Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

Chapter 176: I want my husband to feed me!

  Chapter 176 I want my husband to feed me!

  After Song Wu left, the courtyard finally returned to its usual calm.

  Bai Yin strode over and took out his cell phone with a strange expression on his face: "Master, Second Master's phone number."

  Could it be possible that the second master already knew that Song Wu came to Ji Zhai?

   "Hmm," Ji Xunyuan responded lightly, and took the phone.

   "Is the news well-informed?" Ji Xunyuan touched the cat's paw and said lightly.

   "Lingtong? I guess he will go to you." Xie Yanqing on the other end of the phone snorted lightly, this Song Wu is only so capable.

   "Crafting and cunning."

"It's half a catty, you let Song Wu jump for so many years, he has been going farther and farther on the road to death, and offended many people in the capital, but if one day the Ji family doesn't protect him, he will be killed in minutes kill."

  …

  The two have been talking on the phone, and Bai Yin, who was standing beside her, twitched the corners of her mouth. My two masters, can we restrain ourselves a little bit in broad daylight, and talk about how to be so sinister, okay?

   After half an hour, the call finally ended.

"Master, Wu Song is too shameless. At first, the old commander only stayed at his house for one night, but now he puts his nose on his face like this. It's like treating our Ji family as his **** wiper." Bai Yin straightened up, frowned slightly, and said dissatisfied.

  Ji Xunyuan sneered: "What good deed he has done, it will be reaped in the future."

   This Wu Song used Ji's power to show off his prestige outside, and even a good company was turned into a mess by him, and he also learned from others to evade taxes. Does he have the ability?

  A whole stupid thing, if he hadn't cared about his grandfather's kindness, he would have cleaned him up a long time ago.

   "Meow~meow~" The big fat orange cat in his arms may be too tight to breathe by Ji Xunyuan, and he is writhing his fat body uneasily.

   "Rhubarb, what are you doing? Are you hungry?" Ji Xunyuan was amused by the cat, and touched her soft belly again.

   After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Bai Yin: "Go and get the rhubarb cat food."

  Bai Yin nodded, and quickly went to get it. Rhubarb is Grandpa’s sweetheart, who can’t starve her when she’s hungry? Who told this to be the only thing my master thought about Miss Xia?

  Sometimes he suspects that the master is not raising a cat, but a wife? He took a look at the bag in his hand. This yellow and orange dried goldfish was imported from abroad, and it tasted better than him.

   "Master, let me feed her!" Bai Yin bent down, took out the dried fish, and brought it to Rhubarb's mouth.

Who knew that Rhubarb didn't appreciate it at all, his big grape-like watery eyes swirled in their sockets, and then his two small orange ears trembled, and he turned his head proudly, obviously not wanting to talk to Bai Yin. It is full of one sentence: I want my husband to feed me!

   Bai Yin's eyelids twitched, he's not that ugly, right? Why do you despise him so much?

  Ji Xunyuan turned Rhubarb's head around and chuckled, "Who's used to you?"

  Then raised her eyelids, and said to Bai Yin: "Okay, you go down, I will feed her myself."

   Bai Yin responded in a low voice, muttering in his heart: Isn't it just you who are used to it?

   Ji Xunyuan wore a one-piece plastic glove on his slender hands, and he pinched the small dried fish to feed the rhubarb, and the rhubarb nestled in his arms obediently, eating with relish.

  The cheeks were puffed up, cute and tight. After eating, he licked the cat's paws, found a comfortable position in Ji Xunyuan's arms, half-closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

This cute and cute appearance instantly brought back Ji Xunyuan's long-lost memories. Back then, that woman was like this too, nestling in his arms obediently, her beautiful almond eyes staring at him with her chin resting on her cheek. look.

   But now, his fingers stiffened, forget it, if he thinks about it any more, it will only add to the sadness.

  (end of this chapter)