rich family escape meow

In the warm and comfortable cat house, a war without gunpowder is imminent.

Holding the carefully selected cat food, Da Mei walked into the cat house imitating cats, trying to get in touch with Lu Miaomiao, "Dinner is ready, little ancestor."

.....

You don't have to dance disco on my grave.

Beside the milky white lambskin sofa, Lu Miaomiao stood alertly, looking at the little golden bowl brought in by Damei, as if she saw the coffin.

With a "bang", the coffin was brought to the front.

......

"mum."

Lu Miaomiao called out obediently, and rubbed Damei's long johns.

Did you hear the sound of "Mi", it is the kitten calling your name affectionately at the mouth of the grave and coffin

——Auntie Mei.

You can step back, and the rest of the nest will be taken care of by yourself.

After 5 minutes passed, Damei frowned as she saw that the little hairball had no intention of eating after half a day of "Mi".

The boss is at home now and may be coming down soon.If he sees the little hairball with a poor appetite and half a bowl of food left, he will definitely feel that he is not good at being a cat nanny.

How can Aunt Mei not do well?

Since I don’t like salmon, let’s make a new bowl, flounder, salmon, tuna, and turkey. Auntie Mei will conjure it up for you.

With a wave of Damei's hand, she stepped forward to pour the cat food into the trash can, so scared that Lu Miaomiao hurriedly called out again, "Mimi!" At the same time, she immediately stretched out her claws to protect the bowl.

This is the coffin of a kitten, don't touch it.

If I don't go in, you can't serve it to other cats.

"..."

What's the matter, I still want to eat, the duplicity of the little furball, how could it resist the skill of bibimbap from the Golden Hand Spoon of her pet management department, she withdrew her hand to pull the bowl, and Damei continued to stand in front of the table.

Lu Miaomiao: "..."

Another 5 minutes passed, and there was no mass transfer in the house.

Damei walked a few steps by the bowl, thinking that the location might not be suitable, and the sofa is not where Lu Miaomiao usually stays, so she moved the small bowl to the cat's nest, and put it next to the faucet.

"..."

You don't have to move graves so frequently.

After going back and forth for three rounds, Aunt Mei finally lost all patience. Considering that Lu Xiao might go downstairs and fire her at any time, she would just pour the contents of the bowl into the trash can and redo it——

Gan.

With a flash of white light, the little fur ball came running from a distance and quickly licked it.

Then he fell down on the small cushion.

What the hell!

The kitten is dying.

The self-confidence was hit, and the golden hand spooned Damei back into the bowl, and looked suspiciously at the capricious little furball. Is it delicious or not?

good to eat.

It's the smell of grave grass.

But thinking of those stray cats who died of poisoning on the side of the road and could only be taken away by the cleaning aunt, Lu Miaomiao endured the smell of grass and pushed the coffin back.

Just a few licks on your own.

No matter how bad it is, it was really forced into the coffin. As a second-generation cat of wealth and wealth, it should and can get the best treatment, and it cannot die.

And those stray cats don't have that chance.

Once poisoned, it will be dead by the roadside.

Under Aunt Mei's encouraging gaze, Lu Miaomiao had no choice but to quickly lick the coffin again to prove the skill of the golden hand spoon.

shit.

The kitty is really going to die now.

It wasn't until Damei turned and left in peace that Lu Miaomiao quickly raised the cat's head pretending to be licking the coffin, and with a glance, a small half of the bowl was missing.

? !

Is my father so good at licking?

Calm down, not necessarily poisonous.

Lu Miaomiao slipped back into the nest and licked the little meat ball sadly.

It’s still not certain that the stray cats in the trash can are my own cat food, and even if it is really my own cat food, there are so many colorful and different flavors in the small drawer.

The bowl made by Damei may not be poisonous.

Kitten, please calm down, kitten, don't panic.

Believe in the goodness of this world.

The afternoon sun brought a bit of coolness, and a small fluffy tail was magnified and reflected on the edge of the silver-white window glaze. Lu Miaomiao lay down in the nest, ready to take a nap.

With the gradual adaptation to life, Lu Miaomiao has become used to cleaning her hair after meals and before going to bed. Now she is lying on her side and started to lick.

bah bah.

Suddenly feeling astringent in her mouth, Lu Miaomiao quickly stretched out her small paws to paw, and shook the body that had been licked just now, then the cat froze,

On the edge of the light blue fabric, there is an extra layer of sparse white hair.

Lu Miaomiao: "..."

Lu Miaomiao: "???"

Lu Miaomiao: "!!!"

Returning to the place where he lay down just now, Lu Miaomiao walked around anxiously wagging his tail, and found that there were more than a dozen cat hairs that were neither long nor short.

how so!

Why does a kitten that has not yet grown a tooth and has not yet reached the moulting period lose its hair?and...

Why does the hair fall out just after licking the grass on the grave? !

Hey!

Lu Miaomiao scratched her belly with one paw, and scraped lightly, and soon there were a few more fluffy white hairs on the ground.

The beginning of the withering of life is often the loss of appearance. Lu Miaomiao fell into sadness looking at the cat hair that should not appear on the ground.

It's over, it's going to be bald.

It will go bald before it dies.

If he is not cute, no one will be willing to touch his fluffy little meatball.

Let that ruthless poop shoveler see that he will definitely not like him anymore, and will find another cat, a cat that can't shed his hair.

What's even more exasperating is that he still doesn't know which bag of cat food and whose cat food harmed the kittens.

The worldly kindness of bullshit.

He is poisoned!

"I'm so sorry, you look quite big, I didn't know there was only one room."

Looking at Lu Xiao who was tidying up the bedside drawer, Fang Ziwei looked around at Lu Xiao, this valuable egg,

The 20th floor is the apartment space upwards, the 21st floor is the empty storage room, the 22nd floor is the daily living space such as the study and dining room, the 23rd floor is the gym and movie hall, the 24th floor is Lu Xiao’s bedroom, and the top floor is the swimming pool.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most luxurious apartment in S city.

"Why don't you pack up and sleep..."

"fine."

Lu Xiao put some important personal items into a small cardboard box, and took some sets of pajamas.

It just so happened that Lu Miaomiao was always making trouble during this time, so he was a little worried.The beanbag in the cat house is big enough to be no different than a bed.

Lu Xiao thought about moving to sleep for a while, so that he wouldn't have to keep the little furball in a cage at night, and he could cultivate more relationships.

He always felt that his kitten was a little different from other cats, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Maybe it's just... skinny?

And then a little cute.

In any case, since Fang Ziwei happened to need it, he was happy to go down and live with the cat for a while, and he didn't stick to the distinction between host and guest. He carried the cardboard box in one hand and pajamas in the other, and opened the elevator door.

"The elevator is stuck on the table, just call the cleaning lady if you need anything."

Seeing Lu Xiao who had already stepped into the elevator with one leg, Fang Ziwei spread his hands helplessly, "Okay."

Since childhood, his elder brother has been like this, with neither cold nor hot attitude towards him.

It was the same when he was bullied by Lu Mingrui to stop him, and it was the same when he refused to go abroad with him and left him at the airport.

It seemed that no matter what happened, he could maintain that ice face with ease, and never really refused anything.

You can easily give up the bedroom to yourself, or you can decisively reject his invitation to run the institute together.

"Really don't think about it?"

When I was in the car, I spent a lot of time persuading him, but Lu Xiao was unmoved at all, "No, you are very good."

excellent.

The Lu family are all excellent.

Even his mother, who didn't like directors, was forced by Lu Haoyuan to go to the London College of Art to study for a two-year master's degree in fine arts, and was sent to a tricky French old lady artist for more than a year before she was released.

Not to mention their male juniors.

He was weak when he was young, and his mother often acted coquettishly and begged for forgiveness, but even such a hard-hearted little old man did not let go of his studies. He hired twelve private teachers for one-on-one, including two French and German teachers. , I have been teaching until my health improves and I go to high school.

And Lu Xiao, who is in good health, was sent by Lu Yuanyuan to a joint military school where only the children of the Ministry could study, and everything was subject to militarized management.

After returning from a summer vacation, Lu Xiao grew a lot taller than him, although he was also darker by a degree.

If it wasn't for Lu Rangjin and Cen Ying's incident, Fang Ziwei almost felt that Zhui Lu's successor had no choice.

Decisive and decisive in dealing with things, alienated and polite to people.

It is simply a replica of Lu Haoyuan.

Except for being too obsessed with those little furballs.

Lu Xiao, who was too concerned about the little fur balls, hugged the cardboard box, pressed the elevator, and went down to the 22nd floor, just in time to see Damei who was cleaning the cat toilet and changing the cat litter.

"Where's Meow Meow?" Lu Xiao asked, "Have you eaten at noon?"

"Zu..., my little one is already eating. For lunch, I mixed salmon milk cake soaked in egg powder. I'll collect the bowl later."

Damei smiled slightly, as if the process was very easy.

"Let me collect it." Lu Xiao put the things in his hand on the wall of the entrance, and walked into the cat house, "I live here recently, so you don't need to look at it on weekends and nights."

Suddenly learning that his workload has dropped sharply, and that the little ancestor is about to be hired by the boss, Da Meile arranges the evening activities in his mind.

I sent a WeChat message and asked my little sister to have a hot pot meal, and after cleaning the cat toilet,

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom door, I was interrogated by the soul,

Lu Xiao: "Where's the cat?"