Heather who counterattacked

Lawrence expressed his curiosity about the cat that his best friend always takes with him when he goes out!

Look at the small eyes of that pikapika, look at the cute and cute dumpling body, thick double-layered fur, gray-black back and pure white belly, you can tell that it feels good to the touch.Everything needs to be small to look exquisite, and such a body that can be wrapped around a pair of big hands all shows the magic of the Creator. The posture sitting on the dark blue velvet brocade is proud and elegant, so cute, okay?

At first he would think about it, the reason why this thing is called Cyril's body is definitely not because it is cute.We have known each other for so many years, and he has never expressed any preferences in terms of pets. He has always been classically strict for many years. He doesn't like cats and dogs or even some wild species, and he doesn't like strange, special and uncommon things, even decorations. He didn't even see him raising one with tropical fish, so he thought that Cyril thought these things were boring.I didn't expect to have a cat now!

Later, all his thoughts were taken up by the cat in front of him, and all the messy things in the brain format were automatically cleared up, so he didn't even think about it.

Lawrence owns an extremely rare gray-green macaw. He is a master of domineering and bullying. His subordinates have always reported that his ancestors bullied a certain cat or dog again. It is too late for him to sacrifice to the ancestor. Cats, of course, are not very interested.But he has a problem that most people will make when facing cute things-hands are cheap.

Standing there bent over, looking from left to right with shining eyes, from top to bottom, seeing that posture is still as indifferent and harmless as its owner, my heart is itching, and my hands are about to move.He took a quick look at his best friend, and with a disgusted smile, he took his hand out of his trouser pocket.

—— "I suggest you not to do this." Cyril looked up and said indifferently.

"Why?" Lawrence was stunned. Although he felt that it would not be easy to say such a special sentence with his temperament, he couldn't think of anything tricky. He turned to look at Cyril. The cats looked at each other a few times, only to find the innocent and cute eyes really interesting, "I'll touch it, just touch it!"

Before he stretched out his hand again, he saw the cat on the sofa raised its forelegs, straightened up, and jumped onto the coffee table lightly and gracefully.What is the plan?Lawrence stared with interest, and saw the cat wagging the tip of its tail at him and slowly raising its right paw.

Is this to shake his hand?Lawrence was so novel and delightful that he couldn't help reaching out to catch its paw.

But in the next second, unexpectedly, it swung its paw towards the corner of the coffee table. "Patter."

Just like that, to put it lightly, as if playing, he waved his paw.The heavy log rosewood tea table is missing a corner.

"Antonio!" The world-renowned young Italian ship tycoon screamed and crawled to the back of the sofa.

The bodyguard, who was also stunned, rushed forward when he heard the owner's shout, but faced with this small cat, which was only the size of his two fists, he was at a loss for a while.

When it was eager to try to fight the bodyguard, Cyrille called out helplessly: "Kroen!"

Kroen shook the tip of his tail, meowed softly, arched up and jumped straight into his arms like a sprint.Cyril rubbed its head, took out the bra, and wiped the sawdust from its paws.Not to mention wood, according to Pete, this little claw can even penetrate iron plates.

It took a long time for Lawrence, who was taken aback, to peep out his eyes from behind the sofa, staring at the creature in Cyril's arms accusingly: "What kind of species is this?"

"The cat." Cyril nodded to the bodyguard with an embarrassed expression, and Antonio shrugged and walked away, "Don't mess with it, Kroen has a bad temper...you'd better pretend it doesn't exist."

After the shock, the excitement slowly came to the fore, and Lawrence walked to the other side of the sofa, still staring at the cat.At most, it looked like a cute thing just now, but now it looks like a demon in a cute skin.

Kroen poked his head out of Cyril's arms, licked his freshly wiped paws, and glanced at him. His pure and innocent eyes were filled with careless and meaningful eyes, and Lawrence couldn't help but shudder. I shivered.

"...It's so exciting." Saying so, he dared not get close.

In view of the huge shadow that Melanie left on him last time, Cyril flatly rejected all the clothes he offered under the sad eyes of his best friend, and changed into a classic but ordinary formal dress.

White shirt, black jacket, trousers, dark gray bow tie, buckled girdle, and simple patent leather pointed-toe lace-up shoes.When Naiden took out a black mask from the suitcase, Lawrence finally couldn't hold back his anger and said, "You even prepared this yourself!" Isn't it a rare occasion to tease Cyril? No fun for him!

Xi Ruier didn't even want to make a cold snort, picked up the mask and put it on, and nodded satisfied with the effect.

It's also a simple cat's eye mask, with a slightly thicker bottom that can cover half of the face. It's made of pure black tourmaline with a high degree of jade, but this material won't show through even under strong light, which satisfies his low profile. Generous aesthetic habits.

Cyril took Klon and almost finished drinking a cup of coffee in the outside room before waiting for the guy who picked out the clothes to come out.This time it turned out to be an ambiguous variant of the wine red dress. The design is so flamboyant that people don’t want to describe it at all. The bright diamond tassels on the pocket of the jacket can dazzle the eyes of all women, even if they wear a full-face mask that doesn’t reveal a bit , are enough to become everyone's focus.

"Look at my dress is fashionable! Walking in the most cutting-edge trend! Cyril, you are dressed in dark clothes, which simply tarnish that superbly beautiful face... It hurts my fiery artistic heart too much! Don't Let me know who the designer of your clothes is, and see if I don’t kill him! It’s heartbreaking to have a model like you who makes you wear such a mess! Heartbreaking!!”

One person and one cat stared at him, talking nonsense to Serga in front of the full-length mirror, and remained silent.

Looking at the wall clock, it's not even nine o'clock.Most of the entertainment venues like Meilan are lively after ten o'clock, which is not too late at all.But when Xi Ruier thought of a certain brat, she wanted to frown.

Lawrence only asked him to go to Melania to see it in person, and it would be impossible for this unrestricted product to take the initiative to explain the recent fun clearly. He was not interested in asking before, so it would be good to chat in this class while he is free: "What did Marcus go to Melanie for?"

"I've already gone there, what else can I do?" Lawrence said casually, trying to smooth a lock of his hair to the position he wanted.

Xi Ruier didn't believe a word: "I thought he was more moral than you anyway."

"Oh, beauty, young people, at this age, do you always have a little curiosity? Do you think everyone is like you? You have lived alone for so long and didn't even confess your virginity..." The words came to an abrupt end, The guy turned his head suddenly, with a look of shock on his face, "Damn it, won't you still keep it?!"

Cyril raised Klon's left paw expressionlessly, pressed on the pad, and four sharp nails shot out with a cold light.

The silent threat was very effective. Lawrence touched the goosebumps on his body and turned his head back tremblingly: "This is not good, it is not good...beauty, don't you worry, I will feel sorry for you..." According to normal thinking, this is the case, but in fact, there is a voice deep in his heart that is roaring crazily. It's a pity, it should be like this. Just think about which woman is on top of him, and it feels like the sky is going to fall, okay? He is doing well alone!

"What's Marcus going to do?" Cyril asked again.It's possible to ask the former guy to have fun, and he doesn't believe that a guy who has been brought up by Mrs. Saffair herself can still be an innocent fool.

"Looking for someone." Lawrence said lazily.

"Who?" He was indeed curious.

"Didn't you read the information now? This brat has done everything in recent years. Didn't he buy a car brand not long ago? He went to find the original owners of the stocks in hand."

Head full of question marks.The stocks are all bought, and the things are also in hand, so what do you need to do with the original owner?

"……why?"

"This...you'd better ask yourself." Lawrence's tone was very strange, as if he was holding back a smile and seemed inconceivable, "Of course, that person is an extremely lazy second-generation ancestor who thinks that the only meaning of his birth is to spend time and money, so that The brat is going after Melanie. I'm not old enough to get in, and it's thanks to my help—guess how I did it?"

The more top clubs, the stricter the identification system. Age should be the basic requirement. How did he do it?

Lawrence was proud: "The labor and management are in love with the Queen! The bearer pass I got from her, no matter who you are, as long as you have this pass, you can enter and leave Melania."

Cyril thought of her last experience: "Prom queen? But it's not for a single day, how can you have such an important thing in your hand."

"It's not that," Lawrence lazily said, "The prom queen is a high-class prostitute. How about a girl—she's different. That's the real Queen or King. You can only become one after meeting certain conditions, and you can only change once a year." Round, can be re-elected. Basically, even Meilan’s organizational rules are open to those two... Well, it’s almost there..."

"By the way," Lawrence stopped trying to groom his hair, and turned his head abruptly, "You won't bring your cat with you!"

"Why, no?" Cyril touched the cat's head in his arms.

There seemed to be an inexplicable communication between him and the cat. One look at its eyes, and he knew that he wanted to play too.Krohn's ability to accept is very fast. When he first came out of the laboratory, he was very aggressive. However, after Isaac's long-term mediation, his restraint has also risen sharply. It already has a way of getting along with humans. Of course, It is friendly when no one offends it, once it is offended, then prepare to collect the body - the only objection the bodyguards have to bring Kroen out is here, they are afraid that Kroen will hurt people or worse Killing people would cause any trouble, but Cyril was very calm.He knew Krohn had his measure.The spirituality of this cat is so high that Cyril dared not ask Ronald for information on Kroen. He was afraid that the lunatic used some human materials when he made Kroen. thing.

"It should be fine..." Lawrence said with a tangled expression, "...the rules don't seem to say that pets are not allowed. Well, that's it, let's go!"

Kroen glanced at him and patted Cyril's arm, signaling him to relax.Cyril opened her hand, and in the next second, Kroen stood up, and before anyone could react, it jumped straight onto someone's head.

"!!!" Lawrence's head slumped violently due to the sudden weight, almost hurting his neck, and he immediately thought of what the thing on his head was, "Fuck, fuck! ∑(°△°|||)"

Then, he screamed: "My hair!" The hair that has been carefully groomed for more than half an hour!

Kroen lay firmly on his head, lowered his head to look at him, and showed him his paws.

The sharp nails were only one centimeter away from the bridge of the nose, and it only took half a second for Lawrence to distinguish the difference in hardness between the rosewood log and the human head, and tried to stabilize his face with a stiff face: "Please, please, it is an honor to be your foot pad. "

Cyril stood up very calmly, and walked towards the door with her close friend who almost walked on hands and feet.Not to mention the bodyguards who were laughing together, at the door of Melanie, when he saw Lawrence madly saying "What do you think about my hat", the colorful face of the manager, even Cyril couldn't help but smile slightly. smile.

An evening of playboy romance is doomed when Krohn jumps on top of someone.After Lawrence Yanyan pointed the way, Cyril looked at the glow of the cat's eyes in the light, and said: "Take it to the game hall to play around-don't show such an expression, it will and will like that ——Then go to the restaurant to give it a supper, two mature veal steaks, you can have some charcoal-grilled salmon, without any seasoning."

Even with the mask on, Cyril knew the face of a bitter woman behind the mask.The mood suddenly improved, and after saying goodbye to Kroen, he walked to the dance floor.The red, green, and green lights were intertwined and it was difficult to identify, but with Lawrence's guidance, he quickly caught two brats in the circular seating area... yes, two.

It's also extremely funny and wretched, squatting behind a big bonsai tree and looking in a certain direction secretly.

When he was picked up by the back collar, Marcus stared blankly for a while, still not understanding the situation.But even if it was unfamiliar clothing, once he saw those ice-blue eyes, he would never mistake him, okay?

Sluggish, flustered, confused, stiff hands and feet, unable to speak with his mouth open.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Another head popped up, Jeffrey hadn't finished complaining, and the moment he heard a certain voice, he also froze.

"Walk."

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