Chapter 1217

But when he handed it over, Fang Yuhan's hand was stiff for a moment.

To tell the truth, he did not know why he saw the cat in that miserable call heart will be uncomfortable, so that the ghost came to tell a lie like that.

However, this little guy is dirty and wet, which really makes president Fang, who is always a clean man, unable to bear it.

He was about to take out the handkerchief from his pocket. Gu Shengyin had already jumped out of the man's hand and landed firmly on Fang Yuhan's shoulder.

"Meow ~" seems to hate that his shoulder is a little cold. Gu Shengyin looks around and uses the force of his hind legs to jump into his own target -- the suit pocket that Fang Yuhan has just put into his hand.

Fang Yuhan is frozen.

He could feel his own temperature in his left pocket.

His first reaction was to reach out and take the daring guy out and throw it on the floor.

But the other party made an action at the next moment: maybe the temperature of the human body in his pocket was too warm. Gu Sheng couldn't help but stretch out his small head to rub against the inside of his pocket, and then he called twice softly.

The voice was completely different from the previous fright and shrill, full of laziness and contentment.

It's very happy.

Get this cognition, Fang Yuhan's heart that a trace of worry then mysteriously disappeared.

Forget it, it's rare to meet such a small thing that you don't hate. Keep it.

The assistant around him gaped at the obvious muddy mark on his president and the dirty cat in his pocket.

The person who settled down didn't know, but he could see clearly that the president didn't know this cat at all!

Is this really his cool and clean President?

The assistant looked up at the sky, thinking whether the weather was bad or not, and he was sick, so he had hallucinations.

"Gone." As usual, he said in a cold voice.

As soon as the assistant turned back to the cool eyes of his president, he instantly entered the professional state.

Sure enough, this is our president.

As for the cat

The assistant said he had better forget.

The man who settled down watched two people and a cat leave with an umbrella in the heavy rain.

He didn't doubt Fang Yuhan's words. After all, he saw the interaction between Mr. Fang and the cat.

With the character of the general manager Fang, if he is not his own, how can he allow a small animal to be so presumptuous?

He turned back, waiting for anweiwei in the car to see him come back empty handed, some ugly face: "where is the cat?"

The man said apologetically: "the kitten has its owner. Mr. Fang, his owner, has just come to take it away."

Mr. Fang?

Although anweiwei is not old, she is very clear in her heart that she is not the one she can provoke.

Since it's his cat, forget it.

It's just It's a pity.

Thinking of that kitten shivering in the heavy rain, her eyes showed a trace of regret.

Such a small thing, when the light of despair in his eyes, must be very beautiful.

The Housekeeper on one side looked at her and thought that she was unhappy because she liked the kitten.

"If you really like these little guys, why don't we go to the cat house and have one?" he suggested

An Weiwei smell speech on the face showed a smile: "Uncle Wen, you'd better!"

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