The middle -aged man handed a box holding in his arms to Ning Xiaotong, "Miss, we are from a pet shop, someone bought this for you."
"What?" Xiao Tong took it curiously, opened the box, and a white -haired kitten blinked her charming blue eyes and looked at her.
"Yeah, Persian cat!" She couldn't help exclaiming, "So cute."
Ask casually, "Who gave it?"
The man said, "It is a handsome young man who is very handsome, so I told me that I must deliver the goods to the door."
Handsome young man? Is it Han Shaoqi?
But thinking about it, it is impossible. Should he be with the woman named Xiaoyao now?
After so many days, since she moved out, he has never contacted her. How could he suddenly give her a gift?
I'm too busy to accompany Xinhuan, where would I think of her!
With a bitter smile, she signed and received.
The man said thanked, and then left.
Xiaotong entered the house and took the cat out of the box, but found that there was a card under the box.
Pick up, but see three words on the card: I'm sorry.
Three words of permanent and elegant, Long Feifeng dance, strong and powerful, familiar to make her eyes jerky.
It turned out to be him!
This is Huang Fu's handwriting, she naturally recognizes it.
When you were in love, when you were in Lennon, she also told him to teach himself to write a brush.
Because he can also write excellent brush characters.
And this era, there are not many young people who write brush characters.
Then there must be twelve points of endurance and precipitated mood.
Few people can do it. She has only met the old man in the Han family to write calligraphy.
However, the coquettish scene was in vivid, but now it is already wrong.
Emperor Fu, we can't go back after all!
Tears fell down and hit the Persian cats that were extremely tamed in their arms.
Sitting on the sofa and watching the furry ball lying in his arms, there was some helplessness.
It was a cute Persian cat, with a white hair, and felt very good, like a good satin, smooth. It was extremely smooth.
With big blue eyes opened, he looked at himself pitifully, and he seemed to be abandoned. He was eager to find a master.
As soon as I took it out of the box, I couldn't wait to rush to myself, and then I couldn't die.
Ning Xiao looked helplessly at the Persian cat in his arms and sat at the dining table for breakfast that had not had time to eat.
I did not refuse to receive this cat, but because of this time, I was immersed in my thoughts and could not extricate themselves.
Although life is very regular, the heart is confused and helpless, especially at night, the feeling of loneliness is even more.
Fortunately, with the company of this Persian cat, at least I won't feel that I am alone.
At least, there are still people around you who accompany you, although you are accompanied by yourself, are a cat who can't speak.
When Ning Xiaotong returned to God, watched the kitten running out of his arms, and he was lying in front of a plate, and what was chewing in his mouth.
Ning Xiaotong suddenly supported the amount. In the impression, isn't the cat love fish?
But why, now it is squatting in front of a plate of fried golden jealousy eggs.
Hold it away from the table, it doesn't do it, and scratch it with its pointed paw.
Fortunately, the paw can be trimmed, not long, otherwise there are a few red marks on your arm.