1217. Chapter 1217 Pet Psychic Beast VS Change. State Feeder (5)

But when he handed it over, Fang Yuhan's hand stiffened for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't know why he felt uncomfortable when he saw the cat's miserable meowing, so he walked over by ghosts and gods and told such a lie.

But the appearance of this little guy in front of him was dirty and wet, which really made the president Fang Da, who is known to be a clean freak, a little bit overwhelmed.

He was about to take out the handkerchief from his pocket, when Gu Shengyin jumped out of the man's hand unceremoniously and landed firmly on Fang Yuhan's shoulder.

"Meow~" It seems that he disliked the cold on his shoulders. Gu Shengyin looked around, and with a slight force on his hind legs, he suddenly jumped into his target - the pocket of the suit that Fang Yuhan had just reached out to himself. .

Fang Yuhan froze.

He could feel the temperature in his left pocket that was not his own.

His first reaction was to reach out and take the daring guy out and throw it on the ground.

But the other party made a move at the next moment: Xu was because the temperature of the human body in the pocket was too warm, Gu Shengyin couldn't help but stretched out his little head and rubbed the inside of his pocket, and let out a soft cry twice.

This voice is completely different from the previous horror and sternness, showing laziness and satisfaction.

It's happy.

With this knowledge, the trace of worry in Fang Yuhan's heart disappeared so strangely.

Forget it, it's rare to encounter such a little thing that I don't hate, so keep it and keep it.

The assistant beside him stared dumbfounded at the obvious muddy marks on his CEO, as well as the dirty cat in his pocket.

People in the An family don't know, but he sees it clearly. The president doesn't know this cat at all!

Is this really his cold and clean president?

The little assistant looked up at the sky and wondered if the weather was bad and he was sick so he had hallucinations.

"Let's go." The cold voice as always said towards him.

As soon as the assistant turned his head to meet the cool eyes of his own president, he instantly entered a professional state.

Sure enough, this is his own president.

As for cats or something...

The assistant said that he should forget it.

The man from the An family watched helplessly as the two and one cat left with umbrellas in the heavy rain.

He didn't doubt Fang Yuhan's words, after all, he also saw the interaction between Mr. Fang and the cat just now.

With the character of Mr. Fang, if it wasn't his own, how could he allow a little beast to be so presumptuous?

He turned his head to go back, and An Weiwei, who was waiting in the car, watched him come back empty-handed, with an unsightly face: "Where's the cat?"

The man said apologetically, "That kitten has an owner, and just now his owner, Mr. Fang, came over and took it away."

Mr. Fang?

Although An Weiwei was young, she knew very well that she was not someone she could mess with.

Since it's his cat, that's fine.

It's just... a pity.

Thinking of the delicate appearance of the kitten shivering in the heavy rain, there was a hint of regret in her eyes.

Such a small thing must be very beautiful when there is a light of despair in its eyes.

The housekeeper on the side looked at her like this and thought she was unhappy because she liked the kitten.

He bent down thoughtfully and suggested, "If Miss really likes these little guys, why don't we go to the cattery and raise one?"

An Weiwei had a smile on her face when she heard this: "Uncle Wen, you are the best!"