What are you talking about, why don't I understand?

I'm just an ordinary kitten.

Glancing at the short-footed cat looking around, Qiu Zhao said no more, opened the door and got out of the car.

A man's appearance was originally a good-looking one, like a bright moon in the sky, cold and expensive.

Look at that expensive suit again, and you know that you have a lot of money.

There are also other customers in this pet shop, most of whom are women bringing their own pets.

Qiu Zhao, a big man holding a palm-sized short-footed cat, came in and naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The front desk quickly concealed the surprise in his eyes, with a soft tone, "Sir, how can I help you?"

It was the first time for Qiu Zhao to come to this kind of place, and he was naturally a little at a loss.

Seeing that the front desk took the initiative to ask Ying to help him, Qiu Zhao was not welcome, and put Rong Xiaomiao, who was full of excitement, on the counter, "Help my cat take a bath, and then buy some food...and play. of."

The front desk took a close look at the short-footed cat on the counter, and couldn't hold back his hands and touched it. He didn't notice Qiu Zhao's frowning brows, "Sir, please come here. Let's arrange for your kitten to take a bath first."

Qiu Zhao put Rong Huang, who was holding the beckoning cat and not letting go, back to his hand, and walked in with the front desk.

"Meow!" Some piercing meows sounded, and Qiu Zhao, who had been standing outside waiting, flashed his eyes and walked in.

I only saw the foam on the face of the staff of the pet shop, and the hands were full of foam. On the table not far away, there was a wet and even smaller Rong Xiaomiao.

"Sorry sir, your cat may be afraid to take a bath..." the young staff member explained anxiously.

"It's okay." Without knowing what he thought, Qiu Zhao took off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair, and rolled up his shirt sleeves, "I'll be fine."

"Oh, good, good." The staff introduced the toiletries to Qiu Zhao, and then left.

When they got to the door, the staff couldn't help but turned his head and glanced.

At first glance, the elite man is holding a shower in one hand and the short-footed cat in the other, with a delicate side face.

I don't know if it was the staff's illusion, she actually saw a little gentle emotion from his blank expression.

Rong Huang was held back by Qiu Zhao, with a face full of love.

"I was supposed to go to the company for a meeting." Qiu Zhao applied the shower gel to Rong Huang's body, his tone was flat and weird.

Rong Huang raised his cat's head to look at Qiu Zhao, meow, so what?

Facing the dark inside of Shang Ronghuang and the cat's pupil with broken stars on the outer circle, Qiu Zhao turned around when he heard the lesson from his lips, and swallowed again.

"But it's okay, when you are raised, you can sell it for money."

A simple business can earn tens of millions of dollars, the old man Qiu said quietly.

Rong Huang: "???"

"Meow~"

Rong Xiaomiao's cat's eyes, which were originally round enough, opened wider, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

This dog man wants to raise this king and sell it for money? !

What is the difference between raising pigs for a year and then killing them during the Chinese New Year?

Rong Huang was angry and twisted his body desperately.

"Don't move." Qiu Zhao said coldly, "Move and shave your hair again."

Rong Huang...Rong Huang struggled even harder.

During the struggle, Qiu Zhao was splashed with water and bubbles.

Looking down at the wet shirt, the man who has always been moody and indecent sinks his face.

"If I move again, I will throw away all the milk in the car." Qiu Zhao threatened Rong Huang seriously.