The kitten's birth date and health condition were written on the wooden sign, as well as the reason for discarding it: it was secretly thrown away while the children at home were not paying attention. I was afraid that it would delay the child's study, so I asked a kindhearted person to adopt it.

Ayong shook his head. He was such an irresponsible parent who secretly threw away his children's pets.

He turned his head and saw Mr. Ji holding the cat and teasing it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji was very skillful in teasing the cat.

The cat was still very small, Ji Changmu could lift it with one hand.

The little cat was very clean. It screamed "meow" and crawled on Ji Changmu's body. It even tried to pull off Ji Changmu's collar with its paws, but unfortunately it was too small and couldn't pull it.

"It's quite sexy." Ji Changmu raised the corners of his lips and looked into the kitten's glazed eyes, "What do you want to see? Huh?"

Ayong handed the sign to Ji Changmu: "Mr. Ji, this is an unwanted cat. How about I take it to the hotel front desk? They are so negligent that they let people leave the cat here."

"Show me to my room." Ji Changmu hung the sign around the cat's neck.

"Mr. Ji, this... do you want to raise it?"

"You think I can't afford it?"

"No, no, of course not..." A Yong looked confused.

"What is that?"

"I just feel that you may not have time to take care of this cat. Also, I don't know that you have any pets. I'm afraid you won't like this cat."

"If I raise it, I will naturally like it." Ji Changmu hugged the milk cat and frowned slightly, "What name should I give it?"

Ayong Khan, Mr. Ji seems to be serious.

The breeze blows in the yard, and the scent of osmanthus is strong.

Ji Changmu thought for a few minutes: "Let's call you Maoqiu."

For the first time, Ayong felt that he could not interrupt. He had never kept a pet, and in his mind, Ji Changmu was also a calm and calm person who did not like to make noises, let alone keep pets.

"Let's go, Ayong, go back."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Ayong pushed Ji Changmu back to the guest room.

The curtains in the guest room are tightly closed, the colors are dull, and the atmosphere is quiet.

"Mr. Ji, if nothing happens, I will go back first."

"Um."

Ayong also moved the cardboard box to the living room for Ji Changmu. The cardboard box contained the cat food prepared by the owner and clothes for the little cat.

Ji Changmu's fingers scratched the cat's neck, and the fur ball sat on Ji Changmu's lap with a look of enjoyment, very comfortable.

Ji Changmu smiled, his handsome features stretched out, the corners of his lips raised, and there were stars in his eyes.

"Maoqiu." He spoke in a low voice, "Your master doesn't want you anymore?"

The kitten couldn't understand what Ji Changmu said, so it opened its eyes when it heard the sound, and pawed at Ji Changmu's upper body pajamas.

The little guy is still very small, and his claws are weak and weak, but he is very smart and knows how to push up from the hem of his clothes.

It pushed up Ji Changmu's pajamas, and Ji Changmu had to pull the clothes off himself, laughing even harder: "Who raised a perverted cat? Who taught you?"

The little guy had a serious spirit. The more Ji Changmu tried not to let him look at him, the more anxiously he pushed up Ji Changmu's pajamas with his paws.

Ji Changmu didn't care about it. He played with it for a while and then fed it cat food.

This little thing brings infinite life to a dull room.

When Ji Changmu had no time to deal with it, he would put it in a cardboard box and ponder the documents he brought back today by himself. Sometimes he would make a few phone calls with Chang Hao.
Chapter completed!