Chapter 1: Hugging thighs

"Squeak--"

In the heavy rain at night, the sudden sound of emergency brakes was particularly harsh. A black Rolls-Royce suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the road on a rainy night, so it didnt cause any inconvenience.

"Whats wrong?" In the Rolls-Royce, the man sitting in the back seat opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the driver. His pair of deep black pupils were very deep.

"Sorry, sir, a cat suddenly ran out in front." The driver, Lao Zhang, wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Go around." The man pressed his temple, his voice flat.

"Okay."

The car restarted and drove slowly.

The man looked out the window, and a small pure white figure suddenly came into his sight. Is that... a Persian cat?

"Stop."

The driver was a little surprised, but he didnt say anything and stopped the car again.

Xiao Miao always thought that she was a very motivated cat, so she had always been running towards the beautiful dream of cultivating into a human being, but the reality was so cruel that after so many years she was still a fat cat. Moreover, even if she couldnt cultivate into a human being, as a noble among cats, she actually fell to the point of wandering around. What happened to this world! So she decided to hold on to her own thighs, waiting for the thighs to take the initiative to raise her, so she finally waited for a car that she liked, bravely rushed out, stretched out her two short forelimbs and stopped it. ——But! This car actually went around! She! Drive! Away! Oh my god, what the hell is going on now? ! Xiao Miao covered her face with her fat and short paws, feeling sad. It is said that when God closes your door, he will squeeze your head with the door, so is she destined to be trapped by Gods door?

She was sad for a while, and suddenly felt that the car had stopped again.

Xiao Miao looked forward with her eyes full of longing for the future, and saw a tall and slender figure in the rain holding a black umbrella and stepping on the rain on the ground slowly walking towards her. Although the mans appearance was not clear in the dark rainy night, in Xiao Miaos eyes, he was like an angel in the night, with a strong and dazzling light emanating from his back.

Yan Xiu Ze didnt know why he suddenly asked Lao Zhang to stop the car for a cat, and it was a cat that didnt look so cute now. He was not a person who liked to raise small animals, nor was he a person who was easily loving. But maybe it was because he had just seen this little thing covering its face with its fat and short front paws in the car, or maybe it was because it was looking at him pitifully with its round blue eyes, he suddenly had the idea of ​​taking it home. If there was such a little thing in his home, it didnt seem so bad.

Xiao Miao looked at the handsome man with clear outlines in front of him looking at him, and felt that it was necessary to strive for the possibility of getting close to this thigh in front of him, and this thigh was so handsome, he was lucky!

Thinking of this, Xiao Miao blinked his innocent big eyes, patted his front legs against each other, stretched out his fat and short front legs, and blinked his round eyes again to stare at him, the subconscious meaning was - want to kiss, hug, and lift up high.

Yan Xiu Ze stared at the cat in astonishment, his lips twitching. Is this...really a cat...its really...spiritual. However, if he wanted to keep an ordinary pet, he wouldnt have to pick it up on the roadside. Such spiritual cats are rare, and thats exactly what he wants. Ordinary cats are so boring. The corners of his lips slightly raised, he bent down slightly, and stretched out his slender hands.

Xiao Miao was stunned. Is this...the rhythm of taking her home? ! So easy? After she realized it, she immediately wanted to hug his arms excitedly, but after looking at his clean and slender hands, she looked at her dirty and wet body, shook off the rain on her body vigorously, and then ran over to hug his arms with a little more peace of mind, and rubbed them again. The strength of the hug was so great that it seemed like you will never get rid of me in the future.

Yan Xiu Ze raised the corner of his mouth again, held the umbrella in one hand and the Persian cat in the other, and turned to walk towards the Rolls-Royce. His slender figure was getting farther and farther away in the rainy night, and there was... the cat in his arms.