Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Fat Cat's tears burst into tears, her cat's eyes widened and she turned around, and saw the man who carried her back was smiling at her, although his smile was extremely gentle, but it made all the hair on her body follow him. Stand up, this cold.

"Your name is Meow?" the man asked her.

Fat Cat stiffened and stared at him without nodding or making a sound.

The man continued to laugh, so gentle and gentle: "You still call?"

Fat Mao'er continued to stiffen, and this time he didn't even dare to look at him.

She has always known how weird her actions are in the eyes of others, and she will even be caught as a monster.

She squatted there stiffly, a little at a loss.

The man's hand reached out and picked her up from the table.

Although his movements of holding her were very gentle, and the smile on his face was extremely gentle, but for some reason, Fat Mao'er felt that his smile was creepy, and she felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

"Meow." She called softly, with a hint of pleading.

The man put his hand under her neck, gently stroking the little fat under her neck, as if he didn't take her fear seriously, but instead comforted her: "Hey, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. "

He carried her to the study and put her on the table.

Fat Mao'er moved his butt a little uneasy, and accidentally caught sight of several screens on the man's computer, one of which was the surveillance video in the living room.

Fat Cat originally thought that she kept pretending to be stupid and acted like she didn't know anything, so that call could be treated as an accidental call, but now that she saw the surveillance video, she knew it. No way.

This man must have seen all her movements.

Meowed.

What is this called?

She thought she was lucky, but there was such a ditch waiting for her behind the luck, just waiting for her to fall!

"You really don't have to be afraid. I saw you calling just now, but I won't hurt you." Xin Ziwen stroked Fat Cat's little head, and kept soothing her with a gentle voice.

Actually.

He didn't lie either.

He really didn't intend to hurt the cat, even if she has become a spirit like a monster, so what?Whether she is a cat or a cat demon, it is a rare gift for him.

For so many years, he hadn't been this excited for a long time.

He was very happy, and felt that he finally had something to look forward to in his future life.

just.

He wants to find out who this call is for, this fat cat, he will not let it go, if it was before, if someone really came to the door, he would return it without saying anything, unnecessary trouble He doesn't want to mess with it.

But now, he is reluctant to return the cat that is so weird that it can make a phone call by itself. Even if it is snatched, he will snatch it.

He held Rarity's restless fat cat in his arms, made an intercom call, and when someone came in, he ordered: "Go and find out who the phone number that was dialed from the landline in the living room is, I want him all the information."

"Yes." The visitor nodded respectfully, and retreated after receiving the order.

The fat cat was wagging its little tail anxiously. She didn't know why this man wanted to check the information of her new servant. She couldn't do more weird things, so she could only keep wagging her little tail eagerly.