Transmigrated as the Villain's Cat

After Su Zening kissed her, she realized what she had done.

He sold his first kiss for a ring?

The little cat froze and raised its head to meet Fu Xiao's astonished eyes.

Fu Xiao's eyes seemed to be thinking of something, he narrowed his eyes a little bit, and looked up and down at Xiao Tang Cake.

He always felt that Xiao TangGao seemed too smart, and more than once he felt that Xiao TangGao understood what he was saying.

Fu Xiao's heart moved, a thought flashed by, even he himself felt that he was crazy, he knelt down and looked at Xiao TangGao, and said carefully: "Little TangGao, can you understand what I said?"

The little white cat didn't seem to hear it. It fiddled with the emerald ring on the edge of the coffee table with its paws.

Disappointment flashed across Fu Xiao's eyes, and then he smiled wryly. He must be crazy. How could he have such an idea, thinking that Xiao Tanggui could understand what he said.

It was probably just a coincidence.

On the coffee table, the snow-white cat like cotton is playing with the emeralds with its paws curiously, lively and lovely.

Fu Xiao stood up, shook his head, feeling a little inexplicably disappointed.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Xiao TangGao liked the emerald ring very much, Fu Xiao looked sideways at the familiar ring. The memories he thought he had forgotten when he was a child came back again. He really didn't like this ring.

But he stretched out his hand towards Xiaotangbing.

Without even thinking about it, the milky white cat rubbed against his hand with a look of happiness in its eyes.

Fu Xiao smiled, he pinched the furry place between Xiao TangGao's pointed ears and said to the housekeeper, "This ring is in Xiao TangGao's name, if Xiao TangGao likes it, let it play with it. "

At night, Fu Xiao took out a document from the stack of documents in the safe in the study.

The black folder was opened, and inside it were photos of Bai Yangxin in the past. The thin sheets of paper in this folder introduced Bai Yangxin's past in detail. There are several folders like this in Fu Xiao's safe.

Bai Yangxin's past was not as simple as she told her. Before she became a star, this woman had even been in the romantic arena. The past was not clean, and she was married and had a child.

Only Fu Yunxi could be foolishly coaxed into submission by her.

Ever since Bai Yangxin approached Fu Yunxi with ulterior motives, Fu Xiao had investigated everything clearly early on. This was his usual style, keeping all variables in his hands.

only--

Fu Xiao stared at the night outside the window.

After knowing all this, he didn't tell anyone. Instead, he chose to help Bai Yangxin cover it up, otherwise Mr. Fu would have taken action against her long ago.

He was not a kind person in the first place, and he did this only because it was more beneficial to him.

There are always other women around Fu Yunxi. Instead of letting a smart woman occupy this position, it is better to let Bai Yangxin come.

But thinking of Bai Yangxin's attitude, and the little thing's aggrieved eyes——

Fu Xiao's eyes were slightly cold, Bai Yangxin absolutely shouldn't have taken his things without authorization.

Fu Xiao dialed the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiao looked out the window.

He knows better than anyone that the fu's family is no less dirty than his grandfather Song's.

From the moment he was brought out of the Song family by Mr. Fu at the age of ten, he understood that he just went from one dragon pool to another tiger's den. In this world, he is the only one he can rely on, and only by standing at the top of the power can he become the most powerful person in the world. Only by controlling your own destiny can you not rely on others.

For this he can give everything unnecessarily.

However, Fu Xiao looked at the face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why does this face feel so strange to him.

"Meow meow meow" the sweet cry of the little cat appeared in the study.Fu Xiao could only imagine the milky white thing jumping happily in the room just by hearing its sound.

Full of vitality, like a tireless cannonball.

But Little TangGui doesn't know if it's because there are no other cats to teach her, so her walking posture is always weird.

Not to mention the same hands and feet, and often even tripped themselves.

When Sugar Cake trips himself up, he must hold back his laughter, otherwise, this grumpy little thing can put his ass on you all day long.

Thinking of these, Fu Xiao's eyes became softer.

There is no doubt that with the appearance of Xiao TangGao, his life is no longer as stagnant as before.

If his subordinates saw this side of him, they would definitely suspect that they hadn't woken up, how could their boss be so gentle.

Finally, the white kitten who traveled through mountains and rivers appeared in front of Fu Xiao with a small comb in its mouth.

Fu Xiao knew what was going on at a glance.

Xiaotanggui is a kitten who loves to be pretty, and sometimes she even stares at herself in the mirror in a daze.

But the hair of long-haired cats is always easy to mess, and TangGao has no talent in licking fur, so every night Xiao TangGao would come to Fu Xiao with a comb in his mouth.

This has also become a regular activity for the two of them at night.

If someone had told Fu Xiao before that he spent his precious time every night to groom a cat that couldn't lick its fur, he would have told others that it was impossible.

But now, Fu Xiao is doing things that he thought were impossible every day.

The little kitten with its tail up straight squatted on the ground and stretched out its paws to grab Fu Xiao's pants, but Fu Xiao had changed into pajama pants, and the fabric was a bit slippery, so his little paws kept slipping off. Failed.

Su Zening, who was already accustomed to betraying his integrity, stretched out his two paws without any burden, and made a hug gesture towards Fu Xiao.

how to say.

This kind of thing has one thing and two--

For things like the bottom line, it's much easier to do it again after breaking through once.

Besides, for a cute kitten like him, isn't it normal for the owner to hug him?

In the middle of the night, in a simple black and white room, the little white cat lay beside Fu Xiao after grooming.

One person and one cat were sleeping soundly. For some reason, the handsome black-haired man kept frowning even in his sleep. Beside his pillow, a pure white kitten was sleeping on its back, without any image.

One person and one cat balance each other's foreheads.

The picture is warm, and anyone who sees it can't help but smile knowingly.

pat.

The warm scene has not lasted for a minute, the little white cat turned over in its sleep, and its little paws stepped on the handsome man's face regularly.

The handsome man frowned, stretched out his hand and hugged the kitten into his arms.

If the little white cat opens his eyes at this time, he will find that the blue progress bar is rising at an extremely slow speed, and finally the progress bar has risen to a certain small scale, and the white cat's white paws inadvertently swipe in mid-air. .

A gentle blue light in mid-air enveloped the little white cat's body, and slowly expanded until the blue light dissipated.

The white kitten disappeared and was replaced by a handsome young man with black hair, a small face, a slender neck, and a delicate collarbone looming under the white quilt. He was curled up in the man's arms, sleeping soundly.

The red progress bar that had accumulated a lot dropped rapidly.

The young man seemed to sense something was wrong, moved, and flinched into the arms of the handsome man.

The handsome man next to him seemed to be aware of the sudden sinking of the bed and the smooth and delicate skin in his arms, his tightly closed eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was about to open them.

However, the red progress bar is cleared at this time.

The black-haired boy suddenly disappeared, and a white cat appeared in its place.

Fu Xiao opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him.

He stretched out his familiar hand, hugged the little hairball that was pressing on his face back into his arms, and closed his eyes again.

The night wind blows, leaving no trace.

However, the next day, Su Zening looked at the empty intimacy bar, and was so angry that he grinded his claws!

who is it!

Which little spicy chicken stole his intimacy!

He wants to kill him!

The author has something to say: It's you, it's you, it's you.