I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Huai has always been serious and meticulous in his work. The works he shoots are exquisite and beautiful. Every frame is a collection. There are countless artists who want to cooperate with him.

In order to get the studio operation on the right track as soon as possible, I will have more time to travel to different small worlds with Chao Yan in the future, enjoying different scenery and different excitements.For half a year, Rong Huai worked hard.

After adapting to modern life, Nie Qing often went to the studio to help out. He didn't have any aspirations. He used to be Rong Huai's subordinate, but now he also hopes to become Rong Huai's right-hand man. In addition, his understanding is not bad. After half a year of working Influenced, gradually able to be independent.

Rong Huai gradually handed over the burden of the studio to him.

His career is booming, but Rong Huai has another worrying thing, that is, his physical strength is poor, and he always fails to do certain things to the end, so he faints directly. Chao Yan urges him to exercise on the treadmill every day Lung capacity and stamina.

Rong Huai himself prefers to sit quietly in the study and read a book all afternoon, or pick up a camera to capture the quiet moments, rather than sweating profusely on the treadmill.

"I can't let you go on like this anymore," Chao Yan lifted him onto the treadmill, "Your body must move for me now."

Rong Huai was out of breath, "Ah Yan, not everyone desires to have a strong body like you."

"Don't change the concept secretly, Rong Huai," Chao Yan looked at him from the side, "I never want you to be strong through training, but I hope you can have a healthy physique like a normal person."

"What's more, you were the one who lay in my arms and cried that day, so that I could never leave you behind."

"I'm living up to my promise now."

Listening to Chao Yan's words, Rong Huai said intermittently: "That's not what I meant when I said don't leave it..."

Rong Huai was forced to spend like this for seven or eight days in a row, and gradually he came up with an idea, that would be great if he could turn into an animal.

Such a wish took root in his heart.

Until the morning of the ninth day, he was awakened in a daze by the noisy voice, his eyes were not opened, and he reached out to touch the side, but found nothing. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a bed. In the grass, the surrounding green shrubs are strange and tall in his eyes.

Rong Huai looked around blankly, he tried to peel the grass, but he didn't expect that the hands he stretched out were not the hands he was familiar with, but a pair of fluffy white claws.

The huge impact caused his pupils to vibrate for a moment, and a milky voice came out of his throat: "Mi."

How is this going?Did he really turn into a cat?

Rong Huai thought of the wish card, and forced himself to calm down. Looking around, he was in the bushes downstairs in the community, perhaps because his size became smaller and his courage became smaller. If there was a slight disturbance, he would Couldn't help but bowed his back and looked back.

"...Cats?" People passing by in the community couldn't help but stop, "There are cats in our community?"

"It looks like a kitten. It's so small. Why don't we take him back and raise him?"

Rong Huai saw these tall people walking towards him. His paw pads were lying on the ground, and he could clearly feel the dust on the ground being shaken by the aftershocks. He couldn't help but spread his legs and ran away in horror.

He was so focused on avoiding the people behind him that he bumped headfirst into the people walking in front of him.

"Woo," Rong Huai's whole cat was hit like a little fur ball and rolled twice on the spot, dizzy, he raised his head reluctantly, and saw a familiar tall figure in front of him.

Chao Yan got up early in the morning and found that the bed was empty. He searched around the room and found that there was no sign of Rong Huai in every room. In the underground parking lot, he heard the meowing of a cat not far away, which had an inexplicable attraction to him, and he subconsciously walked over.

A frightened little kitten rushed towards him, focused on avoiding the people behind, but bumped into his leg and fell dizzy.Seeing his face, her small ears trembled slightly, her big wet eyes suddenly opened wide, and she just sat there, staring at him stupidly.

"Sorry, we wanted to take this cat back to raise it just now, but it seemed to scare him." The passersby also chased after him.

Hearing that he was going to be taken back to be raised, Rong Huai's fluffy fur all over his body exploded, and he grabbed Chao Yan's trouser legs in horror, shivering behind his legs.

Chao Yan leaned over and pinched the back of his neck, and hugged him: "He is my cat."

"That's it..." Passers-by didn't have any doubts, and quickly believed this statement, because the little milk cat seemed very close to Chao Yan, and because their community was well managed, there had never been any wild cats to build a nest, so it was not in itself. Reasonable.

"Look, I told you before that this beautiful cat must be raised by someone..." Two passers-by whispered as they walked away.

"Meow..." Rong Huai opened his mouth. Originally, he wanted to call Ah Yan, but what he blurted out was a soft meow. Chao Yan stared at his watery, amber eyes, and then let him go. Back to the ground, "You continue to stay here."

Rong Huai became anxious immediately. He looked at Chao Yan's back and tried his best to catch up with his little paws. Their apartment is a single-family elevator. If he misses this opportunity, he will never be able to go upstairs again. Goodbye to Chaoyan, I don't know when it will be.

Fortunately, he was out of breath from running, panting and finally squeezed into the elevator at the last moment.

Chao Yan opened the door to go home, and he followed behind. With the change of angle, the once familiar room became strange at this moment.

As soon as he entered the room, he hugged his little paw and shrank to the corner of the wall shaking his ears.

After Chao Yan returned to the room, he sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV casually. The international racing competition was shown on it. He took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, opened it with a corkscrew, and took a sip with his head raised.

Rong Huai shook the tip of his tail and licked his lips. He was thirsty.

After watching the live broadcast of the racing competition, it was noon. Chao Yan got up and went to the gym to exercise. He was already unrivaled, so the fitness equipment in the gym seemed ordinary, but in fact they were all deliberately forged.

Sweat dripped down his jet-black hair, Chao Yan tore off his sweaty shirt, rolled it up, and threw it on the ground.

Rong Huai finally got out from the corner at this time, he was still not very used to this body, he took two steps crookedly, his movements were also very clumsy, he slowly approached Chao Yan's jacket that he threw on the ground, sniffed it, and then He scratched it twice with his claws.

When Chao Yan strode past him, Rong Huai finally couldn't bear the hunger in his stomach, screamed softly, and ran after him with short legs.

Unexpectedly, he was running too fast, and his four legs were uncoordinated. He fell forward one by one, like a small ball of hair, rolled into a small snow-white ball, rolling forward continuously, until it rolled towards the Yan's legs stopped.

He shook his dizzy head, stood up staggeringly, grabbed Chao Yan's leg and called limply: "Miwu——"

Chao Yan seemed to have discovered this little hairball only now, he looked down at Rong Huai: "How did you get in?"

Rong Huai: "Meow." I came in with you.

He was really hungry, raised his little head, looked at Chao Yan with his big wet eyes, and made a pitiful whimpering sound in his throat, hoping that he could understand what he meant, and Chao Yan met his eager cat eyes: "Don't you have a master? Or do you want me to take care of you?"

Rong Huai tilted his head and let out a "woo".

Chao Yan finally leaned over, grabbed Rong Huai with his big palm, pulled him into his arms, and then took him to the kitchen. There was still a pack of frozen shrimp in the freezer. Chao Yan thawed the pack of shrimp, cooked the shrimp, and finally mashed Shrimp paste, put it in a small bowl, and put it in front of Rong Huai: "Eat it."

Rong Huai did not expect that Chao Yan would be so patient and meticulous when he picked up a random cat, but he doesn't like meat, even if he became a milk cat, he didn't give up his obsession, so he turned his head away and didn't look at the shrimp bowl.

"You're as picky as Rong Huai." Chao Yan raised his eyebrows.

Rong Huai thought he recognized him, and looked over excitedly with wet cat eyes, but Chao Yan had turned around, took out another can of goat milk from the refrigerator, also checked the expiration date, and then poured out a can of goat milk Portion into a bowl.

The fire on the stove was not easy to control the temperature, so Chao Yan used the fire in his palm to heat it up. He precisely controlled the temperature, and he quickly heated it to a state where it was neither hot nor cold.

Rong Huai lay in his arms, staring longingly at the bowl of goat's milk that was gradually emitting a milky fragrance.

"Drink." Chao Yan finally put the small bowl in front of the little milk cat.

Rong Huai's small, fluffy ear tips moved, and then he poked his head out cautiously to lick the milk bowl. Perhaps because of his hunger and thirst, he drank quickly and quickly, but the little milk cat's belly is so big, he licked it. He couldn't drink it after half of it, and it was at this time that he realized that his little paw was still on Chao Yan's wrist.

Chao Yan neither urged him nor moved his paw away.

... Sure enough, Chao Yan seemed daunting, but he really had a gentle and meticulous side in his heart.

Rong Huai raised his head, pushed the bowl, and signaled that he was full: "Mi woo."

Chao Yan picked him up, Rong Huai was soft all over, his body was not as big as half of his palm, soft and fragile, in stark contrast to his firm and hard skin, so Chao Yan kept supporting him with his palms, holding him Put it next to the bay window, "You stay here for me, I'll take a shower."

There is a layer of soft cushions on the bay window, which can prevent the marble from frostbite the little milk cat's belly.

Rong Huai turned over and hugged the two little paws, and the little milk said softly: "Meow."

Chao Yan condescended to look at him again, then pulled a towel and walked into the bathroom.

Rong Huai lay on the blanket, with his chin resting on his front paws, the tip of his tail was swinging slowly, and a bowl of warm milk made his whole body warm, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling dizzy sleepy.

However, the peaceful and quiet environment didn't last long. He vaguely heard a voice, and the ears on his head immediately stood up vigilantly.

Chao Yan was wiping her hair, and came out wearing a bathrobe, when she heard a pitiful milk cat voice in her ear, "Miwu——"

He turned around, and the little milk cat seemed to have been frightened by something, its snow-white and soft fur was blown up, its round eyes were wet, and it curled up with its soft paws, like a shivering ball of wool.