are you serious?"

"Sure enough, you also think this name is unreliable, right?" Lin Yang was a little frustrated.

But Mo Ningxuan said: "No, I just think the name is quite interesting."

"So it's really called 100 million?" Lin Yang tentatively asked.

Looking at her expression, Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "It's actually not bad to call it that."

Lin Yang lifted Xiaoju up, like Simba being lifted up in The Lion King.

"Well, today you will be called 100 million."

The little orange cat didn't know its poor fate, so it gave a weak "meow".

Mo Ningxuan couldn't help laughing, "I don't know what it will think if it knows the name of 100 million."

After thinking about it, Lin Yang shook his head, "I probably won't be able to bear to look directly."

But looking at such a little guy, Lin Yang really found it interesting.

Excited, he hugged 100 million to the sofa and gently hugged its soft fur.

Finally having his own cat, Lin Yang felt a sense of happiness.

"By the way, is it a boy or a girl?"

While asking, he turned 100 million over to see its lower limbs.

Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "It's a male, it will be neutered when it grows up."

Hearing Mo Ningxuan's words, Lin Yang felt a shudder behind him, and lifted up 100 million, "It seems that you are a bit miserable."

But the little orange cat obviously didn't understand this, and kept meowing innocently.

"Oh, it's so cute." Lin Yang groaned, hugged the little guy tightly, and ravaged him again.

Mo Ningxuan on the side watched Lin Yang's hands on the little fur ball.

It was a little helpless, and for a while, I didn't know who to envy.

"You just leave me alone like this?" Mo Ningxuan reached out and poked Lin Yang's arm.

Only then did Lin Yang realize that Mo Ningxuan was still there, and turned to look at the man, "Then what should we do?"

"You have to make it up to me." Mo Ningxuan pushed closer, almost touching Lin Yang's face, breathing could be heard.

Lin Yang's heart beat a little faster, looking at the man's suddenly enlarged handsome face, he was a little at a loss.

One million in his arms meowed as if he also sensed the danger.

For a while, the sound of heartbeat and cat meowing rang together.

Lin Yang wanted to dodge, but Mo Ningxuan refused. The man grabbed her wrist, "Don't go."

Being pulled by him like this, Lin Yang let go, and 100 million jumped out of her arms, drawing an arc in the air flexibly.

Quickly nestled in his own nest, looking at the two strange humans who were entangled with some vigilance.

But with its small brain, it obviously couldn't think of any reason, it just licked its paw, and made another small ring.

Lin Yang is now in dire straits, and Mo Ningxuan embraces him in his arms.

The warm breath sprayed on Lin Yang's face, it was itchy and hot, Lin Yang seemed to be caught by a seven-inch snake, writhing around, feeling a little uneasy.

Mo Ningxuan did not relax, he pinched Lin Yang's waist, and even reached out to rub her waist.

"Itchy—" Lin Yang whispered.

As she spoke, she even twisted her body, but Mo Ningxuan just looked at her condescendingly.

"You are so kind to a cat, I don't agree." Mo Ningxuan looked serious.

Seeing his serious appearance, Lin Yang felt a little impatient, "Mo Ningxuan, how old are you, are you jealous with a cat?!"

Mo Ningxuan just looked at Lin Yang deeply, "What do you think?"

"I don't think there can be more than three years old." Lin Yang complained.

She sighed a little, staring at Mo Ningxuan, "Are you letting go or not?"

"No, I'm going to argue with a cat today." Mo Ningxuan was still relentless.