Chapter 554

At this time, Jos had this sense of fantasy, but they just didn't come back for half a month.

Has it been occupied?

Seeing that joss was still silly, Jing chihan sighed, "who did you give the bread and dough to?"

"I want to take care of you in Futian City, so I give the key to Fu Chen and ask him to take bread and dough to the pet store for a few days," he replied Because Mr. Yang's girlfriend doesn't like to care for animals, this time joss didn't dare to trouble Mr. Yang.

Jing chihan changed his shoes and took Jos by the hand.

Jos is still worried. If there are thieves here, they should run quickly.

Jing qiehan kicked a package of potato chips off the stall and said, "this is the brand Fu Chen likes."

Jos stiffened, his eyes turned to the kitchen, and the sour smell became stronger.

Then he heard a state curse: "damn! I failed again Then, there was a sound of knowing.

And through the curse, joss could tell who the owner of the voice was.

She felt incredible: "inside, is it Fu Chen?"

Jing zhehan rubbed his eyebrows and made no sound.

As if in order to answer her, the hidden door of the kitchen was opened. Inside, a man with a garbage bag in his left hand and a smelly iron pot in his right hand came out with an unhappy face. At his feet, he followed two cats that kept mewing.

Jos: "it's..."

Fu Chen

Jing chihan

They looked at each other. After a while, joss seemed to find his voice. He looked at the things in his hand and asked, "what are you doing?"

Fu Chen can't help hiding the garbage and iron pot behind him, but the goal is too big to hide.

Jos has a headache.

When the two cats saw their owners, they quickly shifted their positions, ran to Joss' feet, and began to bark around her, making her cry sad.

Jos felt something was wrong. He bent down to pick up the two cats and looked around. He thought there was something wrong.

"What's the matter? Why are the eyes of bread so beautiful? And eye droppings. "

Jing chihan also found that it was wrong. He dragged the dough and looked at it. His eyes narrowed and stared at Fu Chen: "what did you do?"

By two people so stare at, the thing in Fu Chen's hand, almost can't hold.

He shakes the corners of his mouth. He looks pretty and noble in the past, but now he looks a little embarrassed. He said with difficulty: "that... I can explain..."

The bread nest is in joss' arms. It looks very pitiful. Jos raised a round and plump body some time ago. Now when he touches it, he is thin enough to touch bones.

Smelling the owner's breath, it almost rubbed the whole cat's head between Jos's neck. Looking at the dependence, Jos was distressed to death: "then explain why it happened."

There is no need to explain. The result is obvious.

Fu Chen always likes to be at jingche's house. This time, he has all the rare keys. Naturally, there is no reason to leave.

He ate all the food and snacks in the fridge, but he still didn't want to go, because the restaurant downstairs of jingchihan's house is also delicious.

Then Fu Chen came up with the idea of making his own food. Then, the kitchen of joss's family suffered. Then, what he made was not human food at all, so he gave it to the cat. Both cats were dying. At this juncture, joss and Jing zhehan finally came back.

Fu Chen stammered over the past few days.

Joyce was crying with bread and dough in her arms.

She rushed to the kitchen and found that there was so much cat food, which made her angry.

"Why don't you give them cat food?"

Pay dust dry smile two, don't talk.

In fact, he didn't know where the cat food was. Before, he also gave two cats leftovers from the restaurant. Later, he cooked his own food and gave two cats the failed experimental food.

He thinks that animals can't eat what they don't eat. They have high resistance.

Joss stares at Fu Chen. If she doesn't remember that it's against the law to kill someone, she wants to chop him twice with a kitchen knife.

Carrying a bag of cat food, she did not speak, holding two cats on the second floor.

On the first floor, Fu Chen felt his nose awkwardly, took out the key from his pocket and put it on the tea table. He carefully said to Jing chihan, who was not good at face color: "well, I have something else to do. I'll go first and give you back the key."

Jing Che looked at him coldly, then glanced at the messy sofa and coffee table.

The American blockbuster on TV happened to have a missile that blew up a small town. After the bomb, it was in ruins.

Fu Chen coughed all over and said difficultly, "I'll call the hour to clean up later?"

"Ha ha." Men sneer and look cold.

Fu Chen decadent: "what do you want me to do, anyway, it's all like this." When he said that, he muttered: "who knows you come back today... Didn't you say that you still have to live for two days?"

"I'm in hospital. Are you happy?" The scene is cold and light.

In fact, Fu Chen was also worried before, but after the first day, he knew that this guy was pretending to be unconscious. Except for joss, he, uncle Jing and Yin Lin all knew it, but they tacitly respected his plan and didn't disclose it.

Therefore, since he knew that he was ok, Fu Chen had no scruples. He took his home as his own and began to do what he wanted.

"I made a slip of the tongue." He said, irritable scratch head, also began to temper: "I left."

This time Fu Chen is clever. He doesn't wait for Jing chihan to speak again. He has already turned around and ran to the porch.

Until the door opened and closed, and the man disappeared, Jing chihan breathed, looked at the messy living room and rubbed his eyebrows.

When he got out of the room, he looked down and saw that the first floor was like the scene of the disaster, while Jing chihan was the only one on the sofa.

"You let him go?" "How long has he been gone? I'll go after him!" he said Say, will go out.

Jing zhehan pulls her and drags her into her arms. Her voice is tired: "be safe."

Joss was hugged by him, but he was still unwilling: "thanks to me, I thought that although Fu Chen was a fool at ordinary times, he was very reliable at the critical moment. I was really blind, husband. Look at the bread dough. If we come back two days later, they will surely be tortured to death!"

It's not good to torture them to death, but bread dough is not a domestic cat. If they continue not to give them food, or eat those failed meals, they will certainly run away.