Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

No need. Qiu Xiao said that he would keep it in the room.

Aunt Sun didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and took the shopping bag from Qiu Zhao's hand, I prepared lunch, will you eat it at home?

Qiu Zhao nodded, his fingertips were numb from being licked by the short-legged cat, Eat at home.

Aunt Sun was overjoyed, she put away her shopping bags and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Qiu Zhao glanced at the crumpled shirt on his body, threw the suit jacket aside, put Rong Huang on the sofa, turned and went upstairs.

Thanks to Rong Huang, Qiu Zhao is now very dirty, he has to take a shower and change his clothes before lunch.

Rong Huang didn't expect Feng Bingbing to leave this little cutie on the sofa by herself, she was devastated.

Rong Huang slowly moved to the side of the sofa, trying to climb off the sofa to find Qiu Zhao.

However, when she finally moved to the edge of the sofa, she hooked her neck and looked down, her neck covered with fluffy hair trembled.

Just, a little high duck.

Rong Huang slowly stretched out a paw, and probed towards the outer edge of the sofa.

It looks dangerous.

Oh, why did you run to the edge of the sofa, be careful if you fall, it will hurt. A pair of warm hands picked Rong Huang up from the sofa, and put him back in the corner of the sofa.

Rong Huang turned her head and saw that it was Aunt Sun.

Meow ~

The short-legged cat with a bigger palm looks extremely cute, with a few small milk teeth faintly visible between calls, and its light red tongue licks its mouth from time to time.

Seeing Aunt Sun's heart softened.

I didn't expect that my husband started to like cats. It seems that I have to study how to raise cats later. Aunt Sun combed Ronghuang's shaggy fur with her hands, and muttered in a low voice.

Rong Huang silently defined Aunt Sun as a good person.

Shuishui: ...

Rong Huang patted the back of Aunt Sun's hand, pointing her front paws upstairs.

That was the second floor where Qiu Zhao lived.

Aunt Sun was a little surprised, she was stunned for a long time before she asked, Are you looking for your master?

Master... what kind of perverted title is this?

Rong Huang secretly complained, and at the same time meowed very sincerely.

Yes, yes, it was to find Feng Bingbing.

Aunt Sun nodded Ronghuang's pink nose and smiled happily, You're such a smart kitty, no wonder Mr. likes you.

Rong Huang smirked, like... shit.

Auntie, if you saw the vicious look of the dog man before, as if the king owed him hundreds of millions of business, you would definitely regret saying this.

Okay, I'll take you up to find your master.

Aunt Sun carefully picked up Ronghuang and went to the second floor.

In the bedroom, Qiu Zhao had just come out of the shower and was wiping his wet hair with a towel when he suddenly heard a slight movement from the door.

After a pause in wiping his hair, Qiu Zhao tightened the belt of his black bathrobe, stepped on his slippers and walked towards the door.

The further you walked towards the door, the more obvious the wheezing sound became.

Like something is scratching at the door.

Scratch the door?

Qiu Zhao suddenly thought of something, his eyebrows jumped.

It can't be that short-legged cat who likes to make trouble, right?

The man's long and narrow phoenix eyes were still soaked in a little bit of water vapor, and he still couldn't hide his sharpness, so he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Meow~

Outside the door, Rong Huang was trying to scratch the door, when the door in front of him suddenly opened, Rong Huang's short body could hardly maintain his balance, and with a flick of his hind paws, he was about to fall forward.

Qiu Zhao quickly stretched out a leg.

Rong Huang paji lay on his slippers.

The smell of lemon flooded into his nose at that moment.