Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Jingshu wanted to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, got up in a daze, and wanted to go to the toilet, almost fell out of bed, and woke up from the fright. As a cat, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to see clearly in the dark The problem.

Wen Jingshu was lying on the edge of the bed, looking at the ground which was not too high but not too short for a small milk cat, then turned his head to look at Hua Zhirong who had closed his eyes and was so sleepy, carefully He stretched out his nails and hooked the bed sheet, turned his butt on his stomach, and slid down a little bit.

He remembered seeing the cat litter in the living room just now. After he went to the toilet, he wiped himself clean, and ran back to Huazhirong's room unsteadily. Fortunately, Huazhirong didn't close the door today, otherwise he would still I don't know how to get in and out.

"Where did you go?" As soon as Wen Jingshu entered the room, he saw that Hua Zhirong had got up, turned on the light, ran out of bed and picked him up, muttering, and carefully checked Is there any problem with the kitten?

Sometimes he would hear those people in the office chatting, and from time to time, he would think of the little pets at home. An employee raised a little hamster, and it sneaked out of the cage to play outside in the winter, but it was frozen to death.

The kitten in his family is still such a small one, it should not be much bigger than a hamster, it is so weak, and the weather is so cold, so it just ran out like this, what if... what if... it freezes to death!

Thinking of this, Hua Zhirong's expression became more serious. He looked at the little milk cat and said, "Don't run around anymore, or you will freeze to death."

Wen Jingshu: ...

The air conditioner here is well turned on, why do you say that, it is very warm from the inside to the outside, Wen Jingshu lowered his head and decided to give up thinking about Huazhirong's brain circuit, and obediently admit his mistake.

Hua Zhirong nodded, it makes sense.

Hua Zhirong held the little milk cat and decided to continue to sleep. By the way, he checked what the little milk cat was doing. He carefully rummaged through Wen Jingshu's fur and paws, trying to find some clues.

Wen Jingshu wiped it clean, but still accidentally left a grain or two of sand.

So he watched Hua Zhirong's expression become more and more serious, and then slowly transformed into surprise-surprise-ecstasy.

His cat is indeed a genius!He is still so young, although he has not been taught, but he has already learned the skill of using cat litter without a teacher, so he took another big mouthful, and even rubbed the little kitten, flattered: "Sleep! .”

Hua Zhirong put the cat back to the pillow, and gave Wen Jingshu a full body massage before going to bed, touching it from top to bottom, even refusing to let go of the tip of the tail. He buried his paws and closed his eyes.

The next day, after Hua Zhirong fed Wen Jingshu breakfast, she found a small box from nowhere and covered it with soft bedding, and Wen Jingshu was put into the box just like that.

Cats always have a natural love for things like boxes. He curled up in a ball contentedly. Hua Zhirong diligently found the necessary supplies for cats and took them to the car. He even fixed the box. This time Wen Jingshu was finally able to sit still, and slept soundly all the way.

Different from the bumpy feeling on the car, Wen Jingshu always felt like he was being hung in the sky. Although he tried his best to maintain his balance, he was still swaying, and the sound of the car beside his ears became Hearing the human voice, he opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself in a bag, and there were a lot of cat supplies piled up under the box where he slept.

He looked up again, and saw Hua Zhirong's hand holding the plastic bag tightly.

The plastic bag is opaque white, and he can only see a small piece above, most of which are Huazhirong's shoulders and chin, and occasionally someone else's chin, but listening to what they said Knowing that Hua Zhirong brought him to work.

For example, these people will say "Good morning, chairman.", "Hello, chairman Hua." and so on, stimulating the heart of a cat who is just a powerless and deprived of human rights.

Hua Zhirong doesn't like other people staying in the same room with him, so his secretary works outside and rarely comes in unless he has something to call someone or something urgent.

Wen Jing Shu Huazhi took it out of the plastic bag, and only then did he see the whole picture of the entire office. The only impression he had was: big and simple.

"Are you awake?" Hua Zhirong tapped the kitten's nose, Wen Jingshu stretched out his tongue and licked it, his two little paws rested on the edge of the box, it looked cute and cute, and even let out a soft cry A "meow~"

"Cough, you stay here for a while, I'll help you sort out everything." Hua Zhirong didn't care if Wen Jingshu, a cat, could understand or not, she finished talking to him seriously, and then went to sort out the things in the plastic bag Yep, Wen Jingshu was picking at the box like this to watch him take out everything, everything from cat litter to cat food, and even toys. It's useless.

"Do you want to pee?" When Hua Zhirong said this, his expression was calm. After all, he thought that Wen Jingshu was just a cat, and at most he was a little smarter than other cats.

But Wen Jingshu still finds it weird. After all, he hasn't left the world of cultivating immortals for a long time. He always feels that Hua Zhirong is still the little monk with a fairy air, and then the little monk asked him with a natural expression: "Do you want to pee?" ?”

Wen Jingshu shook his head, shaking the brain out.

Hua Zhirong naturally didn't think it was his cat saying that he didn't want to pee. How could a cat really understand what he was talking about?

Hua Zhirong took the cat out of the box and put it beside the cat litter.

Wen Jingshu looked at the cat litter, then at Hua Zhirong, Hua Zhirong propped his chin, looking at him frankly, with a very interested look on his face.

Wen Jingshu looked at him firmly for a while, trying in vain to make Hua Zhirong a little more self-aware, don't peek at other cats going to the toilet like this, even cats have dignity.

But no matter how much Hua Zhirong likes Wen Jingshu, it is impossible to match the brainwaves of a cat, and poked him: "Hurry up, can't you go to the bathroom?"

Wen Jingshu succumbed. He followed the example of other cats, pawing at the cat litter twice, squatting on it, facing Hua Zhirong, with Hua Zhirong's strong gaze, after using the toilet, his little fart As soon as Fart left the cat litter, Hua Zhirong picked him up, flipped his tail, and wiped him clean with a tissue.

Wen Jingshu, who didn't have time to respond: ...

"Okay, let's go to bed." Hua Zhirong shaved the kitten's furry face, feeling good.