Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

Just when Xiao Xianrou wanted to find a crack to get in, there was a commotion at the door.

The little sugar cake couldn't help but look over.

The handsome man at the door was wearing a pale yellow robe with Western characteristics, with long black hair draped behind him, deep eyes, and his wheat-colored skin was healthy and vibrant, with a hint of romance. The former singer is back in this world.

As expected of Rong Hang!

There is only one thought in everyone's mind.

Little Sugar Cake and Fu Mingming looked at Rong Hang with starry eyes.

Unanimously thought-

very handsome

Director Angus' eyes lit up and said excitedly, "Rong Hang, come and take a makeup photo with Xiao Tangcake."

In the plot, the little sugar cake is Rong Hang's pet.

In the eyes of Rong Hang's fanboy, Rong Hang has his own buff and cooperates very well with Rong Hang. There are a few photos of Rong Hang touching the little sugar cake, and even more cute women screaming at the scene.

After the cooperation, it is Rong Hang's single photo.

Fu Mingming went to the staff to ask what photos could be sent out, because the crew had to keep it secret after all.

Rong Hang was surrounded by people around him.

The little candy cake, who was alone, touched his shriveled belly.

A little hungry.

His azure blue eyes looked around randomly, there were snacks on the table on one side, and a cherry pudding on top, and the eyes of the sugar cake lit up immediately.

Sweet and sweet cherry pudding—

The white cat turned his head and climbed up to the table without hesitation, turned on the table with difficulty, the little sugar cake was relieved, and happily flicked his tail and ran towards the cherry pudding, seeing the cherry pudding in front of him, the little sugar cake was happy Paws out.

But it was empty.

What?

Little Sugar Cake looked up in disbelief.

The black-haired, blue-eyed boy in a leather jacket snatched the cherry pudding from under the paws of the small sugar cake, slapped it, and tore it open—

It looks like it's about to bite.

"Meow-"

Heartbreaking cat meowing.

No!

The boy in the leather jacket was startled and looked down at the fat cat squatting on the table, while the cat stared at the cherry pudding in his hand expectantly, meowing eagerly.

Yi Ning was stunned, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and brought the cherry pudding in his hand to the small sugar cake: "Want to eat?"

The little sugar cake put his head close and let out a sweet meow.

Yes!

next second—

Yi Ning retracted his hand without hesitation, swallowed the cherry pudding into his mouth, chewed it expressionlessly, and said, "Eat less, fat cat."

Forget the cat's pudding, and still say that this cat is a fat cat?

stab -

Little Sugar Cake angrily stretched out his claws and scratched at the table, his claws making a harsh sound when he touched the wooden table.

Young man, our beams have grown up.

He turned his head, took the next best thing, took a vacuum-packed cake, walked to the corner angrily, and stared at his own cake.

So angry, how can there be such a hateful person.

That person is Rong Hang's assistant Xiaoyi, right?

How can a male **** have such an assistant?

With his claws, he punctured the cake's packaging bag, and Little Sugar Cake absentmindedly opened the cake's packaging bag.

But today it seems that even the packaging bag is against him, and he can't open it.

A pair of slender hands suddenly reached out.

Little Sugar Cake vigilantly hugged her cake.

Why is someone coming to grab the cat's treats?

He raised his head, and the owner of those hands turned out to be Rong Hang.

The handsome actor tore open the packaging bag, put the cake in his hand, and said to the small sugar cake, "Want to eat it? Kitty."

Little Sugar Cake looked at Rong Hang moved.

The male **** is indeed the male god.

He wants to be a fanboy for a lifetime.

Little Sugar Cake happily buried her head in Rong Hang's palm, and licked her pink tongue.

After eating the small cake, the little sugar cake You licked the cake residue in Rong Hang's hand in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Rong Hang smiled softly and said, "The kitty is not full yet." He turned aside and said, "Xiaoyi, bring the fruit."

A black-haired teenager in a leather jacket was holding a pile of scattered documents. He came over with a box of peeled fruits and stared at the kitten under Rong Hang's feet with wide eyes.

Hey, isn't this the fat cat just now?

Hey, isn't this the bad guy just now?

One person, one cat, two pairs of blue eyes stared at each other, as if lightning flashed.

Rong Hang didn't notice and reached out to the boy. The boy in the leather jacket reluctantly handed over the fruit. Rong Hang opened it. The various fruits in the fruit box looked very attractive. He fed the fruit to the small sugar cake.

Little Sugar Cake proudly glanced at the young man, flicked his tail, and nibbled at the fruit in Rong Hang's hand.

"Rong Hang—"

There seemed to be something wrong with Director Angus looking for Rong Hang. Rong Hang helplessly shook his head and handed the fruit to Xiao Yi: "Come and feed the kitty, I'll go over there."

Little Sugar Cake was busy pulling Rong Hang's trousers with his claws, and looked at Rong Hang meowing pitifully.

No, that person will definitely not feed himself!

Of course Rong Hang didn't understand. He just thought that the white cat couldn't bear him. He touched the little sugar cake's head and said, "Dear me, I'll be right back."

Only Xiaosu and Xiaoyi looked at each other.

Xiaoyi picked up a sweet peach with a fork, and the little sugar cake raised his head, couldn't help swallowing, but he still glanced his head to the side.

Xiaoyi raised the corners of his lips, glanced under his feet, and couldn't help but glance at his white dumplings.

So cute.

Then, without hesitation, he put the peach into his mouth, clicked it twice, and swallowed it.

The black-jacketed boy put the pile of scattered documents on the table, put the fruit on it, and ate the full box of fruit gracefully but quickly.

Little Sugar Cake snorted coldly and walked away in disdain.

He will not care about this person.

Ding Ding—

Yi Ning's cell phone rang, and the boy took out his cell phone from his left trouser pocket. His movements were a bit big, and he didn't notice the fruit box on the side.

Clang.

The fruit box and the documents below all fell to the ground.

The white paper was flying around, and the thick three-finger-wide documents were scattered on the ground because they were not bound. What's worse, the remaining juice in the fruit box all fell onto the paper.

The little sugar cake took a closer look, and the lines were printed on the paper all over the floor. In the blank space of the lines, there were densely written analysis of the lines with black pen, and the psychological trajectory of the protagonist.

Some papers have been worn for a long time due to long-term reading.

Rong Hang took a lot of thought when he saw it.

At this moment, due to water stains, many pen words have been blurred.

Seeing that something was wrong, Yi Ning's face changed drastically, Xiao Tang Kuo didn't leave and squatted aside, ready to watch the show.

Oh, how could you be so careless.

It's bad.

The small sugar cake thought falsely.

In this case, no matter how good-tempered Rong Hang is, he will be a little angry.

The boy in the leather jacket hung up the ringing phone in a rage, picked up Rong Hang's manuscript in a panic, and desperately wanted to wipe the water off the manuscript, but it was obviously useless.

"Fuck." The young man looked at the messed up manuscript with a remorseful expression, very guilty, and a white cat squatted beside him. Although he tried his best to hide it, don't think he couldn't see the mockery on his face.

Being mocked by a cat.

Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the manuscript, his head spinning rapidly.

Yes, he can do this!

Xiaoyi suddenly had an epiphany in his mind, and looked at the white cat who was licking his fur leisurely.

The little sugar cake happily licking his paws suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

After a while, Rong Hang came back and frowned at his messy manuscript.

Xiao Yi pointed to the plum-shaped paw print on the paper and said righteously, "Brother Rong, this cat is too naughty."

As if being ravaged, Little Candy Cake with messy hair lifted up his claws, which were forcibly wet by Xiao Yi: "Meow meow meow—" He lied.

Xiaoyi calmly said, "I'll feed it fruit."

Little Sugar Cake turned to look at Xiaoyi: "Miaomiaomiao-" He didn't give me a single bite, he ate it all!

Xiaoyi blushed: "who knew it would climb onto the table and push down the manuscript I put on it."

Xiao Tang Cake was shocked by Xiao Yi's shamelessness: "Meow meow-" I didn't, he made it.

Xiao Yi's heart didn't jump: "I went to pick up the manuscript and put the fruit box aside, but the cat stepped on the fruit box again."

Little Candy Cake couldn't believe it: "Meow meow meow!" He also knocked over the fruit box.

Xiaoyi finally took out the evidence and made a final decision: "If you don't believe me, look at it, the manuscript is full of its paw prints."

Little Sugar Cake raised his wet paws: "Meow—" He wet my paws and forced them down.

In the end, Xiao Yi sighed and said hypocritically, "Brother Rong, it's still my fault. I should be optimistic about this cat. After all, what does a cat know?"

Sugar Cake: Oh, human.

You did not give up, the little sugar cake ran to the trash can, took out the disposable paper cup that Xiaoyi used to hold water to wet his paws, and pushed it in front of Rong Hang: "Miaomiaomiao!!"

This is evidence!

Rong Hang's brows furrowed even deeper after being quarreled by one person and one cat.

Xiaoyi quickly said: "I was afraid that my cat would be thirsty, so I filled a cup with water." Then he pretended to touch the small sugar cake, took the disposable cup down, and smiled stiffly: "Kitten, you are thirsty again. Can't you use the cups thrown in the trash can."

Xiao Tang Cake patted Xiao Yi's hand, and lay down on the ground without love, wishing that he could spit out the words and pierce the liar.

Rong Hang looked at the dejected kitten, rubbed its exposed belly, and sighed: "Forget it, what does it know, and what it does, I blame you for what it does. Next time you can be careful, you Put the manuscript page numbers in order, I'll go back and see those pages are no longer usable, I still remember them anyway."

Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "I'll tidy up now."

The little sugar cake touched the hand of the male **** and rubbed it on the male god's hand.

The male **** is indeed a male god!

but-

He turned over and stood up, looking at the direction that Xiaoyi left, the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes.

This is not going to end like this!

Absolutely not.

After Fu Mingming came back, he posted the photos that the crew agreed to send on Weibo today. The little candy cake with a blue bow like a little gentleman instantly gained the love of countless mother and father fans.

Of course, there are also people who wonder who is the hand of the man who caresses the little sugar cake in the photo. Some people recognize at a glance that this is not the hand that often appears in the little sugar cake's Weibo.

Fu Mingming's mysterious reply was kept secret.

Of course, Fu Mingming didn't forget @小糖Cookie.

Although he vaguely guessed who was using this Weibo, Fu Mingming didn't dare to ask or think about it.

Satisfied, Fu Mingming was ready to leave with a small sugar cake.

But the always cute little sugar cake doesn't seem to want to leave.

Fu Mingming thought that the little sugar cake had not had enough fun, so he went with the little sugar cake.

at the same time.

Fu Xiao in the conference room listened to the nonsense of his subordinates expressionlessly. He picked up his mobile phone, saw the Weibo message above, and clicked in.

Inside is a beautiful photo of his cat in nine palaces, especially the pair of blue eyes, which are very expressive.

Even Fu Xiao had to admit that he really shot better than himself.

Don't know what camera the videographer is using, he can also buy one.

He clicked into the comments below -

"What a beautiful hand, are you the owner of the little sugar cake?"

"It's not the hands that often appear in Weibo."

"I think the owner of these hands is like the owner of the small candy cane, and it feels like a good match for the small candy cane."

"It doesn't matter, I powdered the owner of the hands and the CP of the little sugar cake."

Um?

Fu Xiao calmly posted a photo on Little Sugar Cake Weibo—

In the photo, the white hairballs are sleeping soundly in the arms of an adult man who cannot see his face. The morning light shines on the kitten. The picture is warm and beautiful.

The photo has been sent, and someone commented immediately below—

"The main palace is undoubtedly."

Fu Xiao's brows stretched, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed the phone screen.

The subordinates who were silent next to him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mr. Fu's brows stretched out. Immediately, the group of people began to guess what made Mr. Fu so happy.

Could it be that Xingchen has a new M&A plan?

Or is the financial market about to start a new storm?

Xiao Yi, who was squatting alone at the corner table, finally arranged the last page in order.

After stretching, the leather jacket boy took a few steps to the side to move his muscles and bones.

As soon as he turned around, he found the fat white cat walking quietly beside the pile of sorted manuscripts he had placed on the table.

The fat white cat noticed his gaze, raised his head, and smiled sweetly at him.

He suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, and quickly ran back.

But it's too late-

The demon-like cat mercilessly pushed the manuscripts he had sorted to the ground.

The neat manuscripts fluttered in mid-air, and his hours of hard work were destroyed.

hateful.

Xiaoyi saw the cat smiling evilly and pushing the water glass on the table.

do not-

Xiaoyi hurried over, don't push the water down, the manuscript will be finished.

However, the cat seemed to be waiting for him to come.

As soon as he came, the cat quickly pushed the water on him.

The water tumbled below his waist and above his thighs.

Suspicious water spots quickly appeared in that area.

Xiao Yi lowered his head and looked at his lower body in disbelief.

He stood up abruptly.

There was a low snicker from the staff next to him.

He quickly explained: "It's not what you think. It's the cat."

He looked down and saw that the water glass on the table had rolled to nowhere, and the cat had already popped out several meters away, squatting on the cabinet with its head down, seeing everyone looking over, looking up at everyone making innocent noises.

Seems like you are looking for me again.

It looked like Xiaoyi's pants suddenly got wet.

Xiao Yi's face darkened.

Everyone said in different voices: "Well, we know."

No, you don't know.

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and closed it helplessly.

He was framed by this cat.

And how he was going to explain the pool of water.

The boring crew life gossip spreads the fastest, and he can almost imagine what it will be like in a few days.

Xiaoyi lowered his head, and the abominable cat raised his head just to meet his gaze and innocently licked his paws towards him: "Meow~"

Then the cat raised its tail and walked straight past him proudly.

hateful!

Sugar Cookie: Never offend a cat.