House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 119: Other People's Kittens (33, Add More Rewards to Zuo Qiaojie)

Murphy's serious attitude towards music is not comparable to that of ordinary singers! Even if there is no announcement today, she still maintains the habit of coming to her recording studio early to practice voice-after all, the recording studio has a soundproof wall, and practicing at home will affect the neighbors.

In the middle, Murphy came out to go to the bathroom, and on the way back, suddenly heard a few faint calls: Mi, meow...

Huh? There's a cat? Murphy followed the sound suspiciously. Not long after, he saw a kitten squatting helplessly in the corner of some rotten cabinets and drawers waiting to be cleaned.

This is a small milk cat, about a month and a half in size. It is the age that can run and jump, and is full of curiosity about the world, but I don't know why it came here.

Murphy felt pity in her heart. She squatted down and gently lifted the little guy up. The little milk cat shrank in fear, but maybe it was too hungry, and her movements were a little slow, and she couldn't resist.

Murphy, who has been fond of cats since childhood, recognized its breed at a glance, with short hair, round face, small ears, and big round eyes, and more importantly, the blue and inky fur that is dyed with ink. This is not What else could the English short be?

Mi, aim... The little guy's cry was a little weak. After the little mouth opened, the pink little tongue involuntarily licked it, obviously very hungry!

Hey, what should I do? Murphy was a little anxious.

There is milk powder in her office, but obviously milk cannot be fed to such a small kitten! Kittens are lactose intolerant and will have diarrhea if they drink it!

Murphy held the little milk cat in one hand, and took out the mobile phone in the bag with the other hand, and called Mo Xiaojuan: Xiaojuan, where are you?

Downstairs in the company? Great, don't come up yet, you go to the pet store and help buy a bag of cat food for kittens, remember that it must be eaten by kittens! Yes, I picked up a kitten , it's almost starving.

What breed? Why are you asking this at this time? Hurry up and buy it back and soak it, the cat is starving to death! Murphy was a little anxious.

But when calling, Mo Xiaojuan came up in the elevator, the signal was interrupted, and the next moment, she appeared in front of Murphy.

Hey, you're really pissing me off! Murphy held the kitten in his arms, and gently touched the thin fluff on the back of its head with his hands to make it feel at ease, You see it's getting hungry. I'm dead, hurry up and buy it for me!

Mo Xiaojuan smiled and looked at the cat in Murphy's hand, but she was not in a hurry at all. She smiled and said, Sister, don't worry about it! You are a British shorthair, I have seen it before, it is a junior in the planning department on the third floor. Ai's! Her big cat gave birth to a litter of kittens before, and she brought it to us last month!

Maybe this weekend, she has to work overtime, so she brought the kitten over to play? I saw Xiao Ai in the morning! Mo Xiaojuan said with a smile, Sister, don't worry, let's send Xiao Ai back, even if It's not Xiao Ai's, there must be cat food there too.

However, when Murphy heard that Mo Xiaojuan said that the kitten might have an owner, she was not very happy, but felt a little lost.

Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly! The kitten is starving to death! Murphy hugged the kitten and touched it with his head down.

Xiaoyingshuang is indeed Xiaoai's. I forgot to take care of it just now. Who knew that when she looked up, she would disappear. She was anxiously looking for the kitten!

Thank you Sister Feifei, thank you Juanjuan! It actually ran to the fifth floor? It's so capable! Xiao Ai was shocked. After hugging the kitten, she put it in a small basket, and there were a few more in it. Xiaoying is short, all meowing, waiting to be fed!

Xiao Ai quickly soaked the kittens in cat food. This kind of kitten under two months can eat soft cat food soaked in boiling water, but it is not allowed to feed them milk.

Murphy reluctantly teased the kittens on the side, especially the little Ying Dian she rescued just now, who looked the smallest, but was quite courageous.

Not only did it not hide in fear like its siblings, but after the contact just now, it seemed to have a good impression of Murphy, and stretched out its small paw to touch Murphy's hand.

Murphy also held it gently and pinched it. This kind of kitten, the small meat balls under the paws are soft, and it is very comfortable to press!

Mi, meow. Xiaoying's short and tender cry almost begged Murphy's heart.

It's just a pity, this is someone else's cat...

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At the end of the cat, you need to be cautious... Murphy can only reluctantly return to his office in the end.

Mo Xiaojuan turned on her computer familiarly, and was ready to start checking and replying to the emails of those businesses for new cooperation negotiations. But as soon as she entered the mailbox, she saw a familiar name.

Ah! Mo Xiaojuan excitedly ran to the recording studio and called to Murphy, Sister, come quickly, Mu Ziang has an email!

Mo Xiaojuan was a little overexcited, and Murphy reprimanded her: You are all grown up, how can you get married when you encounter a little thing?

Murphy was calm, and the two returned to the office to read the email.

Mu Ziang, as he promised before, took half a month to brew, and finally sent ten songs that were ready for Murphy.

Ten songs really! Murphy said with a look of admiration, Sister, this person is really amazing! He just pulled out ten songs!

Murphy thought it was a bit unbelievable. Although the two songs in the past were very high-quality songs, but after all, there are only two songs, they are still understandable! But it's only been half a month, and Mu Ziang actually pulled out ten songs in one go?

Writing a song is not about making dumplings, just stuff the stuffing into the dumpling skin and you're done!

Even if the quality of these ten songs is not high, and they are full of rubbish, then the average person can't come up with so much inspiration in a short period of time, right?

Of course, Murphy was just shocked and puzzled. She still asked Mo Xiaojuan to print out the score and lyrics to think about it.

According to Murphy's habit, she won't listen to the demo. I wonder if Yang Yi will vomit blood after knowing this... He has spent a lot of time on this!

For ten songs, the printed paper was thick and thick, and Murphy couldn't read that much at once, and Mo Xiaojuan flipped through it with interest.

Sister, this song is a bit interesting! Mo Xiaojuan giggled, Look, I said he was just an ordinary fan before! After reading the lyrics, he said all his thoughts!

Murphy took it over with some doubts. She read the song title: In My Singing?

Mo Xiaojuan bumped into her cousin's shoulder and joked: It's good to have such a fan who can write songs! People admire you from the bottom of their hearts, and the songs you write are full of affection!

But Mo Xiaojuan's words made Murphy frown deeply.

Thank you Zuoqiao all prostitution. Forgive me for being embarrassed to finish typing your full name.