Chapter 1962: Breeding Rules (3)

The man bathed Chuzheng, and the bodyguards outside sent a cat kit, which was complete enough to fill a room.
Chu Zheng was taken out of the water, Chu Zheng trembles his hair subconsciously, the water splashed on the man, and he took a step back.
Seeing this, Chu Zheng shook the water on his body again.
The man didn't have any expressions, so he looked at her quietly without any anger.
When Chu Zheng stopped, the man stepped forward, wrapped her in a towel, carried her out of the bathroom, and dried her on the sofa.
"Sir, this is canned food." The bodyguard came over with a small box, "Because there is not enough time, so I only get these for the time being. Better ones will be delivered tomorrow."
The man didn't respond, he picked a can from the box, his brows were lowered, and his voice was low: "You go out first."
"Yes."
The bodyguard put down his things and left the room.
Chu Zheng sat on the sofa, his eyes moving with the man. He first found a plate, opened the can, and poured it out.
Chuzheng has never eaten canned cat food, but it tastes really good.
The man put the plate in front of her.
Chu Zheng stepped back resistingly, pressing the back of the sofa.
Even if the canned cat smells good, she doesn't want to eat it.
"dislike?"
Chu Zheng: "..."
The man picked another one and poured it back in after dumping it. Chuzheng still didn't move.
The man stood there, looking at her faintly, and took the phone to the side for a while.
Two minutes later, the man came back, took away those things, put Chuzheng on the bed, and then took his clothes into the bathroom.
As soon as Chu Zheng waited for the man to leave, he jumped down and took a picture in the mirror.
The kitten in the mirror is a two-color puppet cat with long hair, a fluffy tail, and blue eyes that are as clear as lake water.
Standing in front of the mirror at this time, the fluffy ball was completely a competition-level puppet cat.
The original owner was actually not so good-looking before, thin, boring, and dirty.
Now that she is like this, we have to thank the dog for raising her so well.
However, that dog kept the original owner so good-looking, all for the purpose of taking advantage of the original owner...Let’s play less when meeting.
Chuzheng turned around and looked at himself, feeling very speechless.
This is too cute.
Doesn't fit the image of her boss at all!
However, the fur was very soft, and Chuzheng's small paws pulled on his tail for a while, agitated in his heart.
I want to lick fur.
I want to lick fur!
Chuzheng grabbed his paws on the carpet a few times and forcibly endured it.
You are a mature cat, you can't do this kind of thing!
Chu Zheng shifted his attention and walked around the room.
The room was empty, there were not many things, and it was deserted and unpopular.
Chuzheng jumped on the window sill and looked down. The entire manor was built on a mountain. There was thick fog in the distance and nothing could be seen.
And only a few lights were on in the huge manor, the cold light, like a ghost fire floating in the fog.
Chuzheng heard the sound of the bathroom opening behind, and she turned her head to look.
The man came out with water vapor, changed into a beige knitted sweater, slacks underneath, and his hair was half-dry. He stroked the back of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead... It seemed more handsome than before.
He glanced across the room and saw Chu Zheng on the window sill. He walked over to close the window and touched Chu Zheng's forehead with his fingertips.
He quickly retracted his hand, turned and walked outside the room.
Chu Zheng jumped down and followed him.
The house was covered with thick carpets, stepping on it was like stepping on cotton, soft and silent.
The man went downstairs and entered the kitchen. Chuzheng circled the kitchen door twice, and finally walked in.
The man is rolling his sleeves, taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator, and seems to plan to cook for himself.
Chu Zheng found a higher place to jump up and sit, watching the man cooking.
The white porridge was bubbling in the pot, and the aroma of the food was floating in the air, but apart from these, there was no life in the kitchen.
There seems to be no one here.
The man cooked the porridge and fried two small dishes. After taking the porridge and vegetables out, he took the bowl from the cabinet.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Chuzheng sitting on a high place, walked over, and stretched out his hand: "Come down."
Chu Zheng jumped directly from the side, jumped out of the kitchen a few steps, jumped onto the chair by the dining table, put his feet on the table, and straightened up.
the man:"……"
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Chuzheng was very hungry.
When the original owner came out, the person didn't give her anything to eat, and after using so much energy, she was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.
If her concentration is not strong enough, she would like to eat the canned food just now.
The man walked over and sat down and served himself a bowl of porridge, but he didn't mean to give Chuzheng at all.
Chu Zheng: "..."
Chu Zheng stretched out his claws and pulled down the man's wrist.
The man raised his eyes to look at him with a cold voice: "What's the matter?"
Chu Zheng continued to pull the bowl in front of him with his paws. The man was stunned, then put down his chopsticks after a moment.
"Want to eat?"
Chu Zheng nodded with his little head.
The man's expression was a little strange, and he was probably surprised that Chuzheng could understand him accurately.
But he quickly recovered calm, got up and went to the kitchen to take out a plate and put a little porridge in it.
The plate was placed in front of Chuzheng.
The white porridge was thick and silky, with rice fragrant, and Chuzheng felt even hungry.
Chuzheng recalled how the original owner ate, and he stumbled upon eating. Fortunately, he quickly mastered the skills.
But the white porridge was tasteless, and Chu Zheng raised his head and stared at the other two plates on the table.
The man has been paying attention to the cat's movement, and seeing her staring at the dish containing the dishes, the lake-blue eyes, like inlaid gems, are beautiful and quiet.
With a slight movement in the heart of the man, he used chopsticks to pick up the greens and put it on her plate.
Chu Zheng turned his head to look at him. The latter had lowered his head and was drinking porridge quietly.
Next, the man added a little vegetable to her from time to time, and Chuzheng quickly dried up a bowl of porridge.
Chuzheng has long hair, so it will inevitably get some things on it. Normally, he licks it off by himself, but Chuzheng is not happy.
She looked at her two claws in trouble.
No, how can a mature cat be stumped by this little thing! I can!
Chu Zheng grabbed his small paw and jumped off the chair, preparing to overcome his psychological obstacles and find a place to wash.
However, before taking two steps, he was lifted up by the deadly nape of his neck and then held in his arms.
Chu Zheng: "..."
Meow body is difficult.
The man found the kerchief, wiped Chuzheng's hair with something, and then wiped his paws. Chuzheng's two pink and tender claws were placed in the palms of the man's hands, both of them looked petite and cute.
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After the man wiped Chuzheng, he put her down and tried to say to her: "I'm going to wash the dishes, you can go upstairs and wait for me first."
He probably wanted to see if Chu Zheng could really understand him.
Chu Zheng flicked his tail arrogantly and quickly rushed upstairs.
When Chuzheng disappeared on the stairs, the man's eyes flashed, and finally bowed his head to clean up the mess.

Look at this plane as a welfare, just want to be optimistic about good people and cats hhhhh