Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

There is still a light mist in the winter morning.

The Fu family was already lively.

The housekeeper's grandfather was instructing the servants in the house to be too busy to breathe. At this time, there were many boxes piled up in the usually tidy hall. There is also a checklist, everything is neat and orderly.

In the afternoon, they will move from Fu's house, and they won't come back for a long time, so they must not leave things behind.

The butler's grandfather was relieved and satisfied, then frowned and walked towards the kitchen, not until he saw the rich breakfast on the table when he passed by the restaurant.

Although he is going to move out from Fu's house today, as the best housekeeper, he should do his best at all times. How could he let the young master and Little Sugar Cake not have breakfast.

He looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction, and a sense of pride welled up in his heart.

At this moment, the living room ding ding ding bell rang.

The telephones at home are all internal lines. At this time, only the young master will make this call.

What's the matter, young master at this time?

The housekeeper picked up the vintage brass telephone receiver in confusion, and the young master's rare panicked voice came from the other end of the phone: "After a while, Xiao Ning's parents will come to visit and have lunch together."

The housekeeper was shocked: "What? But—" How can the house be able to receive guests in such a mess?

Fu Xiao's voice came along with the rustling of clothes: "I know, but Xiao Ning's parents finally took the initiative to say that they want to come and see, I have no way to refuse, otherwise I will invite them out for dinner. ."

The housekeeper hurriedly said: "How can this work!" Can eating out be the same as eating at home? Besides, Young Master Ning's parents have never liked Young Master very much.

"But—" Fu Xiao's voice was still a little hesitant.

"No but." The butler looked solemn: "Please leave it to me, young master! I will handle it for you no matter what. Today is the first time Master Ning's parents have come here. I will definitely arrange it properly, and I will never be rude. !"

"That's great." Fu Xiao's voice was silent for a moment, and he seemed to be thinking about his words and said awkwardly: "However, Xiao Ning's parents are more conservative—"

The butler's grandfather was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said politely, "Don't worry, I've already tidy up Young Master Ning's room." The words about Young Master Ning's room were specially accentuated.

"I'll leave it to you." Fu Xiao on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved after hanging up, looking at his empty bed, Xiaoning's pajamas scattered on the carpet in the room, and Xiaoning's toothbrush towel in the bathroom and sighed tone.

Uncle and aunt do not know their relationship yet.

Since Xiao Ning moved in, he has been pretending to live in his room for a few days a few days ago, and sneaked over in the middle of the night as a small sugar cake. However, as the weather got colder, Xiao Ning didn't even bother to look, and went directly to his room every day.

Xiao Ning's room is completely useless. Most of the things are in his room, and his uncle and aunt can tell by just looking at it. And if they knew that they and Xiao Ning had been sleeping in the same room, he probably wouldn't be able to explain it with ten mouths.

But if it was as his uncle and aunt thought he would recognize it, but the key was that he really just held Xiaoning to sleep every night and did nothing.

After getting dressed in a hurry, Fu Xiao started to look for Xiao Ning.

Uncle Su's phone call came late. Xiao Ning had already woken up and didn't know where to go to play. He didn't know where Xiao Ning had learned the absurdity recently. He felt that he would get up from a warm bed every day and put on clothes to protect against the winter's The cold is the most terrifying thing, and when he finds that the thick fur after turning into a cat can completely avoid this problem, every morning, he will definitely get up in the form of a small sugar cake, and he will be satisfied when he is sweating outside. 's back.

Sure enough, Fu Xiao found a small candy cake in the yard standing on the stone bench with his head held high and the cats meowing.

I just don't know what Little Sugar Cake said. Just as his voice fell, the unusually fat orange cat in the underground cat group jumped up and meowed fiercely.

Xiaotangcake looked at the fat orange who protested underground, and was extremely ruthless: "There will be no dried small fish and canned cats in the future, just not. You will never bark again."

Feiju looked at the small sugar cake, as if looking at a fainted prince who was bewitched by a demon concubine, and protested: "Why do you want to deduct us because of your two-legged beast?"

"What is a deduction? It's just that everyone can overcome the difficulties temporarily." Xiaotangcake looked at his paws with a guilty conscience: "Fu Xiao doesn't have a job now, of course I want to support him."

Fat Ju couldn't help rolling his eyes: "How could your two-legged beast need your support, if your two-legged beast has no money, there will be no rich two-legged beast in this world, don't be stupid—ah, Why are you hitting me!"

Before Fat Orange could finish speaking, the unbearable Xiao Hei scratched his paw, covering his head with tears in his eyes and looking at Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei ignored him and said seriously to Little Sugar Cake: "It doesn't matter, the cats are much stronger now, you can don't feed us, we can get through the winter safely, Little Sugar Cake, you have to take care of yourself and yourself. The two-legged beast."

"Meow~ I heard that Twolegs are very pitiful without a job. I know a Twoleg who has no job and lives on a bench in the park every day."

"Yes, there will be no food. They can't catch the mice themselves, which is miserable."

"Will Fu Xiao be so miserable!"

"Fu Xiao is too pitiful."

Under the feet of Little Candy Cake, his fans were eager to try: "Yes, Little Candy Cake, I will catch mice for you to eat. We can support you and your feet."

"Yeah, don't worry, little sugar cake!"

"Little candy, we are here."

"Little candy, are you short of that thing called money? I can go to the human's house and steal it!"

"Yes, we can jump in through the window and steal it for the little sugar cake!"

The more the cats talked, the more excited they were, their eyes flashing with eagerness to try.

The little sugar cake who almost witnessed the birth of a group of cat thieves quickly said: "No, no, I can't use it if you steal it, and it's a crime,"

So the cats looked disappointed.

At this moment, Fu Xiao came over and glanced at dozens of pairs of cat eyes.

Fu Xiao, who was not surprised, couldn't help but stop for a moment. After a while, he walked over calmly and took the small sugar cake in his arms. Fu Xiao left as usual.

He had just walked a few steps when a black cat with golden eyes that he was familiar with jumped out, raised its tail in front of him, raised its head and meowed at him earnestly. It was obviously a cat, but it made Fu Xiao feel a little solemn.

Fu Xiao fell into a suspicious silence.

Of course he didn't know that the black cat in front of him was very loyal and solemnly promising him that as long as it had a bite to eat, it wouldn't starve him and the little sugar cake.

Fu Xiao always felt that the cat was talking to him. He looked down at the candy cane.

The snow-white long-haired cat in his arms avoided his eyes with his front paws in a guilty conscience.

Not only that, but the cats who seldom paid attention to him today were meowing at him all the way. It's just that for some reason Fu Xiao felt that the sympathy of the group of cats looking at him had a hint of encouragement.

Fu Xiao's mouth twitched, looking at the culprit who knew everything in his arms, his intuition told him not to ask why, because he definitely didn't want to know the answer.

Fu Xiao took the small sugar cake back to the room and forced him to change into clothes that could barely be seen.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

Fu Xiao looked at the door, took a deep breath, straightened his suit, put a rare smile on his face, and opened the door.

Outside the door, Suberon was wearing a brown trench coat with a straight shirt and vest inside. He was over forty but still had a gentle and refined temperament. Next to him, Yi Yi had black hair hanging down, and he was wearing a beige skirt. Mom is more like Xiao Ning's older sister.

Suberon smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry to disturb you early in the morning." He actually knew that it was really inappropriate to visit so early, but how could they hold back, he flew back immediately after he had dealt with foreign affairs, as soon as he got off the plane He couldn't help but come to see Xiao Ning, until he saw the baby son really appear in front of his eyes, his heart floating in the air didn't fall.

Beside him, Yi Yi took out a red wine and smiled: "I brought a little gift, I hope you like it."

Even if Fu Xiao didn't look at it, he knew that the bottle of red wine must be very precious and priceless. In just a few days, he had already investigated Xiao Ning's identity. Xiao Ning's mother was from the Yi family, and his father was a famous family in country C. Both love music and teach at world-renowned music academies. Their identities are not simple.

Fu Xiao took the red wine and smiled slightly: "You don't need to be so polite, this is also Xiaoning's home."

Suburon's eyelids jumped and he said: "You took care of Xiao Ning for so long, this is our small thank you." There was something wrong in his heart, he had a guess, but he really couldn't believe it.

Inside the door, Su Zening looked at several people strangely and said, "What are you doing standing at the door, it's so cold outside, come in quickly."

Several people are sitting in the living room.

The housekeeper's work efficiency is very high. In a short period of time, the whole house has not seen the slightest trace of mess. The living room where the decorations have been put away is placed with flowers just picked from the greenhouse, which does not look empty. , but very warm.

A few people sat down, and the butler poured them black tea and snacks.

Suberon laughed and chatted as if he was chatting with a junior, and the few people chatted quite happily.

Su Zening sat next to Fu Xiao. He habitually took the snacks that Fu Xiao handed him. After eating, he raised his head towards Fu Xiao. After wiping his mouth, he handed it back to Fu Xiao, who threw it into the trash as usual.

Seeing this scene, Suberron's eyelids couldn't help but pick it up.

He remembered that in the resort that day, there was another person in Fu Xiao's room.

But Xiao Ning is still so young and doesn't understand anything. If it is really Xiao Ning, then Fu Xiao——

Suberon couldn't help frowning.

Yi Yi had a pleasant chat with Fu Xiao without realizing it, looked at the pink princess tent in the living room and said, "Do you still have cats at home?"

Fu Xiao felt that Yi Yi would never have guessed that his son lived in the cat litter, and it was still full of treasures that his son had found from all over the place. He glanced at Xiao Ning and said vaguely, "Yeah."

Who knew that Yi Yi was quite interested, and kept asking, "What kind of cat is it? How old is it?"

Fu Xiao glanced at Xiao Ning, and Xiao Ning's eyes floated wildly, as if it had nothing to do with me, obviously he didn't want to tell the truth.

But this matter will definitely be hidden from Xiaoning's parents in the future. He is lying now and will be punished in the future. He has a feeling that Xiaoning's father has a bad impression of him, but if he speaks out now, then he can imagine Xiao Ning looked puffed up.

For the first time in his life, Fu Xiao realized what it means to be in a dilemma.

Just when he answered daringly, it was time to help Xiao Ning take care of this matter.

Suburon made a relief and said, "Xiao Ning, you said that you have lived here for a long time. Take your parents to see where you live." After speaking, he said to Fu Xiao, "Axiao, you don't mind."

Fu Xiao looked at the housekeeper.

The butler nodded uneasily.

Fu Xiao said with a sigh of relief, "Of course."

He took the two to the second floor and led them into the room where Xiao Ning hadn't lived for a few days at all.

Pushing open the door of the room, the room is warmly furnished, the light blue bed is covered with a soft quilt, a half-turned history of music is placed on the bedside table, a limited edition guitar hangs on the wall, and the chair next to the desk is casual With a few coats on, the young people's favorite game disc is on the table, there is a cup of steaming tea on the table, and even the notebook on the table is still open, as if the owner of the room has just left for a while.

It can be said to be perfect, with no flaws.

Yi Yi looked around and couldn't help laughing: "Baby has a good time here."

Su Zening said angrily, "Don't call me baby." With a shake of his hand, the quilt on the table was about to be thrown on him.

Suberon and Yi Yi couldn't help shouting: "Be careful."

But it was still a step too late, and the tea was in Su Zening's hands.

Suburon and Yi Yi were shocked, but they were obviously closer and surrounded them and stretched out their hands to Su Zening, but they bounced away before they touched Su Zening.

Suburon pointed to the paper towel that was only a few centimeters long and said anxiously to Xiaoning: "Xiaoning, please wipe it up with a paper towel, how about it? Are there any burns?"

Fu Xiao had already wiped off the hot water on Su Zening's hands and looked carefully. The water in winter was not hot, but his hands were only slightly red, which was not a big problem.

Su Zening didn't care about the injury on his hand, but looked at his clothes and regretted: "The clothes are wet."

Suberon heaved a sigh of relief: "It's fine, just change your clothes."

Su Zening nodded and asked Fu Xiao naturally, "My beige hoodie is the one you always disliked and couldn't take off. Do you know where it is in your wardrobe?"

Suberon: ? ? ! !

What? Hard to take off?

He looked at Fu Xiao with indescribable eyes, as if looking at a beast.

Beast · Fu Xiao:  …

Fu Xiao almost wanted to cry but had no tears. He had complained a few times, but how could he let Uncle Su know that it was really difficult to take off the hoodie on a cat.

The author has something to say: first of all, let us congratulate Mr. Fu on his success in obtaining the contempt of his father-in-law X2

cat's sympathy Xn