Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story

Pei Zhen really had nothing to say about Fu Sichen's kindness to his parents.

Fu Sichen remembers festivals or birthdays better than his own son.Even Pei Zhen's own mother said that Pei Zhen probably found it in the trash.

Knock too much.

Fu Sichen hung up the phone and was tearing up the package to pour out the cat food.

The man is 1.9 meters tall, tall and straight.At this moment, the suit jacket was rolled up on the elbow, and there was a small protrusion on the exposed wrist, which was quite sexy.

Looking up, it was against OK's tense chin, the lip line was slightly tightened, and his expression was very focused.

cough cough.

Feeling that he had been staring at it for a long time, Pei Zhen looked away uncomfortably, and looked down at the marble floor. For the first time, he recognized Fu Sichen's good looks.

Hmph, I have good eyesight, and the fateful opponents I pick are all so good!

"Hungry?" Fu Yingdi, who had no idea what the cat owner was thinking, came over squatting on the cat bowl, squatted down, "I'll give you something to eat with a meow."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered what Pei Zhen said earlier, and he smiled, "Call me Dad."

What?

Pei Zhen raised her head in disbelief, her cat's eyes widened and she wished she could kick Fu Sichen!

The anger on his face was so obvious.

Fu Sichen was stunned for a moment, and somehow thought of Pei Zhen.

The cat that the boy rescued had a kind of honey-like virtue with him.

Of course, this idea was quickly vetoed by Fu Sichen. He felt that his emotions must have fluctuated too much, and now he had this illusion.

In the end, he stopped teasing the cat, and Fu Sichen put the cat's bowl in the cage.

The high-quality cat food is afraid that the cat owner will not be used to eating it, so I also specially put a lot of cat snacks.

But as soon as Fu Sichen put the food bowl in, the cat owner kicked down the food bowl unceremoniously as if he had been stabbed!

I don't eat cat food, you bastard!

After turning over the cat bowl, Pei Zhen immediately lowered his head, not wanting to pay attention to Fu Sichen.

He is in a bad mood.

He is tired.

From a living person to a cat, not only that, but also bought back by a deadly rival to raise it in captivity, it is really embarrassing!

Go to sleep.

Maybe when I wake up, I realize it was just a dream.

The white Persian cat turned around, pointed its butt at Fu Yingdi, then lay down, curled up into a ball, and closed its eyes on its own.

Fu Sichen was a little annoyed.

It's rare for the film king, who has never touched the sun with his fingers, to do the housework of serving... the cat, but in the end his intentions were ruined so badly.

"Heh." Fu Sichen stood up, proudly looking down at the hairball in the cage, "Would you like to eat it or not."

If it wasn't for the fact that the kid rescued the cat with all his might, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

Cats and the like are really annoying.

Fu Sichen still cared more about Pei Zhen than the awkward Persian cat.After changing his clothes, he took the car keys and left.

The hall door slammed shut without much force, but Pei Zhen still woke up.

Anesthesia or anything like that doesn't do much for the animal's sensitivity at all.

It was dark all around, the curtains beside the floor-to-ceiling windows were not fully drawn, and some lights still poured in, forming a small halo of light.

"Goo-"

His stomach growled relentlessly, reminding Pei Zhen that it was time to eat.But no matter how attractive the scent of cat food exudes, he can't eat it.

Rubbing her hungry stomach, Pei Zhen looked up at the cage.

Thanks to the cat's night vision ability, he easily found the cage switch.