Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

After licking all the cats hard, Sugar Cake couldn't help sighing.

Being the boss is so tiring!

The kitten sighed and lay back tired. Who knew that the soles of her feet slipped and fell under the table, and the whole cat fell into the dog's feces without any image.

The little white cat climbed up from the ground with a sullen face, looked around vigilantly, and found that there was no cat noticed. He was relieved and shook the ashes on his body happily, as if nothing happened, he held his head high. He walked towards Fu Xiao with a chest.

Next to it, in a corner of the yard, there is cat food with torn bags. The cats who have been licked are gathered together in twos and threes to eat delicious cat food for breakfast.

The pregnant raccoon cat looked at the scene just now, couldn't help but sighed and turned to her companion: "Is this our future boss?"

It's full of unreliability anyway.

The fat orange cat lay lazily on the ground and buried the entire cat's head in the cat food, and said brazenly, "If you have something to eat, meow."

After the cat had eaten breakfast, it left in twos and threes.

The little sugar cake was stunned at the empty cat food that was eaten—

It's a big bag.

Little Sugar Cake swears that the fattest orange cat has eaten at least one third of one cat, and even before it left, he asked himself if he still had it.

It's definitely a pig in cat skin.

The situation is serious.

Su Zening made a serious calculation, he has a lot of good cat food.

When I was there with my grandfather, my grandfather bought some cat food of various brands and flavors in the world. After he arrived at Fu Xiao's house, all he ate was fragrant cat rice, and he had never eaten cat food.

So he has a lot of live cat food.

However, I can't stand eating like this.

The landlord's house has no surplus.

However, most of the stray cats in this area are old, weak and sick, and they really have no advantage in hunting.

If you don't feed them, they'll be hungry.

Su Zening deeply felt the fear of raising a family, and the pressure of dragging on him for more than 20 years.

The white kitten was lying flat on the smooth floor, and the original agile eyes were unrequited.

It's hard to be the boss.

Does he regret it too late?

Fortunately, the arrival of Fu Mingming solved this problem.

Fu Mingming brought a big bag of cat food.

The housekeeper looked at Fu Mingming who was unloading cat food and various cat toys from the car, with a hesitant look in his eyes.

Fu Mingming said embarrassedly: "I have uploaded a video of Xiaotangcake live on Weibo before. These are gifts from Xiaotangcake's fans." Xiaotangcake unexpectedly has a number of fans in her fan group. After gaining a little fame, she also set up a Weibo for Xiaotangcake, and there are quite a lot of fans who have touched it. Many fans of Yunsuomao have sent many gifts to Xiaotangcake.

There are all kinds of gifts, cat food, cat toys, cat scratching boards, and even a variety of cat clothes.

Su Zening had pointed ears, and his eyes lit up when his eyes fell on the big bags of cat food.

He seems to have found a way to get rich.

The housekeeper smiled, just about to reject the kindness of the fans of the small sugar cake.

I saw that the milky white hair ball was already rolling on the cat food with a face like a fortune.

housekeeper:…

The housekeeper sighed and took back the refusal that had already reached his lips: "Thank you for the lovely group of fans. Recently, some friends of Little Sugar Cake will come to the house as guests, and they are in need of these things."

Since Little Sugar Cake likes those cat food so much, let's stay.

Fu Mingming breathed a sigh of relief.

These are the wishes of cute fans, and she doesn't know what to do if she is rejected.

Su Zening walked to Fu Mingming's feet, the cat squatted one step away, raised its head, lay on Fu Mingming's trousers with its paws, meowing meow-

I'm going to continue live streaming, and I'm going on the road to making a fortune.

It's a pity that Fu Mingming has no tacit understanding with him. Fu Mingming, who rarely enjoys such treatment, squatted down and was flattered: "Did Little Sugar Cake miss me? I miss you too?"

no - not -

Su Zening said silently without looking away.

Fu Mingming opened the live broadcast.

Because my cousin attaches great importance to privacy, there is no surveillance inside the house. The recording studio is inside the house, and there is no surveillance nearby. The only surveillance is the entrance and exit of the house, but I have checked and found nothing.

Her mobile phone fell to the ground during the live broadcast, so no one was photographed.

It's simply a no-brainer.

But now the whole network is looking for the voice of nature, and people on the Internet come out from time to time to claim that he is the owner of the voice, and the pressure on her live broadcast room has been relieved a lot.

Because I said today that I would come to watch the small sugar cake, as soon as the live broadcast was turned on, the gentlemen in the audience were already waiting there.

The figure of the small sugar cake appeared.

The mother fans of all kinds of small sugar cakes call their sons frantically.

This made Fu Mingming deeply feel that he was an expired anchor.

Thinking of what she promised the gentlemen in the audience, Fu Mingming coughed embarrassedly. She looked at the innocence of the little sugar cake, and deeply felt that she was not a thing.

Even so, she tentatively picked up a cat's small skirt, squatted down and looked at the childhood sweets: "Would you like to try it?"

Su Zening: …

Does he look like a womenswear mogul?

The white kitten shook its fluffy tail in disdain, turned its head and was about to leave.

"All the money you earn will buy you cat food."

The white kitten immediately turned back and squatted beside Fu Mingming: "Meow-"

You say, which one should I wear?

When Fu Xiao got home, what he saw was Little Sugar Cake wearing a pink skirt tied with a bow, with a pink and white lace hat on his head, squatting on the sofa and playing with a tablet.

And his cousin Fu Mingming, a well-known lady educated by the Fu family, everyone lay on the ground like an idiot, obsessed with taking pictures of the sugar cakes from various angles with her mobile phone.

Fu Xiao:…

The little sugar cake raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao, his blue eyes shone brightly, he jumped off the sofa, stepped on Fu Mingming's body without hesitation, ran to Fu Xiao's feet, climbed onto Fu Xiao's body, and rubbed against him. Come rub and play coquettish.

Shit shovel officer, I'm so tired after changing so many outfits today!

It was completely different from the perfunctory and indifferent attitude towards Fu Mingming who was just trying to make a living.

The live broadcast of Fu Mingming's mobile phone is not yet connected.

The scene where Xiao Tangkuo and Fu Xiao were intimate just now was seen by the audience in the live broadcast—

【Is that the owner of the small sugar cake? 】

[The little sugar cake just looked so squeamish, I was envious of my real name. 】

[I didn't think anything at first. In comparison, I think the small sugar cake is just perfunctory to us]

【right! You are not an illusion in front of you, the kind that you throw away after you use it up. 】

[Cold money transaction. smile.jpg]

【Condemn it! Expose it! I'm going to post it on Weibo! 】

However, before they finished speaking, the live broadcast was shut down by the panicked Fu Mingming. She didn't dare to make trouble in front of her always serious cousin.

The audience members who suddenly had a black screen: Haha, spicy chicken anchor!

Fu Mingming looked at her uncle nervously. She saw that his uncle's eyes fell on the little sugar cake in a small skirt and quickly explained: "It's just fun to dress the little sugar cake, and I'll take it off immediately."

I have to say that Fu Mingming's taste is still good. The pink lace skirt has a bow, which is just under the kitten's neck, which makes the cat extra cute. The pink and white hat is worn on the top of the cat's head, which is crooked. She is slanted and has the demeanor of a lady in the previous world, and with the blue eyes of the little sugar cake, she looks arrogant and soft.

Fu Xiao thoughtfully looked down at the phone in Fu Mingming's hand.

Fu Mingming hurriedly hid his mobile phone behind him embarrassedly and said, "I set up a Weibo for Little Sugar Cake before, so I just took some photos and posted them as welfare." It's a cat-sucking place.

Fu Mingming felt that his explanations were superfluous. Although his cousin was barely in the same generation as her, he didn't use any social software. He lived like an ascetic in the last century. How could he understand this kind of crowd sucking cats? Delighted, she looked at Fu Xiao nervously—

Cousin is the most serious and serious. Playing with his cat like this will definitely lead to being scolded, but don't cancel the promised Swiss ski trip in a rage.

This is what she asked her cousin for a long time before he agreed!

Fu Xiao untied the little skirt for the little sugar cake: "Send me all the photos."

Fu Mingming: ? ?

that's it?

Fu Mingming hurriedly said, "Good good!"

Fu Xiao threw the little skirt aside and was about to leave with the little sugar cake in his arms, but he stopped after a few steps.

Fu Mingming felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, she knew that her cousin would not let her go so easily—

Woohoo, her trip to Switzerland.

Fu Xiao coughed lightly, touched the candy cake uncomfortably, and said, "Account number, password."

Fu Mingming was stupid: "What?"

Fu Xiao's voice was a little impatient: "Little Candy Cake Weibo."

That night, a group of cute photos of Candy Cake wearing a pink dress were published on Weibo.

The little sugar cake's mother, Fan Fan, was so cute that she couldn't help herself, so she went to Fu Mingming's Weibo to ask for food.

Fu Mingming was inexplicable.

She hasn't had time to post anything yet.

Which little spicy chicken stole her number!

The author has something to say: Fu Mingming, your ski trip to Switzerland is long overdue, Kekeke!