Fu Sichen was not in a high mood. Logically speaking, Pei Zhen should feel comfortable.
In fact, Pei Zhen somehow overcame his laziness, walked out of the cat cage, jumped up quickly, and immediately nestled next to Fu Sichen.
He used too much force when jumping, and the cat's body stuck to Fu Sichen's thigh. He didn't know whether it was due to psychological effects, but Pei Zhen always felt that the temperature of their contact was a bit high.
Why, he wanted to keep some distance.
But if he retreats again, will Fu Sichen be even more sad? Not only will he be kicked, but the cat will also dislike him? But why should he think so much about him
Pei Zhen, who was lying down, seemed calm, but his heart was filled with panic. Before he could finish hesitating whether to leave, the doorbell rang.
Thank God.
Pei Zhen acted frightened, stood up, and took this opportunity to quietly move a little distance.
Fu Sichen stroked the cat and then stood up to open the door.
The one who came over was Fu Sichen's manager, Wang Youquan.
Brother Quan was carrying vegetables in his left hand, meat in his right hand, and carrying a whole bag of cat litter on his back. He was panting and glared at Fu Sichen as if he was facing the enemy who killed his father.
"Thank you." He took the vegetables and meat easily and directed Wang Youquan to carry the cat litter in. Fu Sichen then issued an eviction order, "You can leave now."
"Wait a minute." Wang Youquan looked tall and powerful, with bulging muscles under his white shirt. His aura was completely destroyed when he opened his mouth, and he was too gentle. "Fu Sichen, have some conscience, please be a human being."
Wang You has some problems with his whole voice, but it has been fine these past few years. Earlier, even if I didn't look at him and just listened to his voice, I thought he was a woman.
But even though he's feeling better now, his tone is as gentle as ever, and he can't get angry no matter how angry he is.
Fu Sichen sneered and rewarded the agent with two dollars: "Erranding fee. Mineral water is sold in the mall downstairs."
"Tsk." There were two steel dices spread out in his palm. Although Wang Youquan disliked them, he still accepted them. He ignored Fu Sichen's mood and closed the door, "Do you really have a cat?"
Fu Sichen had a real bruise on his chin and a few scars on his arms. Wang Youquan reluctantly forgave him for delaying the announcement.
"Yes." Fu Sichen took the vegetables and meat into the kitchen, and asked the people to do it one by one, "Pour the cat litter into the cage."
In the end, Wang Youquan was too soft-hearted. After muttering twice, he accepted his fate and picked up the cat litter.
As he got closer, he saw the Persian cat on the sofa.
Pure white, without a trace of hair. The eyes are lake blue, very beautiful.
"Is this the cat that you and Lin Yousu bought? The one that Pei Zhen rescued?" Wang Youquan sighed when he thought about what was reported in the report. "I got into a car accident because of a cat. Those who don't know it think it's just hype."
Just like him.
The first reaction is hype.
His family's best actor Fu Sichen and his neighbor Pei Laoer have always been incompatible. This time Fu Sichen won the title of Best Actor again, and it is not impossible for Pei Zhen to do something to suppress the news.
However, Pei Zhen was really in the hospital.
After all, he was not his own artist, so Wang Youquan expressed a symbolic regret. As soon as he finished pouring the cat litter, he wanted to pet the cat.
A fine Persian cat, and also pure white, which is rare.
"Little darling." Wang Youquan also bought a cat teasing stick and ran to the sofa excitedly, hoping that the cat could play with him. The next moment, the Persian cat, which was originally lying lazily on the sofa, got up and gave it to him. A paw!
(End of chapter)