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

Mao'er didn't understand why this person wanted to come to him, and he couldn't understand why he shouldn't hang on to Wia, and what else to monitor, but he obviously understood one thing: Jiang Shuyue knew the former Qiao Chuyi.

The cool wind blows along the rain from the outside of the corridor, and hits the raincoat in bursts, which upsets the cat.

Qiao Chuyi's eyelids slightly closed, trying to cover up the flustered emotions inside, meeting Jiang Shuyue was like a wake-up call, waking up the warning bell that he was actually taking on someone else's life.

But when he raised his head again, Mao'er had regained his composure, pretending to be at ease, and said, "I see." It seemed that he still felt so dry, so he added, "Thank you."

This time, the person who was stunned was replaced by Jiang Shuyue, "They said, you have changed a lot, unexpectedly, it is true."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Mao'er heard a very small squeak, like the sound of deliberately flipping a page, and the strange man in front of him was breathing randomly.

"It's raining, the signal is not good." Jiang Shuyue opened his mouth, as if someone was talking to him.

"Wia's done." He stated almost calmly, but he took a look at Qiao Chuyi, "Well, go back now." After speaking, he really walked away.

Qiao Chuyi boldly grabbed him, even if Mao Mao was not deeply involved in the world, he could tell whether it was well intentioned or not.Seeing Jiang Shuyue turning his head to look at him, he opened his mouth, wanting to thank him with his lips.

But before he had time to express it, he saw the pupils of the other party shrank, almost as if he was stuck in time, and reached out to touch his jacket pocket.

Something was taken out, and it was thrown into the pool a few meters away with lightning speed.

With a bang, Qiao Chuyi saw almost at the same instant that the phone screen he had been waiting for for a long time finally turned on.

But the light followed the parabola and was smashed into the water so hard that it couldn't even catch the slightest ringing of the bell...

Before he even had time to scream, the other party forcibly covered his mouth again.

How could this be……

Mr. Fu finally called...

How can I just hang up like this...

The sound of rushing rain, the sound of heart beating, and even a little voice of people talking in the distance... The cat finally regained its full consciousness during this process.

He almost exhausted his strength to push away the person who was covering his mouth, without even putting on the cap of his raincoat, he ran into the world full of rain.

The rainwater splashed wet his trousers, it was only a distance away, and the tips of his hair were all wet.

The pool was not deep, but the cell phone was in the middle. Without thinking about it, he lifted his legs and collapsed into it.

When picking it up, the cat shook it, trying to shake the water out, but did not hear the sound of the phone being filled with water.

I wanted to wipe it off the clothes on my body, only to find that my clothes were the same as this phone, there was no dry spot, it was all wet.

Mao'er didn't know that it was all like this, whether the mobile phone could still be used, and immediately panicked, grabbed the corner of the clothes and squeezed, and was instantly wet by the rain.

Jiang Shu looked at him almost as if he was in a daze, and regardless of other things, he dragged the man back from the pool. There was no doubt that he was resisted, but Mao'er's little strength was not worth mentioning at all.

Carrying him back into the corridor, Jiang Shuyue realized that he seemed to be crying, his eyes were red, his mouth was pursed, and his whole body was trembling.He took off his coat and covered it up.

"You bastard!" Qiao Chuyi tightly grasped the opponent's arm with her fingers, panted a few times, and complained tremblingly, "...Why did you throw my things?!"

"I……"

"I want to go back...go back..." Qiao Chuyi didn't blame him anymore, he just wanted to make the phone work.

"Okay, I'll take you back." Jiang Shuyue watched him lose his temper halfway, and was shaking the phone again. For no reason, he seemed to see them like them from the eyes of old friends whom he hadn't seen for a long time. What people lack...emotion.

The cat was picked up, and it was not far to go back to the room. His breathing was disordered and his nose was sore, but the familiar smell of pheromone was not around him, and the cat couldn't let go of his vigilance.

But he couldn't stop the tears from his eyes, it was all bad.Now the limbs of this body are still shaking, and the hand holding the mobile phone is also shaking.

Just around the corner is his room. I didn't expect that there was a man squatting on the ground over there.

is a broker.

"Joe?" The light was a bit dim, the manager patted his knees, stood up, and asked this side with some uncertainty.

Qiao Chuyi was put down very carefully, before he even had time to stand still, he hastily pushed away the hands of the people behind him, and ran over whimpering, "Brother Zhang Da..."

"Oh, what's the matter?" After seeing the person clearly, the agent found that the child's face was covered with wet marks.

Qiao Chuyi's face was a little pale, like a piece of white paper soaked in water, her slender fingers tightly gripped the phone, and said in distress, "It's not on...it won't turn on when Mr. Fu calls ..."

He spoke incoherently, his eyes were obviously red, he was really uncomfortable, and even began to feel pain in his whole body.

"It's okay, it's okay, just buy another one. Mr. Fu asked me to come and take a look, as long as he's okay." The manager saw that he was wet all over, and there was an Alpha who just met behind him, not to mention how bad it was. Confused, he took him back to the house to change clothes while coaxing him.

As soon as Qiao Chuyi heard Mr. Fu's name, her mood became even more depressed from the confusion.

The room was heated, and the manager wanted to turn around to thank the guests, but Jiang Shuyue had disappeared at the door.He had to close the door and go to put the baby in the bath water.

"Don't be dazed, be careful, what are you going to do on a rainy day? Make yourself like this."

Qiao Chuyi was urged into the bathroom, turned the faucet to the hot water side, and put her hands under the warm water to wash.

The heat came to his heart, and only then did he feel a slight pain in his abdomen. He took the hot towel handed over, and gently stuck it on his abdomen.

"Go to Bubble first, I'll wait for you outside."

The water was warm, and it washed away the chill in Qiao Chuyi's body. The sound of the rain still rang in his ears, and he felt that he was indeed too willful.

Sure enough, on rainy days, he shouldn't go out no matter if it's the cold water pipes or the warm room.

He was taking a shower inside, when the manager outside answered the phone, "Hey Mr. Fu, good evening... Oh yes, he's back."

The isolation of the homestay bathroom is very secretive, much better than those star-rated hotels outside, at least not with glass doors.

But the sound was intermittent. The cat had just spit bubbles in the water, and this time when he heard the sound, he pawed at the edge of the bathtub, ready to eavesdrop with all his attention.

"It's just that the mobile phone is broken. I checked and it was flooded. I cried so sadly."

Qiao Chuyi swayed his legs in the water, causing a burst of moderate ripples, thinking that he wasn't crying, it was rain, so what's the matter with shutting down his cute kitty.

"Well... I will pass it on."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, it's because I didn't take good care of him. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Qiao Chuyi guessed that the opposite party must be training someone.He could think of what Mr. Fu would say, for example, in his usual cold tone, with eyebrows raised: Did you see the rain?Who taught you to roll in the rain on a rainy day? !

What a stupid, stupid cat.

"Oh yes, it was Jiang Shuyue who sent him back."

"What pose? This..."

Qiao Chuyi didn't quite understand the last two sentences. He was obviously not a single-celled creature, but at this moment he couldn't understand why Jiang Shuyue sent him back, the manager's voice became lower and lower, with little hesitation...

"Okay, Mr. Fu, I will pay attention to it, and make sure that they will not have any interaction except for work in the future."

Qiao Chuyi was confused. Mr. Fu is... wanting to restrict his friendship?

Although it is unbelievable to think about it, if I am disobedient and hand in some weird cats outside, will Mr. Fu handcuff himself and lock him in the room every day...

Don't give him food or drink, and only when he admits his mistake is he willing to give him a hug?This... no matter how you think about it, it's quite exciting...

When he came out of the bathroom, his face was covered with a thin layer of pink, knowing that he had made a mistake, he obediently moved to the bed and waited to be punished.

His head was a little dizzy, and his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing. If it wasn't for the manager standing beside him, he would probably have fallen asleep as soon as he could lie down.

Moods change quickly in just a few hours.

Seeing him so sleepy, the economic man thought he would have a good talk tomorrow, so he asked people to cover up the quilt quickly. It was so late that it was time to rest. By the way, he turned up the heat and closed the door. He stood at the door for a while, After confirming that the shallow breathing sound became stable, he left.

Despite the adequate heating, Qiao Chuyi developed a low fever at night.

As a cat, it is not particularly easy to get sick. After all, for a stray cat, if it does not have a slightly stronger body, it is easy to die in the wild.

But since coming into this body, the frequency of getting sick is ridiculously high, as if the body knows that he is a foreigner and refuses to cooperate easily.

Even though this low-grade fever was caused by himself...

The heater in the room was quite warm, but he still felt cold.His eyelids were heavy, he felt that it was very difficult to breathe, and there seemed to be a hard object in his throat, which made him unable to make a sound no matter how hard he tried.

Fortunately, the low-grade fever came late, and my mind was chaotic, but it was the staff of the film crew who had carried it to knock on the door.Someone seemed to call his name for a long time, but there was no response before opening the door.

Qiao Chuyi felt dizzy with dry mouth and tongue, and his consciousness was not clear enough to hear what the people next to him were saying. Then someone took a warm towel and stuck it on his forehead.

It was at this moment that he felt a soft flesh on the back of his neck, and because of his fever, a little smell overflowed, and the faint aroma penetrated into his nasal cavity along the air.

He opened his eyes blankly, blinked and blinked, licked his somewhat dry lips, and sobbed slightly.