I seduce my rival by becoming beautiful

Jin Xingmao didn't notice Zhuang Qi's WeChat message until after working out in the afternoon, and it had been pushed to the back by many letters. If he hadn't flipped back twice, he didn't know when he would have seen it.

"Brother..." After reading the news, the corners of Jin Xingmao's eyes twitched, and he didn't know what expression to make when he was called Lei suddenly and strangely.

For a long time, except for being called "Brother" by Zhuang Qiqi's tender and soft voice before the third grade of elementary school, he has never been called like that by him since then, because one day, he suddenly stopped being a piece of gummy candy, and the former joy It suddenly turned into disgust and disgust.

"This is the wrong way to send it." Besides, Jin Xingmao couldn't think of any other better explanation. Maybe he wanted to send it to his brother Zhuang Yan, but accidentally clicked on the wrong person, because he would send this kind of message to himself .

Jin Xingmao knows how much Zhuang Qi hates himself, and he is also very self-aware, so naturally he doesn't like to be in the same seat.

Jin Xingmao rubbed the screen of the phone, and replied after a few seconds of silence: I sent it to the wrong person.

After waiting for a while without receiving any news, I got up and went to the cloakroom to change into sportswear, put on my headphones and go for a run.

To his surprise, when he opened the door, he saw the familiar little meat dumpling. It huddled at the door with a sleepy expression. There were a few stains on the beautiful orange soft fur on its back. Hearing the movement, he stood up and stretched, swaggering and writhing. Butt consciously walked towards the sofa.

From the rear, it does look like a miniature tiger.

Looking at it, Jin Xingmao found that Fat Orange's walking posture was not quite right. The last time he came here, his walking posture was lazy and domineering, but this time he raised his paw and licked it twice after walking a few steps. I don't know if it was a paw. Whether it's uncomfortable or something, I have to fiddle with it from time to time to be comfortable.

He quickly stepped forward to grab the fat orange, took a look at its licking paw, and found that there was a piece of broken glass embedded in the sole of the foot, which might have been stepped on when he ran out to play. There is a cut of about two centimeters on the skin, and the blood on the hair has been coagulated for an unknown amount of time.It has become a blood clot, and it will be broken into ashes when it is lightly crushed.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find the wound at all.

Jin Xingmao's eyes were filled with pity and love when he looked at the fat orange, and he played a voice call to Zhuang Qi without any hesitation. The man was busy with work, and saw that it was his call, would he answer it?From the bottom of my heart, Jin Xingmao didn't hold out much hope.

Surprisingly, the second ring rang and the phone was connected. After a beep and vibration, a deep voice came out of the receiver.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhuang Qi's tone was polite and distant.

"I just opened the door and found that your orange cat ran to my door again. I thought it went wrong again, so I was going to take it back, but I found a wound on its leg. I don't know when it was injured. The blood was solidified. Plus it had shards of glass in its meat pad."

The other end was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Where are you now?" The calm voice became sharp and tense after hearing that Fat Orange was injured.

"At home." Jin Xingmao answered quietly, looking down at the little guy in his arms.

Hanging up the phone, the phone interface quickly switched back to the WeChat chat dialog box. Zhuang Qi typed a line of words hesitantly, thought about it, and then deleted it cleanly. When he typed the word "Thank you" again and was about to send it, he suddenly saw the chat interface I don't know when the message was sent.

The fingers holding the phone tightened suddenly, and it seemed that the heart trembled twice.

—Brother, there is something I want to talk to you about.

Arrived at Ed's apartment as quickly as possible, and arrived at the door of Jin Xingmao's house according to the floor I remembered. When I thought of Fat Orange sneaking out of the house and getting hurt somewhere, I felt uncomfortable with a blockage in my heart and throat.

Now standing at the door of Jin Xingmao, I feel a little more cramped. This is the second time I have come to his house, and with all the memories, I am in a very different state of mind from the first time, so I am inevitably nervous.

He rang the doorbell, and Jin Xingmao opened the door very quickly. He stood at the door without any intention of inviting him into the room, but handed the fat orange, which was not in a good state of mind, to Zhuang Qi.

"Be careful with its left leg. You should send it to the pet hospital for treatment, otherwise it may affect its future life." The loose sleeveless sports vest was drooping, and he raised his hand slightly, revealing a creaking hole Under fair skin.

Zhuang Qi moved his eyes away, only feeling that the fundus of his eyes was hot, his throat was rolling and he hugged the fat orange tightly, worrying about its injury, but at the same time he was distracted and didn't know how to face Jin Xingmao and talk to him.

After a long silence, the endless words I wanted to say finally merged into a sincere "thank you".

Jin Xingmao raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise at his politeness and politeness, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was normal. After all, he had helped him, even if he couldn't see him anymore, he would say something out of politeness. Thanks.

But this attitude is much more sincere than before.

"You're welcome, it's easy to do. Your cat has come out twice and gone to the wrong place. You'd better check if there is any loophole in your home where it can get out. Only by finding the problem in time can we solve the root cause as soon as possible."

Zhuang Qi remembered that Fat Orange would run out of the house occasionally, but he could always find it back. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it, and asked Special Assistant Liu to deal with everything, so he ignored the fact that Fat Orange liked to leave home occasionally.

Now Fat Orange ran out of the house more and more times. If it wasn't for Jin Xingmao, maybe he would still not pay attention to this problem in the future. From this point of view, he is not a qualified host.

It is very dangerous for a pet to run out of the house. It may get lost, encounter a car accident, or be abused... Thinking that Fat Orange may have encountered something bad, Zhuang Qi regretted and annoyed.

"Thank you, I'll check it out when I get back." He was about to leave with the fat orange in his arms, but he stopped suddenly, and a tall figure stood at the door blocking most of the light.

The person who was about to leave suddenly stopped, Jin Xingmao stopped closing the door, and saw that Zhuang Qi seemed to have something to say.

However, 1 minute passed, Zhuang Qi didn't say anything, leaving an extremely indifferent back holding Fat Ju and quickly left.

Jin Xingmao felt baffled, and after closing the door, he couldn't help worrying about the little fat orange. When Zhuang Qi carried it away, it "meowed" softly at Jin Xingmao, which completely softened his heart, wanting to share with him Zhuang Qi sent it to the hospital together, but it was difficult to speak.

Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang suddenly.

The one who appeared on the screen was Zhuang Qi, holding the orange cat expressionlessly, going back and forth for some reason.

Jin Xingmao opened the door, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

As soon as the door opened, Zhuang Qi stared straight at Jin Xingmao, his gaze fell on his face with suppressed emotion, and then he glanced down at the shoes in his hand.

"are you available now?"

"Hmm, yes, what's the matter?"

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

The author has something to say: I feel the hard work and pain of the children chasing me, because the wife I chased, she!Also more!very slow!