All the stars want to be my owner

Ah this.

The people in the office receded quickly like the tide, and only Xiao Ling who was still holding the kitten's right paw was left silently bearing the pressure of death from ahead.

what……

Xiaoling stood up quickly, but his fingers held the kitten's paw pad reluctantly, thinking uncertainly:

I haven't had time to speak just now, so it should be safe... right?

His Majesty walked forward indifferently, as if he hadn't heard their "rebellious" discussions at all.

Standing still in front of Xiao Ling, His Majesty looked at him quietly for a while, and then asked inscrutablely, "Wang Ling?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Ling subconsciously stood up straight, maintaining his posture when he represented the Propaganda Department.

Wow--

Although there was no sound, the brainwaves of the people in the Propaganda Department reached a perfect consensus at this moment!

Xiao Wang is about to get rich!

Even the director, who has suffered a lot and even started to go bald, has a little relief in his eyes at this moment.

The young man Xiao Ling has always been able to work.Although he was transferred by His Majesty for a period of time before, it was not an affirmation of his own business after all, and he would be replaced by others at any time.

Now that he has finally earned his name with His Majesty, the road ahead will not be too difficult...Go?

and many more.

The director was relieved to the end, and his eyes suddenly became subtle.

It seems that the last task that Xiaoling reported to His Majesty was also related to cats?

His Majesty gave no further instructions.

After getting Xiaoling's action, he turned his eyes away from the former's face, looked down at the kitten, and stretched out his palm to invite: "Jojo, come."

There was a hint of doubt in Xiaoling's eyes.

Is it his illusion?Why did he feel that His Majesty called his name just to make him let go of the cat's claws? !

His colleagues also posed questions of the soul.

However, no one dared to say.

Only the little cat turned its head, raised its big butt and put it down again, perfectly leaving His Majesty with a back view without showing any face.

Even, as if fighting against the fire, the little cat raised its paws, trying to pull Xiao Ling's suit pants, and looked at him with round and watery eyes.

"Woooooo~"

brother ling~

Although His Majesty's expression did not change, the pressure Xiao Ling was facing was increasing exponentially!

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the colleagues who had shrunk their necks but still couldn't help but poke their heads to watch the excitement. Xiao Ling silently put his fingers close to the seam of his trousers, trying to protect himself by standing in a military posture and avoiding the kitten's coquettish attack .

Ah, this magical possessiveness—

Is this still their ruthless majesty? !

The onlookers were amazed.

The fluffy white cat is still unwilling to give up, the whole cat is leaning towards Xiao Ling, even its tail flickers, looking very excited.

But before Xiao Ling was desperate, Moore calmly pressed the kitten's head with his fingertips.

"Jojo, aren't you hungry? It's time to eat."

Well.

With her head held down by her fingertips, it was inconvenient for Qiaoqiao to move left and right, so she could only raise her neck, and the whole cat's head was thrown back.

His smooth hair made it impossible for the fixed fingertips to use any strength, so they could only follow his movements, from the top of the head, forehead, bridge of the nose, to the pink but wet tip of the nose.

The sudden wet feeling overlapped with the kitten's breathing air, giving Moore a wonderful feeling, as if something was tickling his heart, tempting him to press his fingertips against the wet, vicious bully. brat.

But Qiao Qiao seemed to feel his imminent move, so he just touched his finger lightly with the tip of his nose, and then withdrew.

Then, taking advantage of the owner's distraction, the little kitten flicked its big tail, whimpered with a fierce big mouth, and quickly bit the finger with evil intentions!

The nearest Xiao Ling's eyelids twitched, and the colleagues around him exclaimed:

"His Majesty!"

The director's expression changed drastically, and he hurried forward to check on His Majesty's injuries.

Waving to stop their movements, Moore looked down at Jojo.

This was the second time he was bitten after returning to the palace, but just like the previous time, the kitten looked very fierce, but in fact it didn't use much force.

Rather than biting, it's better to say... holding?

"Woooooo!"

Qiao Qiao didn't know that his threat had lost its effectiveness, and he was still pretending to be fierce.

The owner is dead!

It used to be like this, when I first met Maomao, I used to touch people and suck my stomach!

Maomao came back to develop his own business, not to be greedy, entangled, flattering and offering good things to you!

Don't press other people's noses!Hate!

Rua's belly and head touching are extra money!

The little kitten was biting, and made a reproachful "ahàahá" sound in its mouth. With its half-opened eyes, it looked very aggrieved.

... The mouth is flat and wants to be touched.

Restraining his messy thoughts, Moore coughed lightly and decided to coax the cat first.

"It's true, I specially prepared fish and yogurt, doesn't Jojo like it?"

Huh?

Qiaoqiao loosened his teeth in doubt, and the big tail that was spread on the ground shook slightly.

Is there fish and yogurt?

...That's not why I can't forgive you.

Qiao Qiao loosened his teeth graciously, making everyone in the circle heave a sigh of relief.

Then they reacted with hindsight:

Robots shouldn't attack their masters, right?

Even though he didn't bite, couldn't bite, and there wasn't even a white mark on Moore's fingers, Jojo still licked him twice with his soft little tongue.

I still need to comfort you when the fierceness is over, Maomao knows it!

Qiao Qiao's comforting mood was very sincere, even exerting force on the small thorn in the middle of her little tongue.

With the rustling touch brought by the licking of the small thorn, Moore shrank his little finger, and then quietly clenched his hand into a fist.

"Then, let's go?" His Majesty's tone was a little helpless, and even a hint of coaxing, "If it's later, the food will be removed."

How can this work? !

Qiao Qiao's eyes widened immediately, and his ears were straightened up.

I haven't eaten yet!

The kitten hurriedly jumped off the table, with its big tail drooping, and ran to the door, completely abandoning the tool man beside the table.

Moore coughed lightly, but did not leave in a hurry.

He re-examined Xiao Ling, and then asked, "Were you taking care of Qiao Qiao before?"

Shocked by the previous scene, Xiao Ling was about to stutter, and it took a while for Xiao Ling to say: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"You did a good job." Moore nodded calmly, "but you still have to focus on your job."

"You are the person in the Publicity Department who knows Qiao Qiao best, and your business skills just happen to match." Moore turned to look at the director, "Leave Qiao Qiao's live broadcast promotion plan to him."

After all, the director is a person who has experienced great things. When Xiao Ling was still in a daze, he calmly stopped the work for him.

Moore wanted to say something more, but the kitten waiting at the door was already impatient.

Qiao Qiao drooped her eyes and called fiercely:

Let's go, let's go!Don't let cats wait for you anymore!

With a light cough, Moore nodded to the director, and left with the kitty without him seeing him off.

After His Majesty left the corridor and the pressure in the Propaganda Department returned to normal, a small-scale discussion broke out in the Propaganda Department.

The content is all about the relationship between the kitten and His Majesty.

Only Xiao Ling maintained his military posture and stood in the noise for 5 minutes before he woke up.

He slammed onto the chair, his face was full of frustration: "Your Majesty... are you telling me to stay away from cats?"

As soon as he said this, the colleagues in the office surrounded him sympathetically.

"If you want to be more open, can you still snatch cats with His Majesty?"

"That's right, no matter how much you feed it, it's someone else's cat!"

"Hey, brother, at worst, I will reluctantly lend you the doraemon I reserved for a few days, and return it to me when you recover from your injuries."

Xiao Ling turned a deaf ear to the last suggestion.

Are you kidding me, robots are comparable to real cats?

As one of the insiders, the director shook his hand indifferently.

"Your Majesty has directly entrusted you with the promotion of cats, and there will be plenty of opportunities to connect with you in the future." The director patted Xiao Ling on the shoulder, drawing enough hatred for him, "Young man, work hard!"

The onlookers immediately lost their colleagues.

"It's gone. Some people have a good career and a good relationship. Let's comfort them."

"I'm so sour. Some people will never touch cats again, and some people will be favored by cats and even His Majesty. Is this a public enemy? This is a public enemy!!"

Looking at the indifferent colleagues who dispersed, Xiao Ling couldn't laugh or cry.

Can he say that this live broadcast promotion is really like His Majesty finding a job for him so that he has no time to feed the cats!

he can not.

...And this makes him sound like a third party who seduces Mao Mao.

Forget it, the work that needs to be done is always done.

Anyway, this time I planned a live broadcast for Maomao.

Xiaoling took pleasure in bitterness, and picked up the coffee resignedly.

For Qiao Qiao, live broadcast planning is still far away from him.

In his few live broadcast careers, there is no concept of "behind the scenes team" for the time being:

When he was wandering in the university town, he could eat and drink as long as he appeared on camera;

When he arrived at Interstellar, during the short three-day live broadcast, he only needed to wander around.

Even at a deeper level, Kitty has no idea how many fans he has and how to gather them.

Now Jojo is concentrating on——

cooked rice!

cooked rice!

cooked rice!

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

If it wasn't for Moore's constant observation of his food intake, worrying that he had eaten too much, and quickly removing the leftover plates, Qiao Qiao would definitely have eaten all the dishes on the table today.

When you are full, you should sleep.

The sky is also a little gloomy at the moment.

It took him an afternoon to coax the cat, and the important work was done in the morning.Finishing work early today doesn't seem like a difficult decision.

As a workaholic who often works overtime and even sleeps in the conference hall, Moore has never returned to the bedroom so early.

But it wasn't until one person and one cat stood at the door of the bedroom and pushed open the door of the bedroom that he really realized one thing:

In his heart, Qiao Qiao was already more important than some ordinary official duties.

However, Moore smiled again when he saw the kitten happily jumping onto his little bed, rolling over and over on it, even forgetting to maintain his belly.

He deserves it, doesn't he?