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Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven - The Good Girl and the Street Fighter

The civet cat looked at the little white cat, and the other person's eyes were looking at him without blinking. Those eyes were very beautiful, and the white fur made him the most beautiful cat he had ever seen.

Mimi.

"Meow~"

The civet cat licked the residue on his lips and stared directly at the other person. Those innocent and childish eyes made him pay attention for a few more seconds.

The other party seemed to have seen him too.

And he even waved his claws towards himself.

The cat's tail couldn't stop swaying upwards, and suddenly there was a happy mood in his heart. This feeling came out of nowhere, and he felt that the defect he was looking for was about to be filled.

Is it her?

Is it that little kitten?

The civet cat blinked, suddenly meowed, and couldn't help but want to walk forward.

But when he pushed aside the cats around him, he looked up and saw that the little white cat had disappeared, and even the scent left in the air was very light.

"Meow!" Where's the little kitten!

His tail couldn't stop wagging violently from side to side.

Just when he let out an angry cry, the cats around him who were immersed in cooking all stopped and raised their heads to look at the little milk cat in front of them, with serious expressions on their faces.

Boss, what's going on? What's going on?

He actually showed this emotion while eating.

I saw this raccoon cat showing a majestic aura. He meowed a few words with a calm expression, then turned around and said in a calm voice: "You saw the little white cat who was locked in the bag before?"

Is there a cat?”

As soon as these words came out, most of the meows had a look of confusion in their eyes.

They were so busy cooking that they had no intention of paying attention to white or white cats.

Seeing such a scene, the air-conditioning on the civet cats increased many times, and many timid cats could not help but tremble and cuddle with their companions.

Woohoo~ The boss is so scary like this.

The civet cat had a stern look on his face, none of these wastes were useful, they only knew how to eat!

No, he has to find the little white cat by himself.



After going back, Xu Qiaoqiao was still thinking about the civet cat.

There is a sense of indifference in the other person's eyes, but no matter how indifferent the expression is, coupled with the cat's furry appearance, it also has a weird sense of cuteness.

That kind of meow has a powerful aura.

Xu Qiaoqiao lowered her head and looked at her paws. Her nails were cut neatly by the shit-sweeper, and her flesh pads were soft. She looked cute and could not imitate that kind of aura.

Cats cannot eat randomly, but Xu Qiaoqiao can.

Smelling the food cooked by her own chef, Xu Qiaoqiao moved her nose and her eyes lit up instantly. She immediately turned to look at the dining table and saw her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs on the table.

Wow~ Ziliu.

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but take a sip of saliva. When she smelled the alluring smell, she forgot all about being a raccoon or a cat.

This sweet and sour pork ribs smells so delicious.

Xu Qiaoqiao felt like her mouth was watering. Although the meal she had at Jiang Siyu's last time was delicious, it was too bland, and she naughtily took a sip of his wine afterwards.

Then, there was no consciousness.

When I woke up again, I saw the weird expression on my own shit-sweeping officer.

Xu Qiaoqiao secretly took a look at the officer's room. He was carefully grooming his face. This was the first time Xu Qiaoqiao saw the other person wearing makeup. It didn't count as makeup, but he was just a little more dressy than usual.

Tsk tsk, for the sake of men, I have to work hard.

Xu Qiaoqiao remembered that the time they agreed on was six-thirty in the evening. It was still early now, so she could just eat a piece secretly.

I'm not greedy.

With this thought in mind, Xu Qiaoqiao quietly moved to the dining table. Looking at the tempting ribs, saliva flowed out of the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, she found it in time, otherwise the dish would be ruined.

Just one, just one, one is enough.

Xu Qiaoqiao glanced furtively into the shit-sweeper's room again, and then boldly extended her claws towards the tempting plate of ribs.

Time passed quickly, and when night fell, Miao Yuanyuan realized that it was already past six o'clock.

She looked at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath. That's it. She wasn't very good at putting on makeup. She usually put on sunscreen as the most exquisite thing. When she thought of having dinner with her neighbor today, Miao Yuanyuan felt a little nervous in her heart.

Somewhat nervous.

The time is almost up, let's go out quickly.

Miao Yuanyuan opened the door and glanced at the table subconsciously. She saw a white body squatting there, with his head moving slightly, and his back gave a sneaky feeling.

this……

Miao Yuanyuan's heart suddenly beat suddenly. This picture was not right. An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in her heart, especially when this guy took the initiative to go to the neighbor's house to eat.

"Jojo!"

As soon as Xu Qiaoqiao picked up a piece of ribs, she heard a loud shout.

She was so frightened that she dropped the ribs on the ground.

"Meow."

When Xu Qiaoqiao tried to pick up the ribs again, a shadow suddenly cast in front of him. The other person was talking to him, and the voice was very familiar.

"What are you doing, Jojo?"

Listening to the shit shovel officer trying his best to contain his anger and pretending to have a gentle voice, Xu Qiaoqiao's heart rang with alarm bells, this is not right!

She looked up and saw Miao Yuanyuan's twisted face, her smile almost cracked. Then Xu Qiaoqiao looked down at the side of her paws, where several bones were lying there.

Not good, run away!

Xu Qiaoqiao immediately came up with a solution in her head, but her movements were faster than her head and she had already jumped onto the sofa next to her.

"Ahhhh——! Just stop, you greedy cat!"

Miao Yuanyuan finally couldn't help but screamed, and rushed directly towards Xu Qiaoqiao. However, this cat usually didn't like to move, but it was still quite agile at this time.

No matter what, she could escape from the shit-sweeper, but not even after escaping, her furry tail was still wagging, which in Miao Yuanyuan's view was a provocation!

Xu Qiaoqiao:......

It's unfair, this really doesn't happen, it's just a subconscious reaction.

Then the bell rang at this moment.

Miao Yuanyuan took a step forward, and the expression on her face looked a little funny. Xu Qiaoqiao turned to look at her, blinked, jumped directly to the shoe cabinet next to her, then stretched out her jiojio, and the door opened.

Already.

"Meow."

Xu Qiaoqiao opened her innocent little eyes and acted cute towards the visitor.

Good evening, future shit-sweeper sir.

Jiang Siyu didn't expect that it was the little kitten who opened the door. He laughed softly, then reached out to touch the cat's head, and said with a slightly magnetic voice: "Hello, little kitten."

"Meow."

As the door slowly opened, Miao Yuanyuan's strange movements fell into Jiang Siyu's eyes. He was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face paused for a few seconds. Looking at the other party's embarrassed eyes, he subconsciously

He lowered his head and glanced at the kitten.

I saw her blinking her round eyes innocently and meowing softly.

Okay, here comes the truth. It seems that this seemingly obedient little cat is causing trouble again.


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