On How to Correctly Develop a Shit Shovel Officer

Chapter 5 The President's Life-Saving Cat

"Be strong, you are my cat, you will not be defeated by difficulties." After Qin Wenjing finished speaking, he felt that his words were a bit shocking. After more than 20 years of lack of sympathy, he actually poured chicken soup on a small hair ball.

This means that the group of people didn't hit him on the back of the head, otherwise he might have to go to the hospital to check his brain to see if his brain was temporarily kidnapped by something, which made him feel a little uncomfortable after meeting this little hairball. Same.

Xu Anhe had also finished checking the plot at this time, and heard what Qin Wenjing said just after he exited from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at him in surprise.Who is this person who pours chicken soup for the soul to a milk cat?Being worn like myself?

Qin Wenjing didn't expect that the little milk cat would wake up as soon as he poured down a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, and he regained some energy and looked up at himself. His expression froze at the moment, and he was a little entangled in his mind, could chicken soup for the soul really work?

"Mi woo." Xu Anhe doesn't care about Qin Wenjing's mood now, he has been a kitten for nearly two hours, and now he feels the obvious desire to defecate, and he wants to struggle to get up immediately, but it is not so easy, he I can't even get up on the hard concrete floor, let alone lying on the soft pillow now.

"Don't move yet, let the doctor see if there is any injury." Qin Wenjing saw the little kitten struggling to get up, and rolled down when he couldn't stand up, hurriedly put the kitten back in the middle of the pillow: " You have to be obedient, I like good obedient children."

"Meow." Xu Anhe was put back in the center of the pillow again, and immediately became anxious. He was about to roll off the pillow after much effort, but Qin Wenjing actually put him back again. Can this be tolerated?

So, Xu Anhe let out a cry that he thought was intimidating, and then continued to roll down.Be sure to climb down quickly to find a place to defecate, or he may not be able to control his instinct...

It is impossible to imagine myself urinating in front of a grown man, even if his shell is a kitten, but the soul is an adult.

This scene of urinating in front of another grown man is simply unimaginable.

"Mao Tuan is really amazing, he has regained his energy." Qin Wenjing looked at Mao Tuan who immediately became lively, his eyes softened a lot, and he even showed a little pride. He really deserved to be his life-saving cat, who was dying just a moment ago. It's only a matter of time before the conference is so lively.

It seems that the chicken soup for the soul is not completely ineffective, it is very effective for his family's hair balls.In the future, he needs to ask people to find more chicken soup for the soul with praise and encouragement, so that his Enmao can always be so lively.

Thinking of this, he started to push the hair ball that was about to roll off the pillow to the middle.

A philosopher once said that shame generates motivation, and shame can make people have unlimited potential. This is true at all. Xu Anhe, who was pushed into the middle of the pillow again, gritted his teeth and stared, and stood up suddenly with four claws. Got up, and stumbled down the pillow, not afraid of the height of the sofa, just jumped down.

(Philosopher: I don't, I'm not, you nonsense!!!)

However, Xu Anhe overestimated his ability to move, and underestimated Qin Wenjing's ability to react. As soon as he jumped off the sofa, Qin Wenjing caught him, held him in his hand, and watched him speak seriously: "Be good, hairball, the sofa is too high for you, you will get hurt."

I can't bear it... I can't bear it...

Xu Anhe felt a hot current flow from the ass, flowed through the fur on the ass, and dripped onto Qin Wenjing's thigh along Qin Wenjing's fingers.

The capitalized life without love face...

Qin Wenjing first felt the heat on his hands, and then felt liquid falling on his thighs. He bowed his head ominously and had a premonition. Although the cleanliness was not serious, Mr. Qin still had a little bit of a stiff face and looked down at his thighs. Looking at the desperate cat, I immediately knew what was dripping on my leg...

Thinking about the behavior of Mao Tuan in a hurry to get down, and thinking about Mao Tuan yelling at himself, Qin Wenjing resisted the urge to throw the life-saving cat out, stiffly held the Mao Tuan on the pillow, and rushed into the bathroom Wash your hands and take a shower.

As for the pillow with the hair ball, he threw it away when he came out of the bathroom, and took a bath for the hair ball by the way.

Xu Anhe was also a little desperate. It was the first time he felt so ashamed when he grew up. The shame in his heart almost drowned his whole cat. He couldn't control himself and urinated in front of a grown man...

Loveless...

Number Two who was hiding in Xu An and Zhihai witnessed this century-old tragedy with his own eyes, and secretly recorded it, intending to be the host who threatens him with black history. Send this to No. [-] and his host, and let them watch the embarrassing moment of the host together.

Therefore, it's not unreasonable for number two to be beaten. He is always running on the verge of death. If it is not beaten, who will be beaten?

Qin Wenjing threw all the clothes he was wearing into the trash can, and hastily turned on the shower to rinse himself. When his right arm was washed, he also used the shower to clean the surrounding blood stains, and washed away the wound that had stopped bleeding. flow out.

Qin Wenjing didn't even blink his brows about the wounds to study abroad again. For him, the current injuries are not comparable to the previous ones. When he was in the training camp, there were many more serious wounds than this one.

And, he cared more about the condition of the hairball in the living room than the wound.He left in a hurry just now, so he put the little milk cat on the sofa pillow, thinking about the little guy's previous behavior of jumping on the sofa, Qin Wenjing took a bath much faster. It is necessary to spread blankets at home, and prepare a small toilet for the little one, and teach him to urinate in a special place.

The more Qin Wenjing thinks about it, the more he thinks about it, from preparing cat toilets for cats at the beginning, to preparing shower gel, cat food, cat toys, cat rooms, cat climbing frames for cats...

In the end, I thought about what kind of partner to find for the hairball when it grows up...

Um?Is the hairball a male cat or a female cat?

The more he thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became, and the more he worried that something might happen to the little hairball who was alone in the living room. Mr. Qin, who always loved cleanliness, wiped his body halfway through washing, wrapped himself in a towel and went back to the living room.

The hairball is still lying on the pillow, and the round eyes are half-closed now, and the cat's face is pressed against the soft pillow, and I don't know what to think.

Qin Wenjing thought about Mao Tuan jumping on the sofa in a hurry before being stopped by himself, and finally couldn't help but hold it in his palm...

Cough cough, the hair ball was so lively before, but now it looks like it was hit by the previous actions?

The more Qin Wenjing thought about this possibility, the more he felt that the chicken soup time for the soul had come: "Mao Tuan, you are still young, and it is understandable that you can't control yourself. You see, the master didn't blame you, so don't take it to heart. "

It’s okay if he didn’t say that, but when he said that, Xu Anhe immediately regained his energy, turned over and squatted on the pillow, baring his teeth and yelling: “Miwu, meow, meow... It's not that you stopped me, I can do such a thing?)"

"Mao Tuan feels the same way, right? I knew Mao Tuan had no choice but to be Mao Tuan, and would not be defeated by small setbacks." Qin Wenjing's tone was a little relieved.

"..." Xu Anhe glanced at Qin Wenjing silently, expressing the thought of 'you are not a fool' with his eyes, then lay down and silently mourned his further and further morality.

Qin Wenjing saw that Mao Tuan was lying down again, and then instilled in him the idea that you were too young and it wasn't your fault that you couldn't control it, and didn't want to think how stupid his behavior of talking to a cat was.

At least, when he hurriedly opened the door with the key, he saw the boss in the living room squatting half-naked on the ground and the subordinate who was talking to the cat all the time was greatly shocked.

He even felt that the boss's injury this time might be a bit serious. Not only should he heal the obvious wound first, but also arrange for a brain doctor to do a systematic examination.

The author has something to say: Qin Wenjing: It’s okay baby, it’s not your fault that you can’t control yourself, I don’t care if you pee on my hand, if you like you, you have to like everything about you, even if you are incontinent! ! ! !

Xu Anhe grinds his claws silently, the sharp claws are polished to a shine, and he slaps them across, leaving four wounds on Qin Wenjing's face: MDZZ