The sick and weak male supporting role holds the group favorite script

The impact behind him resounded through the sky, and Xuan Ruoyu covered his ears with his hands, feeling a brief tinnitus.

He turned his head to look at Huo Yuanji, and found that he was holding the steering wheel with both hands, looking straight ahead.

He looked calm.

"Uncle Huo." Xuan Ruoyu called him.

Huo Yuanji didn't respond.

"You're so awesome, you don't change your face."

After getting off the expressway, the traffic volume increased, and the remaining three Jettas also disappeared.

In the urban area, Huo Yuanji pulled over to park.

Mr. Huo, who was as cold as a sharp knife before, disappeared, and sweat ran down his temples.

Huo Yuanji's eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be wet.

The whole person looks like it just came out of the steamer, soggy.

He just looked at Xuan Ruoyu directly, and Xuan Ruoyu was at a loss for a while.

"Uncle Huo, is there something on my face?"

"You come and go."

After the hostility faded, Huo Yuanji became lazy and extravagant again, as if the blackened racing driver had only appeared in a dream.

"Oh."

No wonder I'm too lazy to drive, because I think the speed is too slow and not exciting enough.

Huo Yuanji sat back again.

The temperature in the car slowly dropped.

Xuan Ruoyu put on his seat belt and sighed, "Uncle Huo, I chose the wrong car."

Huo Yuanji slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at the rear mirror, and met Xuan Ruoyu's eyes.

Xuan Ruoyu smiled and said, "I would have driven that Hummer of yours if I had known it earlier, and I would have driven it straight up."

There was a modified Hummer in the garage, with metal bars installed on the front, and it was parked next to the Panamera. The Hummer was so big that it could easily overturn the Jetta.

After saying this, he found that the corners of Huo Yuanji's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was smiling.

Although the scene just now was thrilling, after the tension passed, the body relaxed, which was quite refreshing.

The two laughed tacitly.

After laughing, Xuan Ruoyu asked, "Uncle Huo, where are you going?"

Huo Yuanji replied lazily, "Buy a cat."

Only then did Xuan Ruoyu remember their original purpose.

"Uncle Huo, your heart is really big, and you are still thinking about buying a cat. Don't you want to investigate?"

Xuan Ruoyu classified what happened just now as a grievance between a rich and powerful family.

Since others dared to make a move, it meant that the other party must have come prepared, and calling the police would basically have no effect.

Huo Yuanji should have his own way to deal with this matter.

Didn't hear Huo Yuanji's answer, Xuan Ruoyu was really curious, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Huo, you are too calm."

Huo Yuanji stared at the rear mirror, and instructed, "Drive well."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Xuan Ruoyu parked the car and followed Huo Yuanji to the pet market.

This is a relatively famous flower and bird market in the urban area. Xuan Ruoyu did his homework in advance, and there is a section dedicated to selling pet cats.

There is also a circle of sellers selling their own kittens on the side of the road.

The cat area is ok, the dog area smells a bit bad.

Huo Yuanji put on his black pants again, and frowned, he didn't look like he came to buy a cat, but rather he came to kill it.

He turned sideways and shuttled among the cats and dogs, trying not to stain a single animal hair.

The two entered a relatively tidy shop. The boss asked them what they thought, and seeing Huo Yuanji's clothes, he began to show him the offspring of Amway cats, race-level cats.

Huo Yuanji ignored the boss and cast a sidelong glance at Xuan Ruoyu.

Xuan Ruoyu knew that he thought the boss was talking too much, and he wanted to choose by himself.

The president really didn't want to say a word.

Thinking of Huo Yuanji's appearance in racing before, Xuan Ruoyu realized that Huo Yuanji was not sick at all, and his physical fitness was still very good. He might just be lazy and too lazy to talk.

Xuan Ruoyu asked the boss to work, and they would ask if they had chosen.

The cats were locked in a small cubicle, and when they saw someone coming, they jumped up to the glass door lively, "meow meow" and rubbed the door with their backs.

The timid one hid in the corner, huddled up with his big eyes open, watching them vigilantly.

Huo Yuanji's selection of cats is also quite stylish.

He stood in the middle of the shop, about one meter away from the cattery, observing from a distance.

Wearing a black super, can not see eyes, standing in the middle of the pet shop, noble and mysterious.

There is no excessive expression, only the corners of the mouth are slightly pursed.

Xuan Ruoyu simply deduced that he should be in a good mood.

"Which one do you like? Ask the boss to open the door for us to touch." Xuan Ruoyu suggested.

Huo Yuanji approved, "Touch."

Xuan Ruoyu was convinced. Judging by this posture, except for feeding, he is expected to handle all matters related to the cat in the future.

This is the first time I met someone who bought a cat with a shit shoveler.

But for cat lovers, shoveling poop is also a kind of enjoyment, so consider it as an employee benefit.

"You pick one, and I'll touch it for you." After Xuan Ruoyu finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was strange.

Huo Yuanji had no experience in buying cats, so he picked up a litter of Garfields.

Xuan Ruoyu called the boss and picked out an orange one.

The kitten was very lively when it was put on the ground, jumping up and grabbing the cat teaser stick.

After getting familiar with the game, she meowed again to let Xuan Ruoyu touch it, and Xuan Ruoyu's heart almost melted.

"Just this one." Xuan Ruoyu made the decision.

Huo Yuanji didn't object, and he picked another Chinese pastoral cat, which was pure black.

After choosing the cats and buying cat food and litter, Huo Yuanji asked the boss to order a super luxurious solid wood cat villa.

After buying the cat, Xuan Ruoyu drove back. In order to avoid what happened in the morning again, they decided to cross the city.

Huo Yuanji put the cat basket in the back row, and sat in the passenger seat by himself.

"Uncle Huo, congratulations, you finally have a cat." Xuan Ruoyu was speechless.

Huo Yuanji let out an "um", the expression on his face didn't fluctuate much.

He took off his gloves, opened the storage compartment in the central control, and squeezed some hand sanitizer to sterilize his hands.

"You also disinfect."

Xuan Ruoyu also squeezed some disinfectant on his hands, "Uncle Huo, please give the cat a name."

Huo Yuanji apparently didn't realize that after buying cats, he had to name them, and his expression was a bit complicated.

Xuan Ruoyu thought his confused look was funny, so he took out his phone and took a photo.

"Deleted." Huo Yuanji said coldly.

Xuan Ruoyu handed the phone photo to him, "I'll delete it after you have a look."

Huo Yuanji still had a cold face, glanced at the photo lightly, and repeated, "Delete."

After Xuan Ruoyu deleted the photo, Huo Yuanji said, "You can choose the name."

"How about it, your cat." Xuan Ruoyu smiled, "If not, we'll each get one. I'll pick the Garfield I choose, and you can pick the black one you choose."

Huo Yuanji was silent for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement.

Crossing the city means that there are many traffic lights, and it is easy to get stuck in traffic.

After passing through several traffic lights, Xuan Ruoyu suddenly had an idea, "Uncle Huo, Garfield should call him Flat Face, it has a flat face, so interesting."

Huo Yuanji turned to look at him, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious. Flat face, how nice it sounds." Xuan Ruoyu turned his head and shouted to the space box that was wearing Garfield, "Flat face, flat face."

Little Garfield meowed twice.

Xuan Ruoyu became happy, "Look, it also likes this name."

Huo Yuanji leaned on the seat and looked at his mobile phone without raising his head, "It's called fluffy."

"Uncle Huo, it's agreed that I'll get it." Xuan Ruoyu smiled, "Did you get the plush ball for the black cat? It sounds nice."

When he was a child, Huo Yuanji raised a little black cat with two white hairs above its lips. Huo Yuanji named it "Mr. Mustache".

He felt that "Mr. Mustache" was not very affectionate, so the black cat ran away one day and never came back.

Huo Yuanji felt that "Flat Face" was an insulting nickname, very similar to "Mr. Mustache".

Thinking of the ending of "Mr. Mustache", Huo Yuanji felt that it was necessary for him to interfere with the cat's naming rights.

"Garfield's name is Furry." Huo Yuanji turned off the phone, and casually placed the phone on the center console, "The black cat's name is Ruan Papa."

"Uncle Huo, the name you chose is too common." Xuan Ruoyu said, "Do you know how many cats in the world are named Fluffy and Soft?"

Huo Yuanji turned to look at him, "Not as many as Mimi."

"..."

"Okay." Xuan Ruoyu compromised, "It's fluffy and soft, and it's a good match."

The days of autumn began to gradually shorten, and it was dark before six o'clock.

After the car was parked in the garage, Xuan Ruoyu lifted the cat space box and put it on the ground, "As your driver and life assistant, do you think I should be given a raise?"

What happened today was too dangerous, Xuan Ruoyu felt that he should add some insurance for himself.

Huo Yuanji took out the cigarette calmly, lit it, and took a slow puff.

After almost half a cigarette was lit, he lazily said, "It's not for me."

After a half-pay, Xuan Ruoyu realized that he was talking about drag racing, "Ah? It's me? How is that possible?"