Chapter 120: Other people's kittens (3/3, for the left bridge are all...

Murphy’s serious attitude towards music is not comparable to that of a normal singer! Even if there is no notice today, she still maintains the habit of coming to her studio early to practice the sound - after all, the studio has a soundproof wall, and practicing at home will affect neighbors.
In the middle, Murphy came out to the bathroom. On the way back, he suddenly heard a few faint screams: "Mi, oh..."
"Well? Is there a cat?" Murphy looked puzzledly, not far away, and saw a kitten squatting in the corners of the rotten cabinets and drawers waiting to be cleaned up, calling helplessly.
This is a small milk cat, about the size of a month and a half. It is the "age" that can run and be curious about the world, but I don't know why I ran here.
Murphy was pity, and she knelt down and gently lifted the little guy up. The little cat was still afraid of shrinking, but it might be too hungry, and the movement was a little slow and could not resist.
Murphy, who likes cats since he was a child, recognizes its variety at a glance. Short hair, round face, small ears, and big round eyes, more importantly, the color of blue ink that is dyed with ink. This is not What is the British short?
"Mi, aim..." The little guy’s voice was a bit weak, and after the small mouth opened, the pink tongue couldn’t help but screamed, obviously hungry and hungry!
"Hey, what should I do?" Murphy was in a hurry.
There is milk powder in her office, but obviously milk can't be fed to such a small milk cat! The kittens have lactose intolerance and drink diarrhea!
Murphy held a small milk cat in one hand, and the other hand took out the mobile phone in the bag and called to Mo Xiaojuan: "Xiao Juan, where are you?"
"In the company downstairs? Great, don't come up, go to the pet store, help buy a cat food for a cat, remember that the kitten must eat! Yes, I picked up a kitten. It is almost starving."
"What kind of breed? At this time, what else do you ask this question? Hurry and buy it, but also soften it, the cat is starving to death!" Murphy has some urgency.
But when I called, Mo Xiaojuan came up with the elevator. The signal was interrupted. The next moment, she appeared in front of Murphy.
"Hey, you really mad at me!" Murphy held the kitten in his arms and gently touched the thin fluff behind his head to make it feel at ease. "You look hungry." Dead, hurry, help me buy it!"
Mo Xiaojuan smiled and looked at the cat in Murphy's hand, but she was not in a hurry. She smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry about it! You are short, I have seen it, it is the third floor planning department. Ai's! Before her big cat gave birth to a litter of kittens, she showed it to us last month!"
"Maybe today, she wants to work overtime, she brought a kitten to play it? I saw Xiao Ai in the morning!" Mo Xiaojuan said with a smile. "Sister, don't worry, let's send it back to Xiaoai, even if It’s not Xiao Ai’s, and there is definitely cat food in Xiao Ai.

However, Murphy heard that Mo Xiaojuan said that the kitten might have a master. She was not very happy, but she was still a little lost.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go! The kitten is starving to death!" Murphy hugged the kitten and bowed his head and said it.
Xiaoying short is indeed Xiaoai's. I just forgot to look after it. Who knows that when I look up, I am gone. She is looking for the kitten anxiously!
"Thank you Fifi sister, thank you Juanjuan! It actually went to the fifth floor? Long can bear it!" Xiao Ai was shocked. After holding the kitten, she put it in a small basket, there are still a few inside. Xiaoying is short, all screaming, waiting to be fed!
Little Ai Li gave the cats a cat food. This cat, which is less than two months old, can eat soft cat food with boiling water, but can't feed them.
Murphy was reluctantly teasing the kittens, especially the little British shorts she had just saved. It looked the smallest, but it was quite courageous.
Not only did it not be as fearful as its brothers and sisters to avoid, but after the contact, it seemed to have a good impression on Murphy, and stretched out the small claws to touch Murphy's hand.
Murphy also gently held and pinched, this little kitten, the small meat mass under the claws is soft, and it is particularly comfortable to press!
"Mi, oh." Xiaoying’s short and tender voices quickly smothered Murphy’s heart.
It’s a pity that this is a cat from someone else’s...
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At the end of the cat, you need to be cautious... Murphy can only reluctantly return to his office.
Mo Xiaojuan opened his own computer and prepared to check and respond to the emails of the new business partners. But she just entered the mailbox and saw a familiar name.
"Ah!" Mo Xiaojuan ran to the studio with excitement and cried with Murphy. "Sister, come, Muzi is coming to mail!"
Mo Xiaojuan was a bit over-excited, and Murphy also reprimanded her: "There are many adults. When you meet something, you are screaming. How do you marry in the future?"
Murphy was calm, and the two returned to the office to read the mail.
"Mu Zi Ang", as he promised, spent half a month brewing and finally prepared to send Murphy's ten songs.
"Really ten songs!" Murphy said with a look of admiration. "Sister, this person is really amazing! I have ten songs!"
Murphy feels a bit ridiculous. Although the two songs were good songs in the past, there are only two songs, but they are still understandable! But this is only half a month later, Muziang actually took out ten songs in one breath?
Write songs are not dumplings, stuff the stuffing into the dumplings and finish it!
Even if the quality of these ten songs is not high enough, the average person can't get so much inspiration in a short time.
Of course, Murphy was only shocked and confused in her heart. She still let Mo Xiaojuan print the scores and lyrics and ponder it.
According to Murphy's habits, she will not listen to the demo. I don't know if Yang Lan knows this, will he vomit blood... He has spent a lot of time on it!
Ten songs, the printed papers are all thick, Murphy suddenly can not see so much, Mo Xiaojuan turned around with interest.
"Sister, this song is a bit interesting!" Mo Xiaojuan smiled slyly. "Look, you said that he was just an ordinary fan! Look at this lyric, all his voice is said!"

Murphy took a look at some doubts. She read the title of the song: "I am in the voice of my song?"
Mo Xiaojuan bumped into the shoulder of the cousin, and joked: "There is such a fan who can write songs! People admire you in the heart, and the songs written are all affectionate!"
But Mo Xiaojuan’s words made Murphy frown deeply.