Conquering the cold male god by selling cute

Chapter 212 I Didn't Want to Eat, I Missed You
After receiving the man's icy gaze, the fur on the kitty's body trembled, and then ran to the man with small steps.

He twitched the words he didn't say twice, and turned a corner obediently, and whispered in front of the man, "Papa Jing, why are you here?"

The person who knows the current affairs is Maojie, how could she get angry with Jing Yuchen for no reason? ?

Jing Yuchen expressionless: "I can't come?"

"No, I'm just surprised that you will come too." Tang Miaomiao looked at him curiously, and muttered regretfully, "What a pity, you came a bit late, they all ate up, if you tell me you will also Come on, I'm sure I'll save some for you."

Sharing is a virtue, and kittens still have a conscience!
Jing Rong and Jing Tian shrunk his shoulders behind him and couldn't help laughing.

Ouch, Miss Tang, you are too naive to think.

I don't want to eat, but I miss you.

Jing Yuchen's cool eyes froze for a moment on the girl's innocent face, and then lightly swept over Wang Heng behind her, and the little mouse that had already climbed onto Wang Heng's hand.

That sight, like the light and shadow of the executioner's sharp blade, slashed and slashed, making their hearts flustered.

Wang Heng shivered suddenly, belatedly thinking that when Mr. Jing came just now, he praised Tang Miaomiao so deeply that he didn't let go of his hand.

Is it possible...

Wang Heng trembled violently, his desire to survive exploded, and the fat on his face was full of desire to perform. Looking at Jing Yuchen, he worshiped and flattered him like looking up to a god.

"Mr. Jing, seeing you makes me feel at ease!"

Jing Yuchen looked at him quietly.

Even if the parties didn't agree, it didn't affect Wang Heng's acting skills, and he was extremely enthusiastic, "The boss is Mr. Jing, your favorite and treasure, and he is the body of a thousand gold. There is only one person to take care of the younger one. The task is difficult, and the younger one has trouble sleeping and eating. I was reluctant to leave for half a step, and now that I see Mr. Jing coming, I can finally feel relieved, and I can return Miss to Mr. Jing unscathed!"

The lonely and helpless little mouse: "..."

Wow you are taking it too far!
Do you think it's amazing that you can talk!
All of a sudden, the little mouse jumped onto Wang Heng's head, making various gestures with its four paws, trying to show something in front of Jing Yuchen.

Gold Master Papa, Su Me!Last time I saved a cat with a fever! ! !

Seeing the two younger brothers vying to be the first to perform in front of Jing Yuchen, the little cat Heibuliuqiu's face darkened.

Meow, who is the boss? Rebellion!
Jing Yuchen glanced at it indifferently, and said to Tang Miaomiao, "I'm going back."

"Oh……"

Seeing Jing Yuchen turned around and walked towards the Maybach not far away, Tang Miaomiao turned around and quickly asked Wang Heng for contact information, and the little mouse also took the opportunity to go back into his pocket and cry secretly.

"Tang Miaomiao."

"Come on!"

Hearing the man over there calling her, Tang Miaomiao hurriedly asked Wang Heng to deal with the two people in the hotel, and then ran to the car in a jolt.

Bending down, just about to go in, Jing Yuchen immediately said, "Throw that mouse out."

"what?"

Jing Yuchen's temples were throbbing, "That mouse was scurrying around just now."

The little mouse burst into tears: Boss, don't abandon me, I haven't eaten enough carrots...

Tang Miaomiao was also not happy, her little brother, how could anyone just throw it away.

"No, I brought it out, I have to take it back."

"..."

Jing Yuchen glared at her angrily, but fortunately she had the nerve to say so.

There has never been such a thing in the manor, except that she brought it back, where else could it come from?

"Jing Rong!"

Jing Rong came over in a hurry, "Miss Tang, you have misunderstood what I mean. I want you to put your little pet in the car behind temporarily, not to throw it away."

Tang Miaomiao glanced at the Maserati SUV behind him, nodded, and finally lifted the little mouse out with confidence.

The little mouse who almost thought he had lost the whole carrot world was completely paralyzed in the car.

This time he finally got into the car, and to express his displeasure, the little cat stood next to the door, separated by a thousand miles from a certain big ice block.

(End of this chapter)