Chapter 1721 Rose Manor (27)

   Incomparably silent.

  The servants did not dare to disturb him, and left after bowing.

   Neither spoke nor dared to make noise.

  Under such excessive silence, it makes this fairyland seem like a dream, with no other people.

  Only him, and...her.

  The man's eyes were light and his face was calm.

  Slightly drooping eyelashes, shallow eyelashes trembling slightly.

  Like a butterfly about to fly, a layer of soft shadows fell.

  The breath is gentle and calm, like a calm and vast sea under the warm sun, without waves or ups and downs.

  In such an excessive silence, suddenly, there was a rustling sound from nowhere.

  It seems to come from the dense flower thorns, the sound is not loud, but it is especially abrupt in this extraordinarily quiet morning day.

  The man raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on it calmly.

   Eyes narrowed slightly.

  There is indeed something moving in the rustling flower thorns.

  The upright roses swayed, as if they were colliding, as if they were about to be knocked down.

  The morning dew stained on the delicate petals also slipped from the flowers under such a big movement.

   dripped silently into the soil, and soon disappeared.

  As the movement got closer and closer, the sound became louder and louder.

  Finally, the few flowers in front of the man began to shake.

  I don't know what it is, it came to him.

  The vivid movement was also noticed by the old man Liu who was not far away.

  Once the old man Liu stopped working, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and secretly said something bad.

   Put down the work in a hurry and ran over.

   Because of the hurry, the limping steps looked a little funny.

   "Mr...Mr—"

  Before he finished speaking, the instigator who was playing tricks among the flower thorns appeared.

  With a chubby head full of broken grass, he looked up at the cold and indifferent man.

   At the same time, he also met his dark and clear eyes.

   Obviously didn't move or say anything, but for some reason, those eyes were invisible, and seemed to have a deterrent effect on the naughty big cat.

  The big cat shrank its neck visibly, and hid behind the flower branch.

  The cry also weakened.

   "Meow..."

  Old man Liu picked up the big cat in a hurry and held it down.

  I'm afraid it won't be controlled well and it will hurt Mr.

   "First... sir... this is a British short-haired blue cat. It is the child of the child left by the old lady's cat. It just turned five years old this year. It was taken away before, but for some reason, it always came back..."

"Meow…"

  The cat flicked its tail, was held down, and did not struggle.

  Although he was a little scared, those round cat pupils still stared at Qiao Fuxing, which was extraordinarily spiritual.

  Old man Liu immediately covered its mouth, "Sir, I'll send it away—"

   Before the words were finished, the cat seemed to explode.

  The seemingly fat and clumsy body suddenly looked like a slippery fish, taking advantage of old man Liu's unguardedness, he ran away from his arms in a blink of an eye.

   Jumping into the flower thorns again, the big flexible body rolled.

   Now, the whole body is covered with dirty grass, and it looks even more dusty.

  Old man Liu's face changed, "Xiao Yuganer—"

  He was about to move, but saw that the big cat didn't run away either.

  As if he had understood human nature, he stepped forward wheezingly, wrapping his tail around Qiao Fuxing's crutch.

   Pulled, as if to take him somewhere.

  (end of this chapter)