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

"Mr. Fu... don't do this..." On the instrument next to it, there is a frozen picture, a small white embryo is there.

This gave Qiao Chuyi a very absurd feeling, as if she was shameless in front of Zai Zai...

But his voice was very soft, and the tone of saying no sounded unconvincing at all, more like acting like a baby.

The hand pushing the man was also like the paws of a milk cat. It looked like it was baring its teeth, but in fact it was just softly scratching.

"I don't do anything, really." It's really not suitable for doing anything here, let alone a child's body, this time period is really not suitable for adult games.

He's just... just in love.

For him, his previous perception of the identity of his parents was nothing more than two healthy people who randomly had a ridiculous meeting, and when they had a relationship, they were born casually. Can not raise, can teach or not teach.

But now, he personally saw and felt that he will have a home soon.

He doesn't think he has the ability to understand true love, nor does he necessarily have the so-called dedication.

But the love he never got, he will give everything to this child.He wants this young embryo to grow up slowly and become better in love and freedom, instead of growing up in the day-to-day fear and struggle.

Mr. Fu, who has lived for more than [-] years and is a maverick, suddenly found a new belief.

The young man was clean and pure white as if soaked in a milk cup. Fu Zhixiu didn't use much strength, he had already pressed a red mark delicately, and with a few soft panting sounds, he was finally let go of the swollen swollen lips.

"You bastard!" Qiao Chuyi loved to shed tears too much, and when she gained strength, she scratched people one by one, muttering childish words like a turtle bastard is not a human being, and I will overthrow you sooner or later.

He read himself angrily, and slapped him without paying attention. The crisp voice made the cat tremble in fright.

He froze for a moment, he... did he just... hit Mr. Fu?

Looking at the other person's face also has a little red marks... It's over, it seems to be true...

Qiao Chuyi looked at the man's increasingly dangerous eyes, bit the bullet and leaned up to him, and lightly touched him, "Hurrurrup, the pain flew away."

He squeezed his little hands uneasily, peeking at the man's expression, he was not angry, nor scolded him or told him to go away.

"Come on, go home."

When Qiao Chuyi heard this, she instantly forgot the "violence" she had just encountered, Le Diandian got up, and when she wanted to run, she was dragged away, and her palm fell into the man's big hot hand.

"How many times have I said, don't run away, don't you have a memory?"

Sure enough, the bad-tempered Mr. Fu is the real one.

Suddenly, Qiao Chuyi's mood improved again, and she responded like a jerk, "Don't run, don't run..." Cats don't run, cats have food, drink, and shelter, only stupid cats run.

Fu Zhixiu took Qiao Chuyi with him and drove away, leaving a lonely assistant to take a taxi alone.

The "crazy" Fu Zhixiu even made a phone call on the way, asking his assistant to order a meal of several thousand yuan in the attic, and buy a meal of fresh roses to the villa by the way.

The assistant responded again and again. As an excellent worker, the first rule is not to contradict the boss, but he immediately spit after hanging up the phone. Looking at the Fu family old man who was still angry and furious beside him, he felt even more difficult.

Especially when ordering roses, he suffered a critical hit of [-] points.

In fact, the relationship between the boss and the boss's wife is getting better and better, and he looks very happy, but the person who caused the trouble has not been found yet, so why is Boss Fu thinking about taking the young master to a big meal.

Thinking of this gave me a headache. Just now, the police said they couldn't find anyone. On the way to follow the car, the police officers were blocked by pedestrians who rushed out for no reason.

However, the people who followed him on his side did not reply for a long time, wondering if something went wrong.

Adhering to the concept that Mr. Fu will not lose his high-paying job if nothing happens, after ordering the takeaway, the assistant dutifully contacted the security company and hired a few strong men to guard Mr. Fu and the young master.

Speaking of the young master, it seemed that the agent had just called in the morning, saying that someone had already arranged for an audition.

The other party's words are very vague, and it's just that you can tell that singing is not good, dancing is not allowed, and there is no sense of variety in variety shows. You only have a face that you can see. Try to spend some money to join the group and go As a vase or something.

It just so happened that a production team needed a second male lead recently, and the character design was just in line with Qiao Chu's intended appearance. The assistant took a responsible look at the script.

After passing the news, Mr. Fu, who was eating a delicious dinner, probably won't be able to see it for a while, so he lost his phone and went to sleep.

However, less than 10 minutes after lying down, he was called up by a phone call, and the very uncomfortable tone was on the other end of the microphone, "Is it cold enough to die for 10 minutes?"

"..." The animal was so helpless, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I..."

"My people don't want to be the second male lead, they only want to be the leading role. They don't need a kissing scene, and they need to play as much as they want."

"..." The assistant muttered in his heart, Mr. Fu, although you are the biggest benefactor of the young master's stardom, the biggest obstacle probably also belongs to you.

Don't you think these settings are too embarrassing? !ah? !

But even so, after conveying Mr. Fu's intentions to the agent, the other party immediately arranged the script and resources. As expected of Fu Entertainment's gold medal agent, his business ability is really reliable.

The next day, a certain clingy cat was "smashed" by a large bag of luggage before it could get tired of its man.

Before nine o'clock in the morning, a nanny's car drove into the villa, and ruthlessly dragged away Qiao Chuyi, who was still hanging on Mr. Fu's body, staring at her beautiful eyes and howling like she was about to kill a cat.

The kitten pretended to cry very seriously, looking at people with round pupils, just like a good boy, he slammed on the car door, "Mr. Fu... can I still see you? I won't go, okay?"

Will the cat litter be taken over by other cats after I come back?So will it be abandoned?What should I do if I abandon him? Is the cub in his belly going to wander with him?

If there is no dried fish to eat, cat food is fine, but if the new big cat in the house deliberately grabs cat food from it, will it have to eat leftovers?

Can he just pick up the trash can?It doesn't matter, but the key is what to do with the cub in the stomach?If you are malnourished, will you die within a few days after birth?

No, maybe Mr. Fu is so powerful that he can make the new big cat have cubs the next day.

Then this cub, will he be left out in the cold, and go to pick up the trash can with him?

Fu Zhixiu didn't know how complicated the child's inner drama was, so he consciously ignored the first question that was so stupid that he couldn't do it, "No."

Qiao Chuyi squeezed her fingers tightly, seeing the man's determined look, the more she thought about it, the more she felt annoyed, as if the sentence "No" is similar to "I'm looking for another cat".

Why are humans deciding their fate? !

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Before the other party could say anything, he turned around and pointed his butt at him, muttering, "Humph!"

Fu Zhixiu narrowed his eyes shallowly, stood viciously, and enjoyed the whole process from reluctance to petty temper, and felt weak again by his humming.

Qiao Chuyi got into the car crookedly, and closed the door with a grunt, leaving the back of his head for someone to taste.

But when the car really drove, he was flustered again, his eyes widened in the car, his head was about to move, thinking that if he didn't look back, he wouldn't be able to see people, and at the same time, he was thinking how could he look back at the scumbag .

Such thoughts tossed and tossed in his heart, and finally when the view of Fu's villa disappeared from the rearview mirror, he opened his small mouth.

Okay, I won't see Mr. Fu for several days...

At this time, the place he was being driven to was a film studio. There were many filming crews and extras in the film studio these days.

But none of the big guys seemed to show up, so when Qiao Chuyi, a pretty little guy, got out of the car, he really attracted a lot of people's attention and scrutiny.

A good-looking face and figure are a godsend for her success in the entertainment industry.Even if they don't have any acting skills, there are still a bunch of fans shouting from the bottom.

Some people even discovered with sharp eyes that this is actually the starlet who has been on the headlines for a while!

"Joe... Qiao Chuyi, it seems to be him!" A group performer shouted out directly.

"Why did he come here? Didn't he come to audition?"

"That's not going to work. It's a boy group. The boy group doesn't sing and dance, so come here to act?"

"There are gossip that there is a disagreement within their boy group..."

"..."

"..."

Qiao Chuyi blinked her eyes and listened for a long time with her ears pricked up. Half-believing and half-believing, she wanted to move over and ask who was in disagreement with whom, so that he could send something over.

A kitten like him doesn't mind the one that Mr. Fu raised when he was a child.

"Who and whom are you talking about?" the silly little cat approached and asked.

The two melon-eaters fell silent in an instant, and were so embarrassed that they could dig a hole in place.

They are all group performers who earn a living. If it is true that Qiao Chuyi and President Fu have some ulterior secrets, as the netizens said, they will be banned for gossiping.

But the manager saw that he was still dawdling, and even hooked up with other staff members to speak, and dragged him away on the spot, "I said, young master, can you stop being so curious."

"Oh."

The new play is a brainless web script called "There's a Monster in Dew", and the key word is dog blood.

[The author has something to say: Naming is always so random...

Guess the original name of the cat with a prize

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