Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

After Su Zening kissed, he realized what he had done.

He sold his first kiss for a ring?

The kitten froze, raised his head and met Fu Xiao's surprised eyes.

Fu Xiao's eyes seemed to remember something, narrowed a little, and looked up and down the small sugar cake.

He always felt that the little sugar cake seemed to be too smart, and he felt that the little sugar cake understood what he was saying more than once.

Fu Xiao's heart moved, and a thought crossed his mind. Even he himself felt that he was crazy. He squatted down and looked at Xiao Tangcake, and said carefully: "Little Tangcake, can you understand what I'm saying?"

The white kitten didn't seem to hear it, fiddled with the emerald ring placed on the edge of the coffee table with its paws, scratched it to the ground, then picked it up and placed it on the coffee table, and so on.

Disappointment flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, and then he smiled bitterly, he must be crazy, how could he have such a thought, thinking that Little Sugar Cake could understand him.

It was probably just a coincidence.

The snow-white cat on the coffee table curiously fiddles with emeralds with its paws, which is lively and cute.

Fu Xiao stood up and shook his head, feeling some inexplicable loss in his heart.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao saw that Xiao Tang Cake liked the emerald ring very much. He looked sideways at the familiar ring. When he was a child, the memory he thought he had forgotten came back again. He really didn't like this ring.

But he stretched out his hand towards the candy cane.

The milky white cat rubbed his hand without thinking, with a happy look in his eyes.

Fu Xiao smiled, he pinched the furry place in the middle of the pointed ears of the little sugar cake and said to the steward: "This ring is recorded under the name of the little sugar cake, and the little sugar cake likes it, just leave it to play. "

At night, Fu Xiao took out a copy from the stack of documents in the safe in the study.

The black folder was opened, and there were pictures of Bai Yangxin in the past. The thin sheets of paper in this folder introduced Bai Yangxin's past in detail. There were several such folders in Fu Xiao's safe.

Bai Yangxin's past was not as simple as she said. This woman even worked in Fengyuechang before she became a star. She was not clean in the past, and she was married and had a child.

Only Fu Yunxi would be foolishly coaxed into obedience by her.

Since Bai Yangxin approached Fu Yunxi with ulterior motives, Fu Xiao investigated everything clearly early. This is his usual style, keeping all the variables in his hands.

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Fu Xiao stared at the dark night outside the window.

After knowing all this, he didn't tell anyone, instead he chose to help Bai Yangxin to cover it up, otherwise Mr. Fu would have taken action against her long ago.

He is not a kind person at all, and he does this only because it is more beneficial to him.

There are always other women around Fu Yunxi. Instead of letting a smart woman occupy this position, it is better to let Bai Yangxin come.

But thinking of Bai Yangxin's attitude, and the aggrieved eyes of the little thing—

Fu Xiao's eyes were slightly cold, Bai Yangxin should never take his things without permission.

Fu Xiao made a call.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiao looked out the window.

He knew better than anyone that the Fu family was no less dirty than his grandfather, the Song family.

From the moment he was brought out of the Song family by Mr. Fu when he was ten years old, he understood that he was just going from one dragon pond to another tiger's den. In this world, only he can rely on himself, and he can only stand at the top of the power. To control your own destiny, can you not rely on the breath of others.

For this he can pay everything unnecessary.

However, Fu Xiao looked at his face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why does this face feel so unfamiliar to him.

"Meow meow" the sweet meow of the kitten appeared in the study. Fu Xiao could only imagine the small milky white thing jumping in the room just by hearing its sound.

Full of energy, like a small cannonball that never tires.

But Little Sugar Cake doesn't know if it's because there is no other cat to teach, the walking posture is always weird.

Don't talk with hands and feet, and often even trip yourself up.

You have to stop laughing when the little candy stumbles over yourself, otherwise, this big-tempered little thing will be able to use its **** at you all day.

Fu Xiao's eyes softened a little when he thought of these.

There is no doubt that with the appearance of Little Sugar Cake, his life is no longer as stagnant as before.

If his subordinates are allowed to see this side of him, they must doubt that they have not woken up, how could their boss be so gentle.

Finally, the white kitten who traveled through mountains and rivers appeared in front of Fu Xiao with a small comb in his mouth.

Fu Xiao knew what was going on at a glance.

Sugar Cake is a cute kitten, sometimes even staring at himself in the mirror.

But the long-haired cat's hair is always messy, and Sugar Cake has no talent for licking hair, so every night, Sugar Cake will come to Fu Xiao with a comb in his mouth.

This has also become a regular activity for the two of them at night.

If someone told Fu Xiao before that he would spend his precious time every night grooming a cat that couldn't lick his fur, he would have told others that it was impossible.

And now, Fu Xiao is doing things that he thought impossible before.

The kitten with a straight tail squatted on the ground and stretched out its claws to grab Fu Xiao's pants, but Fu Xiao had already changed into pajamas, the fabric was a bit smooth, and his little claws always slipped off. Failed.

Su Zening, who was accustomed to betraying his integrity, stretched out his two paws without any burden, and made a gesture of hugging towards Fu Xiao.

how to say.

There are two things like this—

The bottom line is a thing, it is much easier to break through once and then do it again.

Besides, isn't it normal for the owner to hold a cute kitten like him?

Late at night, in the simple black and white room, the combed little white cat lay beside Fu Xiao.

One person and one cat were sleeping soundly. For some reason, the handsome black-haired man kept frowning even in his sleep. Next to his pillow, a pure white kitten was sleeping with no image.

One person and one cat are on the forehead.

The picture is warm, and anyone who sees it can't help but smile.

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The warm picture didn't last for a minute, the little white cat rolled over in his sleep, and his little paws stepped on the handsome man's face regularly.

The handsome man frowned, stretched out his hand and hugged the kitten into his arms.

If the white kitten opens his eyes at this time, he will find that the blue progress bar rises at an extremely slow speed, and finally the progress bar rises to a certain small scale, and the white cat's white paws unintentionally swipe in the air. .

A gentle blue light enveloped the little white cat in midair, slowly expanding, and after the blue light dissipated.

The white kitten disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man with black hair, a small face, a slender neck, and a delicate collarbone looming under the white quilt, curled up in the man's arms at this moment, sleeping soundly.

The red progress bar that had accumulated a lot decreased rapidly.

The young man seemed to sense something was wrong, moved, and shrank into the handsome man's arms.

The handsome man next to him seemed to notice the suddenly sagging bed beside him and the smooth and delicate skin in his arms, his tightly closed eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was about to open them.

However, the red progress bar is cleared at this time.

The black-haired boy suddenly disappeared, and a white cat appeared in its place.

Fu Xiao opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him.

He reached out his hand familiarly, hugged the small hairball that was pressing on his face back into his arms, and closed his eyes again.

The night wind blew, and everything was gone.

However, the next day, Su Zening looked at the empty intimacy value bar and rubbed his paws with anger!

who is it!

Which little spicy chicken stole his intimacy!

He's going to kill him!

The author has something to say: it's you, it's you, it's you.