The little milk cat is learning how to be a human being every day

"This is a thousand-year-old document unearthed in Dunhuang in the early years. It is called "The Lucky Book". Look at the back. It was used by the children at that time as a draft paper for drawing, and there are some children's signs on the side... ..."

Qiao Chuyi suddenly moved her ears, touched her belly, and leaned forward, only to see a few lifelike creatures drawn on the paper: this is a horse... this is a sheep... this is a snake... this is a big worm ...

One side of the paper is clearly written with some obscure and difficult historical records, while the back is full of innocence and childishness that is about to overflow.

Qiao Chuyi suddenly heard someone beside him say, "Ah, human cubs are really cute from ancient times to the present."

"This is the 1000-year cultural heritage of Chinese characters."

Qiao Chu looked intently at the ancient paper, his eyes were full of light, the golden lights of the museum shone into his eyes, the light flickered and was stained with gold.

No one saw his abnormality, and no one noticed that the tips of his ears were red.

He was thinking... In the future, when his baby is born and grows up, will he be like this ancestor when he was a child.

Resting on her short legs, holding a pen, she is doing such cute little movements crookedly.

Thinking of such a scene, Qiao Chuyi's nose suddenly felt sore, as if someone had pinched her, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

How could he know nothing, still drinking... and climbing the snow mountain... Was he almost, almost, going to lose this cub?

It's strange to say that when the palm is on top, I can't feel anything, but it seems to feel everything.

He has been waiting, waiting for his soul to leave this body, the waiting process is very helpless.

And now, with such a little monster staying in his stomach, it was like... having a bond with this world, as if he was really living here.

He suddenly missed Mr. Fu very much and wanted to talk to him.However, until now, he still has no way to contact Mr. Fu...

After the visit, Qiao Chuyi almost followed the people, and didn't pay attention to listening. He followed the crowd stupidly, and his mind was full of how to get that thing called a mobile phone that can talk.

After thinking about it all the way, after the sightseeing, everyone parted ways, and Qiao Chuyi almost immediately ran to the manager.

With his little hand in his pocket, he promised, but he couldn't open his mouth. He had nothing to exchange with his agent. He had no money, so how could he buy a mobile phone.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?" The manager looked at him as something wrong.

"I...I think..."

"Hey, little ancestor, what's the matter with you?"

"Well……"

After getting into the car and driving for several kilometers, Qiao Chuyi still didn't honestly explain what she was thinking about.

He planned many ways in his mind, such as doing something to sell, or performing something to earn some tips, he could pretend to cry and act cute.

But no matter which one, he found that he didn't know how to start doing it.

In the end, he could only ask a compromise, "Brother Zhang Da, I want to earn some money." Just ask if you don't understand, this is the biggest awareness of the little cat.

"Didn't Mr. Fu give you pocket money?" After speaking, the manager suddenly felt something was wrong, he didn't know how the two of them got along, in case it hurt people's self-esteem too much.

He added, "Tomorrow, after the recording of the show, you can get paid. But you are missing a lot of days. Although it was an accident, you still don't have as much money as originally agreed."

"You mean, do you mean I'm rich?!" Qiao Chuyi couldn't believe it. He obviously didn't seem to have paid anything, but he was tired during the time he practiced.

But he has no idea about money, "How much? Can I buy a mobile phone?"

The economic man never imagined that his financial situation would be so difficult. With someone like Mr. Fu, he still doesn't even have a mobile phone.

"Of course it is possible, but I will discuss the specific amount with Mr. Fu tomorrow."

Qiao Chu's intentions were lost in an instant, why did he still have to tell Mr. Fu, then eating his food, drinking his food and living in his home is like earning money and routinely paying rent and living expenses, it seems that there is no problem.

But he always felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that he didn't want to pay these things, but he felt awkward, and at the same time... still wanted some pocket money.

Qiao Chuyi lowered her eyelashes halfway, pitifully, reluctantly, went back to the car, took the blanket, and acted sulking to herself.

The agent coaxed him for a long time, but there was nothing he could do about it. When he returned to the hotel, he even deliberately lured this little greedy cat out of its shell with his usual favorite food.

But the effect was mediocre, Qiao Chuyi didn't even glance at the dried fish.

With one paw, he opened the small dried fish still dangling in front of him. Anyway, he still had a lot of them hidden, not missing this one.

Besides, Mr. Fu also has a lot in his drawer.The kitten didn't even finish eating, and the kitten didn't notice it. He had been raised so much that he even forgot to steal the canned food.

Silent all night.

The next day was still a live broadcast, and there was nothing new in the live broadcast, because it was the last day, and everyone just talked about their emotions as a routine, which made the live broadcast room unavoidably a little cold.

The kitten feels that it is the most tiring today, and it has to pretend to be pleasantly surprised while maintaining a smile. The muscles on its face are almost stiff from laughing.

In addition, this time, he will bring some products brought by the sponsors to sell. Qiao Chuyi, who has always been quiet, can only cry in his heart.

Fortunately, the program team knew him quite well, and made sufficient preparations in advance. They took the written draft and placed it in a place where the camera could not capture it. The projection was enlarged for them to read.

The illiterate cat used the meager knowledge left in his mind to overcome this link abruptly.It wasn't until the end that he realized that his back was wet with sweat.

At the end of the live broadcast, the team members finally had a certain period of unemployed time. During this period, agents were needed to find resources for them to allocate.

Zhang Da was not worried about Qiao Chuyi at all, after all, as long as Mr. Fu asked, he would have nothing to ask.

After Qiao Chuyi, Su Baili and the others looked back three times at each step and bid farewell reluctantly, the manager received a call from Mr. Fu's assistant.

He said that he brought him directly to Boss Fu's villa instead of going to the company, and arranged for a private doctor to take care of the young master's daily life after the whole process.

When Qiao Chuyi saw a familiar building, she was so excited that her hair was about to fly, and she turned around a few times.

After opening the car door, he jumped out of the car with a whoosh, and ran to the house in a hurry without realizing that he still had a cub in his belly.

"Ouch, little ancestor, don't run away! Walk slowly!" An exasperated agent was left beside the car in an instant.

When the agent followed up, he saw his small head leaning against the wall, his small chest trembling, his slender eyelashes trembling with his breathing, and in front of him was the gentle-faced Assistant President Fu.

"Mr. Fu... When will you come back?" The voice was soft, like a dumpling, and the unhappiness and grievances were clearly visible on that pretty face.

"Mr. Fu will be back later." The assistant thought, as for the time, it's hard to say, Mr. Fu has been really busy recently, and I don't know where the "dirty things" came from.

I always touch a little here and do a little bit there, hiding and refusing to show up, and several projects have been hindered.

Of course, he wouldn't say these things to the young master, after all, the young master wouldn't be able to help him.

"Oh……"

Qiao Chuyi continued to be unhappy again, and with a small face, went to find bad luck for the big cat at home.

Maybe when he was not at home, Mr. Fu hugged it several times, and he would feed it with small dried fish and small cans with his own hands every day. I don’t know if he would take it out for a walk.

As a result, cats and cats meowed one after another in the yard, which was not too tragic, but definitely very unpleasant.

Qiao Chuyi grabbed Xiaoguang's tail to prevent him from running away, so he wobbled at Xiaoguang's fleshy jiojio, muttering in his heart how he could grow so fat, while picking up the cat, four legs Staring up at that belly.

"Hmph, little cat."

"Mr. Fu doesn't like female cats, so don't try to draw his attention."

Xiaoguang is so innocent, Xiaoguang is so helpless, with his claws stretching and shrinking, he can't hit him, he can't kick him, he is meowing, hoping that some human being with a normal brain can save it.

Finally, the housekeeper who couldn't stand it anymore came to coax him away, "Young master, the kitchen has made fresh fish, steamed, delicious and delicious, do you want to try it?"

Qiao Chuyi licked the corner of his mouth, and finally put down the cat in his hand.

The cat was frightened, and as soon as it broke free, it immediately hid in the corner, as lifeless as if it had been raped by a bear child, and dared not come out again.

But after the bear boy ate the whole fish and wiped it clean, he saw that there was nothing in Xiaoguang's bowl, and he closed his mouth.

He touched his round stomach which was full of food, his eyes fluttered, and he sneaked over, looked left and right, and found that the servant was not around, opened a can very quickly, and added food to it.

The action was completed in one go, and ran back upstairs in a swift motion, ready to go to sleep.

By the time Fu Zhixiu came back, it was already late at night.

Qiao Chuyi fell asleep upstairs, so he could only wash up briefly downstairs, and went upstairs lightly.

Little did he know that Mao'er was always thinking about his Mr. Fu, and fell asleep much lighter than usual. When he heard the door opening, he woke up a little.

Opening his misty eyes, lying on the bed and seeing his tall and handsome man, he grinned undisguisedly, and said softly, "Mr. Fu...you're back?"

Qiao Chuyi softly stretched her arms out of the quilt, and stretched comfortably. The night was getting late, and even with the heating at a moderate temperature, the cat and cat still felt a little cold.

The kitten struggled for a few seconds, then got out of the quilt and sat up straight on the bed.

Just after falling asleep, her beautiful eyes gradually lit up, dazzling like crystals that suddenly shone brightly in the dark.

It seemed as if he was falling asleep and suddenly someone fed him a mouthful of sweets. When he woke up, his tone became very cheerful, and he repeated, "Mr. Fu..."