The president is a snake maniac

The little yellow cat on Dad's lap makes a purring sound in its throat when it is comfortable, which is very similar.

Wen Xiaomao groaned for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What if I never give it to you?"

Zhuang Qin was stunned, and sneered: "Can a living person be suffocated by urine? I won't look for others."

"Then you will give me the money I gave you to design the house?" Wen Xiaomao seemed shrewd at this time.

Zhuang Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he squeezed his hand hard, and was satisfied to see the person in his arms twisting his facial features and yelling: "I've missed you for losing money, here you are, you won't miss a single penny."

"Well... that's good." Kitty Wen nestled in again, and he kicked his feet, "Don't push too hard, it hurts."

Nima, what the hell is serving the uncle, I have nothing to do and invited an ancestor back!

Zhuang Qin let out a long breath: "Don't worry, I won't let you hurt, let you shout out happily!"

He is completely helpless now.