Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

After tossing and turning all night, Fu Xiao opened his eyes and coughed a few times. His voice was hoarse and he held up one hand. He sat up from the soft bed, and the lean muscles in his back bulged slightly because of this movement. lines.

As soon as the little sugar cake looked up, he saw Fu Xiao's dry and chapped lips, and when he heard Fu Xiao's coughing sound, he knew that it was not good. He jumped from the cabinet to the bedside table, stretched out his furry front paws and pushed the white mug towards Fu Xiao.

The big cat face protruded from the bedside table, and the blue eyes looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

Fu Xiao stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the little sugar cake's head, but he couldn't help but think of the pair of eyes he had dreamed about last night.

The little candy cake, who was already squinting and waiting to be touched, looked at Fu Xiao suspiciously, and then turned to look at his snow-white back hair.

Very nice and soft.

Why didn't Fu Xiao touch him?

Little Sugar Cake was a little puzzled, but he still looked down at the cup beside his front paws and meowed, urging Fu Xiao to drink quickly.

Fu Xiao took the cup, took a sip, put it aside, he looked at the small sugar cake and sighed: "It's so good."

in the company.

Su Zening, who was buried in the text, looked at Fu Xiao's office and sighed again.

He thought that Fu Xiao would have a good rest at home today, but he didn't expect that even in this situation, Fu Xiao still chose to come to the company.

I don't know what happened to Fu Xiao.

Xiao Liu said irritably next to him: "Does Star TV eat shit? This year's national audition for singers has been going on for the 30th year. Nothing has changed for 30 years. Are there really people watching this show? Send it up, isn't this looking for scolding? They don't want to live, so don't implicate me who sent the documents."

When Su Zening heard it, his heart moved, and he said to Xiao Liu, "I will send it."

Xiao Liu hesitated: "Really?"

Su Zening stood up and said immediately, "That's fine."

Xiao Liu quickly stopped Su Zening and said, "Don't - please, my brother owes you once."

Su Zening just took the project book and said, "Are you in a hurry to send it?"

Xiao Liu said sadly: "The director of Xingxing TV station will be killed soon, and we can't delay it any longer." The director of Xingxing TV station and Mr. Fu's cat have become two legends in the office on this floor.

Su Zening knew this person from other colleagues. The director of Xingxing TV is now the second largest shareholder of Xingchen. He is of the same generation as Grandpa Fu Xiao. He is one of the company's veterans. Fu Xiao broke up unhappily, and he almost never won against Fu Xiao, and he hated Fu Xiao to the bone.

Of course, he was also one of Su Zening's vigilant targets.

Su Zening knocked on the door with the documents in his hand and entered Fu Xiao's office.

Fu Xiao and Secretary Zhang didn't know what to say, so they stopped when they saw him.

Su Zening didn't care either. Looking at Fu Xiao's face, he was relieved. He also knew that it didn't make much sense for him to come in, but he was always worried about it. Now, I brought a glass of water to Fu Xiao, and left without saying a word.

Fu Xiao, however, endured looking sideways at the back of his leaving, and said, "Yi Ning."

Su Zening turned his head to look at Fu Xiao, his blue eyes a little puzzled.

Fu Xiao's voice paused for a moment.

Su Zening looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Xiao said, "Wait and follow me out."

Su Zening was stunned, was Fu Xiao just going to tell him this?

He always felt that this was not what Fu Xiao was going to say, but he still nodded.

After a while, the two set off.

The transparent elevator opened, and Su Zening, who followed Fu Xiao with the documents in his hand, had a stiff back. He paused as he walked in. As soon as he entered, he leaned in the corner and stared at the operation panel as if there were many flowers on it. The same, did not dare to look down at all.

Fu Xiao looked over and asked lightly, "Afraid?"

Su Zening straightened his back and said, "It's just a little bit."

Although there is a little bit of fear in my heart.

But he is going to save Fu Xiao and the man in the water and fire in the future. In order to see Fu Xiao's gratitude to him in the future, he must maintain his image.

Fear of high or something is too cheap.

Just after he finished speaking, the elevator ceiling suddenly shook.

Su Zening immediately shrank behind Fu Xiao, with a posture that Fu Xiao had to be smashed first if something went wrong, and he had absolutely no staff intuition.

The elevator only vibrated for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

Fu Xiao glanced at him sideways: "A little bit?"

Don't think he didn't hear the smile in Fu Xiao's voice! Others can't hear it, can't he still hear it?

Su Zening clenched his fists in grief and indignation, raised his head to look at Fu Xiao and tried to defend, "Maybe I am a little bit more than others."

The young man's blue eyes looked at Fu Xiao, like clear sea water, clear and bright.

Fu Xiao uneasily turned his head away and looked at the elevator control panel, "Here it is."

He walked out of the elevator, and Su Zening, who was holding the document behind him, chased after him and explained, "You have to believe me, it's really just a little bit."

The two sat in the car, the bulkhead of the car raised.

Fu Xiao and Su Zening were both sitting in the back seat. Su Zening was holding the document and was still thinking about what happened just now. He couldn't help crying in his heart for his glorious and great image in the future.

The high speed that the driver took the two of them on did not seem to be able to reach the destination so quickly.

Fu Xiao closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

When Su Zening saw it, he remembered Fu Xiao's appearance in the morning and said, "Take a rest."

Fu Xiao was about to shake his head.

Su Zening said seriously: "If you are sick, you should rest well. It has been uncomfortable and uncomfortable."

Fu Xiao asked, "How do you know?"

Su Zening didn't even think about it and said, "You can see it at a glance." The black-haired boy looked at Fu Xiao and solemnly swore, "I will wake you up later."

Fu Xiao didn't refute, he really needed to rest, and after that dream last night, he hardly fell asleep.

Closing his eyes, Fu Xiao leaned on the seat behind.

After a while, Su Zening saw that Fu Xiao was breathing evenly, took off his trench coat, and gently covered it on Fu Xiao's body, he couldn't help but look at Fu Xiao's profile.

The familiar side face frowned slightly at this time, and seemed to be worried about this. Looking at Su Zening, he wanted to smooth him out by himself.

I don't know when it started, Su Zening thought casually, as if there was no way to see the person in front of him unhappy and indifferent.

Mom and Dad have said before that they can't see how unhappy they are.

They say that most parents all over the world are like this. And he did the same to Fu Xiao.

So he simply treats Fu Xiao as his own child!

Su Zening looked at Fu Xiao with the eyes of an old father. The veteran reached out and touched Fu Xiao's forehead, and then touched his forehead again, and sighed after confirming that Fu Xiao had no fever.

I just don't know when Fu Xiao can save himself some snacks.

Su Zening thought about the mess in his mind, and fell asleep while leaning on the seat.

After a long while, Fu Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the clothes on his body and the numbness left by the boy's fingers touching his forehead just now, and ripples appeared in his heart.

It was the first time someone touched his forehead.

At this moment, the sleeping boy leaned on his shoulder with a slight tilt of his head.

The hot and humid breath of the young man hit Fu Xiao's neck with a strange touch.

Fu Xiao's hand that was supposed to hold up the young man turned a corner for some reason, and straightened the young man's shoulders to make him sleep more comfortably.

After doing this, he closed his eyes to rest.

After waking up, Fu Xiao regretted the decision he had made.

It must have been crazy at the time.

Fu Xiao looked blankly at the suspicious water stains on his shirt that spread to his coat.

Su Zening cried and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

To die, to die, how could he leave saliva on Fu Xiao's clothes.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and said, "Get out of the car first."

This time I didn't bring Su Zening out, but I don't know why I suddenly changed my attention, but since it's okay to bring it out, these things have to be done slowly.

Su Zening heard the words and got out of the car obediently. There was a quiet villa in front of the door.

Fu Xiao entered the password, the door of the villa opened, and Su Zening followed Fu Xiao in. The decoration style inside was simple. Looking at Fu Xiao's style, he just didn't know why Fu Xiao had such a house in the next city.

Fu Xiao said: "This is where I lived when I was studying. There will be a party tomorrow morning. We will stay here tonight." As for the party, it must be in the business field.

Su Zening was so obedient that he didn't dare to ask any questions, and looked at the water stains on Fu Xiao's shoulders and nodded.

Fu Xiao looked at the black-haired boy and asked, "Can you cook?"

Su Zening bit his head and shook his head.

More than just cooking, he has never even entered the kitchen.

Fu Xiao sighed.

Su Zening faintly felt that this sigh was almost equivalent to asking you what to do.

Fu Xiao said: "Then let's contact the hotel to deliver the meal."

Su Zening nodded sharply.

Fu Xiao looked at him.

He looked at Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao: "Then why don't you go?"

Only then did Su Zening react suddenly, and he hurriedly started to ask the assistant brothers and sisters what to do in this situation.

After figuring out a series of procedures, Su Zening finally got in touch with the hotel.

Fu Xiao had already changed his clothes. He sat on the sofa and said to Su Zening, "By the way, iron your clothes for tomorrow."

While on the phone with the hotel, Su Zening hurriedly read the description of the ironing machine: "Address? Wait for me to see, Boulevard, the steam will be added to-"

"What? Not Boulevard Steam Plus Street!" Su Zening hurriedly said loudly to the other end of the phone, "No, no, don't hang up."

There was a beeping sound from the phone.

He hurriedly called back, and he felt a stream of water under his feet, and the water from the ironing machine didn't know how to seep out.

And the voice of Fu Xiao over there continued to come.

"Make the tea and use the one in the second drawer of the study."

"Contact the driver tomorrow."

...

Fu Xiao sat on the sofa and flipped through the documents, not paying attention to Su Zening's distressed situation over there.

Su Zening was so busy that he didn't stop for a moment.

After reading the documents, Fu Xiao walked out of the study, looked at Su Zening lying motionless on the sofa, and said casually, "Wait a minute, check the documents you will bring tomorrow and the ones on the list, tonight—"

Before he finished speaking, Su Zening couldn't help but widen his eyes. That list of ten pages, let him finish it tonight? He raised his eyes to look at Fu Xiao.

With sad eyes thinking--

Fu Xiao, I advise you to be kind!

Otherwise, I can't guarantee that your cat will not do anything too excited.