Chapter 492

"Cute? I woke up early in the morning. He slept on my pillow and held my paw. It's so cute, so cute..." xiaotonghua had long wanted to keep a pet, but his body has always been bad, and Shen Qianshu didn't let him keep it.

He was so happy that he got up with such great benefits.

Yeling looked at the little boy painting and the baby kitten expressionless. It was the same eyesore. The baby kitten didn't eat all night. She was very hungry. She grabbed the hand of the little boy painting and made a pitiful cry. The heart of the little boy painting was about to melt.

"Zhong ran, take a bowl and pour some milk. It's hungry."

Zhong ran, with Ye Ling's serious face, served the young master properly. Although Ye Ling's face was ugly, he did not stop it. Zhong ran couldn't help looking at the snow outside the sky. It was really a strange thing. It was red rain, and most of them even endured a cat swaggering on his territory.

Miss Shen is really... God and man!

Young or old, what's your principle?

Yeling looked at the little boy painting with heavy eyes, holding the milk cat and giving him milk. The little milk cat stretched out its sharp tongue and licked it mouth by mouth. Looking at the poor appearance, the little boy painting washed his hands, sat on the table and took a corn to chew.

"Where's my mommy?"

"Sleep."

"Why is she still sleeping?"

"She's tired."

Zhong ran, "..."

Lying in the trough, he felt that he was showing off!

Please let the young master go. He is still a child.

The little boy looked at him innocently, eating corn, as if waiting for him to explain what is tired. Zhong ran was deeply afraid not to disturb the little flowers of the motherland, and hurriedly said, "it's time to go to work, young or old."

Yeling, "I know."

Zhong yancao broke his heart, and the little boy painted a blank face. He has nothing to do recently. He has classes at home. He is very leisurely. The weather is too cold, and it is not suitable for small otaku. He looked forward to Yeling, "Daddy, can I raise it?"

He and Shen Qianshu are worthy of being mother and son. They have something to ask for, and their mouths are very sweet. This cry of daddy is so charming.

Yeling narrowed his eyes dangerously and just wanted to say throw it out. Suddenly, he thought of the beauty of last night. If he kept a little thing, it seemed that he could get sweetness. His face was expressionless and deep. The little boy's painting tore up the mask of peace and showed his ferocious claws, "I don't care, I want to keep it."

"Whatever!" Yeling loosened her mouth.

Zhong ran, "..."

Young or old, what's your principle?

Is your love for the young master no longer principled? It's unscientific and unreasonable. It seems that something happened that he doesn't know. He should deeply reflect on whether he missed any important information as a dark guard.

The little boy painted happily. Several bodyguards drove out of the rose castle, and the castle was quiet. Yeling took eight bodyguards away, and a dozen security guards were left in the castle. The little boy painted named the baby cat Hamburg.

Hamburger is very attached to him. Almost wherever he goes, hamburger goes with him. The little boy likes hamburger very much. He buys a lot of imported snacks and cat food for Hamburg with his mobile phone in one breath, and instantly feels the benefits of money.

The castle is very large, and the activity area of Hamburg is very large. The little boy painted on the balcony of the living room and set up a cat litter for him. He also bought a very large cat shelf. Shen Qianshu went downstairs with a haggard face and ate breakfast lovelessly.

"Mommy, didn't you sleep well?"

"Well." Shen Qianshu nodded, not only did she not sleep well, but tossed around until the second half of the night, which was more tiring than a live shot. Hatefully, Yeling was refreshed in the morning, and she looked like a vegetable.