The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

Han Ziqian stared at the orange with complicated eyes, looked at it for a while, and replied, "It wants you to hug it."

The little orange is so cold, it keeps meowing, and the number of times it asks for hugs is very few.

The first time was that rainy night.

It was discarded in the grass, just as Han Ziqian and Ling Can passed by.

Obviously already extremely weak, the little orange still burst out with the last strength and crawled out, meowing and following the steps of the mother and son non-stop.

At that time, it was soaked all over, the lanugo on its body was blown into strands, like a little hedgehog, its face was covered with muddy water and rain, and its eyes could not be opened. It followed the two of them by instinct and did not give up.

This desperate 10 minutes of hard work paid off and it has a home ever since.

For this reason, Ling Can established the Stray Animal Fund, encouraging everyone to adopt instead of buying, and not to blindly pursue breed cats.

Little Orange has been living with Han Ziqian since she came to Han's house, but even if she gets along day and night like this, she rarely asks for hugs.

I didn't expect that the first time I saw Meng Bao, he would be so cold and enthusiastic.

Han Ziqian, who was a little jealous, frowned and looked at Xiaotuanzi beside him, the sourness in his heart slowly dissipated.

Such a cute little apprentice, of course everyone loves him.

It seems normal for a cat to see cat love?

The kitty wants her to hug her?After listening to Han Ziqian's words, Meng Bao was stunned for several years before he came back to his senses, feeling like he had won the lottery.

And it's the first prize!

Meng Bao quickly squatted down, stretched out his hand cautiously, and placed it on the head of the furry orange cat.

Wow, how can it be so soft!

It's as soft as boneless, like a ball of cotton, but it's also very silky, you can touch it to the bottom, like satin, it feels so good!

Meng Bao touched the orange a few times, and saw that it looked very useful with squinted eyes, so he hugged it happily.

This is the first time that Meng Bao has hugged a cat, and he still doesn't quite know how to do it, but Orange doesn't seem to mind at all. He will lie down no matter how Meng Bao hugs him, and he cooperates like a puddle of crystal mud.

Not only does he follow Meng Bao to change his shape at any time, but he also says "hmmm" twice from time to time, expressing his joy.

Han Ziqian, who told himself not to be sour, felt like eating lemon again.

He always thought that Orange was cold, but he didn't expect that he was just cold to them.

It turns out that it can also transform into a whiny cat.

What a bother!

Han Ziqian couldn't stand the evil thoughts any longer, he rushed into the house and got a canned quail flavor that oranges like best.

The sharp-eyed orange immediately spotted the can in Han Ziqian's hand, and his little nose twitched.

But looking at the canned food and looking up at Mengbao, Tangerine finally chose to pretend to be dead, closed his eyes and continued to enjoy lying in Mengbao's arms.

Han Ziqian: "..." Good guy, this time he has such backbone.

The servants who came and went saw this scene and all suppressed their laughter.

It is true that cats follow their owners.

The young master himself is indifferent to others, but he is so kind to Mengbao, it is normal for his cat to do this!

And Han Ziqian was also defeated by this heartless kitten, he handed the can to Meng Bao: "Let's go, let's feed the oranges."

Tangerine swung her tail triumphantly, and it knew that the little master was hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

If I had chosen canned food just now, there would not be such a fragrant and soft hug.

But now, being able to be hugged and eaten in cans again, yay, perfect!

The two and the cat walked through the corridor and went directly into Juzi's cat house.

This is a large south-facing room, which has a cat climbing frame, an automatic cat litter box, various cat scratching posts in beautiful shapes, small fur balls, cat teasing sticks and other toys.

There are also several soft cat litters, one of which is made into a big pavilion, which should be the bed of Orange.

The dining area is in the back room, and the drinking fountain is made into an automatic fountain device, because cats like flowing water.

The cat bowl is a heightened neck guard, and it is wiped clean by the servants.

Meng Bao has a dog at home, but she finds it is different from keeping a cat, so she has many curiosity.

"Master, why are those toys made of cardboard boxes?"

If you give Huanghuang and Jiajia a cardboard box, it will be scrapped into a pile of paper scraps within half an hour.

"It's a scratching post. Cats are used to sharpening their claws with it."

"Master, what is that little round hole for?"

"It's a tunnel toy, and Tangerine likes to crawl around in it."

"Can you get in? This hole looks so small, smaller than the head of an orange."

Tangerine seemed to have become fine. Hearing Meng Bao's question, he burrowed in directly. Although he was fat and plump, he came out from the other end easily as if he could shrink his bones.

Meng Bao was amazed, no wonder everyone said cats were made of water, and it was true.

"And what is this high step for? Can Tangerine jump up?"

Meng Bao pointed to a small step of more than one meter on the wall and asked, which was taller than her.

This time, without waiting for Han Ziqian's answer, Juzi answered it himself.

Quickly jumped on the net, just jumped up.

Meng Bao quickly applauded the orange, and the little orange's tail immediately raised high, facing the roof straight.

Han Ziqian explained that this was a sign of happiness and confidence.

Under Han Ziqian's guidance, Lemon Bao opened the can and poured it into the cat's bowl. The orange smelled the aroma, and then jumped down.

However, it didn't eat right away. Instead, it rubbed Lemon Bao and Han Ziqian, and even barked coquettishly, as if to express its gratitude.

After making contact with each other, he squatted down gracefully and started cooking without distraction.

Still a bit conscientious, Han Ziqian couldn't help but flash a smile on his sullen face.

When Orange was eating, Meng Bao watched carefully.

She discovered that kittens eat differently than dogs eat.

Both Huang Huang and Gagana gobbled up the cds in a big mouthful, and after a while, the wind and rain swept through the CD.

But oranges are also quick to eat, but they have a slow and elegant feeling.

She looked like a princess in that way.

"Little Orange is like a little princess!" Meng Bao expressed his thoughts.

In the end, he managed to make Han Ziqian laugh, and even Juzi suddenly lifted his head from his favorite jar, the cat's face was full of shock.

Meng Bao was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Han Ziqian explained her confusion: "Juzi is a male cat."

"Ah?" Meng Bao opened his mouth wide, "But Orange's voice is so sweet."

"Yes, you don't know, but in the world of cats and cats, the voice of male cats is more sweet."

Meng Bao expressed his knowledge.

And after eating oranges, he really lived up to expectations and began to wash his face.

It stretched out its front paws, licked its small arms a few times with its tongue, and then rubbed half of its face with its arms to achieve the purpose of cleaning.

After cleaning this side, it switched to the other side, and soon the small face looked even whiter, clean and beautiful.

The full-fledged orange was a little sleepy, and it rubbed against Mengbao and Han Ziqian again, expressing its gratitude and love, and then jumped onto the Tongtian cat climbing frame, jumped all the way to the top nest, and leaned on its belly fell asleep.

Lemon Bao and Han Ziqian got down to business and went to the study.

On the large desk made of pear blossom wood, there was a laptop computer. Han Ziqian skillfully entered commands to turn it on, and began to explain the basic knowledge of hacking to Meng Bao.

Meng Bao was concentrating on listening, when suddenly, a loud meow sounded.

Different from Tangerine's whining, this voice is passionate and high-pitched, with a weird sense of temptation.

Meng Bao was curious: "Master, do you have a second cat at home?"

The meow of this cat seems to be weird, is it sick?

Han Ziqian raised his eyes: "No."

Although the Han family is big, they have never mixed in with other cats.

The sound obviously doesn't belong to Tangerine either.

Things seem to be a little off.