C90 I Don't Care I Just Want to Raise Them

Ling Muxue pressed the switch on the dryer and cut off Xiao Qinghan's sound. She put the fat cat on the floor, reached out her hand to comb the fat cat's wet fur.

The fat cat stood on its back with its four legs facing the sky, allowing Ling Muxue to blow its stomach. When Ling Muxue saw the fat cat's cute and important appearance, she felt an indescribable joy in her heart. Just now, her courage trembled and her anger seemed to have disappeared.

"You're so fat, you must love eating and not moving at the same time." As Ling Muxue spoke, her voice was drowned out by the sound of the dryer.

The crystal lights surrounded her and gave off a faint halo. The smile at the corner of her mouth could be clearly seen from where Xiao Qinghan stood. Her small mouth looked so alluring.

She was so happy talking to a dead cat.

But he had not seen such a bright smile on her face for a long time; so long that he had forgotten when it had happened, and, seeing that she had ignored him completely, she made no attempt to explain, for he was supposed to be angry, but when he looked at her like that, the anger was put out and he could not get angry.

But why was a dead cat making her so happy?

She turned her head and glanced at the bathroom. Her eyes darkened and she immediately asked the maid to clean up the bathroom.

"Young Master, the bathroom has been cleaned and the water is ready." The maid said carefully.

As he looked at the handsome young master sitting on the sofa, his face instantly flushed red. The young master was really the most charming man he had ever seen in the world. His heart was beating wildly and he kept his eyes on Ling Muxue, who was squatting on the ground and blowing the fat cat's fur. Although his eyes were cold, they were filled with a kind of infatuation. The maid turned her head to look at him, and she suddenly felt charmed. No wonder the young master was so fascinated.

"Get out of here," she said, her voice cold.

"Yes!"

The moment the maid left and closed the door, Ling Muxue stopped the hairdryer in her hand.

"I've finally dried your fur," she said lovingly.

Just as she picked up the fat cat, the fat cat suddenly left her embrace.

Xiao Qinghan grabbed the fat cat's neck and said, "Oh..." The fat cat hissed.

Ling Muxue tried to snatch it away, "Let go of it. You will hurt it if you do this."

Xiao Qinghan did not care whether it hurt or not. The one who was in the greatest pain right now was him. He threw the fat cat onto the sofa.

He picked up Ling Muxue and walked towards the bathroom.

"Xiao Qinghan, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Ling Muxue struggled to get down, but Xiao Qinghan held her tightly.

"You smell like a pervert cat, it's time to wash up!" Xiao Qinghan said snappily.

He put her on the big bed and lifted the thin blanket. Just as he was about to go to bed with her, Ling Muxue suddenly said, "I'm thirsty!"

"Wait!"

Xiao Qinghan stopped and covered her with the thin blanket. He turned around and went to get him a glass of water.

Just as Ling Muxue closed her eyes and wanted to rest, she suddenly felt an itch in her arms. The furry thing was very comfortable against her skin.

"Oh..."

He lowered his head and saw that the fat cat had jumped out of nowhere and was leaning into Ling Muxue's arms, meowing and acting like a spoiled child.

Ling Muxue's eyes lit up, "Why is Little Fat here?"

Xiao Qinghan, who was holding a cup, looked at Ling Muxue, but the sound of him peeking...

When she got closer to take a closer look, Boss Xiao's face instantly turned as black as a black pot. Sure enough, it was this perverted cat who actually dared to rub itself into her arms.

"Ling Muxue!" Xiao Qinghan roared. With a bang, the cup in his hand was crushed by him.

Ling Muxue suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Qinghan, who was standing there with a scary expression on his face. Xiao Qinghan was so angry that he wanted to skin the dead cat and pull out its tendons.

"Ling Muxue, are you courting death? Put down this dead cat!" He glared and roared.

"What dead pervert cat? I think you are the big pervert. I'm going to sleep with Little Fat today. If you can't stand it, then go sleep on the sofa."

"Ling Muxue, are you looking for death? If you dare to sleep with this dead pervert cat, I will skin it alive."

"I dare you to skin me alive today!" Ling Muxue raised her head slightly and roared without any hesitation.

The fat cat in Ling Muxue's arms was still yawning leisurely. It was ready to sleep next to Ling Muxue and looked at Xiao Qinghan with empty eyes. It was extremely provocative.

"You're going to fight me for this dead cat?"

Ling Muxue got off the bed. "If you can't stand it, then you sleep in the bed, and I will sleep on the sofa with Little Fat!" She could no longer understand Xiao Qinghan. Was there a need to be so generous with a cat?

But before she could get down, Xiao Qinghan had already stepped onto the bed and pressed Ling Muxue down on the bed. He grabbed the fat cat and threw it on the ground.

In the end, Boss Xiao used force to subdue Ling Muxue, and the fat cat fell asleep alone on the sofa.

The next day.

Xiao Qinghan felt a sudden itch on his chest. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down to see a white furry thing curled up between him and Ling Muxue.

The beautiful morning had been ruined by this dead cat.

"Little Fat is mine. I want to bring it back to raise."

"You dare?"

Ling Muxue protected the fat cat, "What's there to be afraid of? Besides, what right do you have to control me? Is it wrong for me to have a pet? If you keep a woman outside, why can't I keep a pet at home?"

"You..." Keep a woman? Since when had he ever kept a woman outside? Everything he had done was for this damned woman.

"Anyway, I don't care. I just want to raise it."

It seemed that he had to go back often to look after this dead cat.