Rong Huang sniffed, it was the smell from Feng disease.

The vamp supporting Qiu Zhao stood up tremblingly, the little tail behind Rong Huang almost turned into a propeller, watching Qiu Zhao, who had a peerless beauty, made a sound similar to spring.

Even if it wasn't the first time to hear such a voice, Qiu Zhao couldn't help but numb his fingertips.

Fortunately, it's a cat. If it's a human, it must be at the level of a beauty.

Qiu Zhao thought to himself in his heart, and at the same time he squatted down and picked up Rong Huang, and put it in his palm, "What are you doing by scratching my door?"

"Meow~"

Come to you to play meow~

Rong Huang licked Qiu Zhao's wrist and screamed sticky.

One after another, as if not exhausted.

Qiu Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and he pinched Rong Huang's chubby face, and carefully checked left and right, "You can't get close to men casually."

Qiu Zhao thought of confirming that Rong Huang was a little female cat when he was bathing her at the pet shop, and his tone was a little serious, "You can't do anything like licking your hands and your face."

The short-footed cat is still a small cub. Qiu Zhao knows that there is a saying called "Grab from a baby", and the habit of seeing good-looking ones must be changed.

After Qiu Zhao said this, he then thought, this is obviously Qiu Xiao's cat, what does it have to do with him?

To educate, it should be Qiu Xiao to educate.

Qiu Zhao's original warm expression suddenly became deserted, stood up holding the cat, put Rong Huang on the single sofa in the bedroom, and turned around into the cloakroom.

Rong Huang had a spiritual consciousness as early as Qiu Zhao walked into the cloakroom.

Just one glance, she just glanced.

Wow even......

Qiu Zhao, who had been changing clothes in the direction of the closet, suddenly noticed a staring gaze, and quickly turned around, putting on his clothes with great vigilance.

No one.

The gaze that I noticed just now didn't exist either.

The rolling of Qiu Zhao's apple knot is probably his illusion.

Buttoning his shirt, Qiu Zhao looked down and put on his watch, and walked out of the cloakroom.

When I looked up, I saw two **** Rong Xiaomiao under the nose.

Qiu Zhao: "???"

Qiu Zhao's pupils trembled, stepped forward a few steps, picked up Rong Huang, level with his line of sight, and carefully checked Rong Huang's situation, "What's the matter? Why is it bleeding?"

Rong Huang's entire cat was dizzy, immersed in the beautiful picture that he saw just now, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

I didn't even notice my nosebleed.

Hearing Qiu Zhao's slightly anxious voice sounded, Rong Huang slowly recovered his senses.

"What did Hua Qing give you before, and she started bleeding when she arrived at my house?"

Nosebleeds... nosebleeds? !

Rong Huang effortlessly lifted the stubby jiojio and wiped it under his nose.

The snow-white fur was stained with two blood stains.

Rong Huang: "???"

What's going on here? The great king Yingming I had a nosebleed because of Feng disease's utter beauty?

Is it too unbelievable? !

Seeing Rong Huang staring at his paws, Qiu Zhao called the family doctor.

Family doctors treat people and cats...should it work?

Qiu Zhao thought to himself, took a few wet wipes and wiped most of the blood from Rong Huang's face, then hugged her into the bathroom.

Not long ago, Qiu Zhao had just finished taking a shower, and the scent of lemon-scented shower gel still remained in the bathroom.

Qiu Zhao put Rong Huang on the sink, turned on the faucet, pulled up a little warm water, and slapped it on Rong Huang's cat face, rubbing it boldly and rudely.