Chapter 82

Fu Xiao, don’t be angry, okay?

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Oh crap, it’s over!

Little Sugar Cake spread his claws and escaped with rigid movements.

Little Sugar Cake, who had been thinking hard where he had exposed himself, turned his head to look at Fu Xiao in shock. His blue eyes were filled with disbelief!

How did Fu Xiao know?

Was he really hiding it that well?

Impossible, ah?

“Where are you going?” Fu Xiao’s voice was light, it was like he was talking Little Sugar Cake for a walk in the suburbs.

But Little Sugar Cake, who was familiar with Fu Xiao’s personality, realized that something was wrong.

Fu Xiao was really angry.

The alarm bell in Little Sugar Cake’s heart is ringing.

The snow-white kitty, who was about to escape, immediately turned his head, and walked back without hesitation. As he walked, he secretly observed Fu Xiao’s expression, and deliberately raised his furry little head to show his best angle to Fu Xiao.

Since he’s been caught, then he’s caught, ba.

The most important thing now is to coax Fu Xiao back.

The white kitty’s almond-like pupils looked at Fu Xiao pleasingly. He rubbed his snow-white fluffy body against Fu Xiao’s feet, while letting out a sweet and intimate meow, without needing to pay anything.

However, Little Sugar Cake, who didn’t have the least clue in his heart, had absolutely no idea how bad he looked now. His snow-white fur was messy, with blood and mud on them, forming lumps.

He’s like a stray cat who came from nowhere, and just finished going through the thrash.

The blood stains on his body just now rubbed onto Fu Xiao’s body again. In addition to the white shirt in the cold man’s expensive black suit, the straight suit pants were also in a bloody mess.

Little Sugar Cake, who finally realized this, moved his eyes away with a guilty conscience: …

He stared at Fu Xiao’s blood-stained trousers for a long while, and finally, the idea of ‘don’t worry, you don’t have to wash yourself anyway’ prevailed. Without any hindrance, Little Sugar Cake looked away from the bloodstains, obediently stuck out his front paws, and asked Fu Xiao for a hug.

In the past, whenever he was like this, Fu Xiao would definitely hug him.

However, this time, Little SUgar Cake exhausted all efforts, but Fu Xiao was still cold and unmoved.

Why on earth was Fu Xiao so angry like this, ah?

Little Sugar Cake squatted at Fu Xiao’s feet, and his beautiful eyes were full of grievances.

He did hide a lot of things from Fu Xiao, but he only did this to save Fu Xiao, this big smelly socks, ah.

He thought about the thousands of reasons why Little Sugar Cake suddenly ran away, and he was very worried.

Even if he already vaguely knew in his heart that Little Sugar Cake might be fine, he didn’t see him with his own eyes, making his heart uneasy.

He even thought about whether Little Sugar Cake realized that he was dying and didn’t want to worry himself, so he secretly ran away.

But what did he see in the end?

Little Sugar Cake was jumping around and was about to leave.

He pursed his lips, and his face was extremely ugly.

Is Little Sugar Cake really that desperate to leave himself?

He doesn’t even want to say goodbye to himself.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and looked at the kitten who was frantically flapping its tail under his feet. He bent down, and slowly stroked Little Sugar Cake’s back with his slender fingers. His fingertips combed through Little Sugar Cake’s dirty fur, there was no expression on his face as he looked at Little Sugar Cake and said: “Little Sugar Cake, I will give you a chance. If you want to go, I will let you go now.”

Fu Xaio’s eyelids droop down, looking at every subtle expression of Little Sugar Cake.

Hearing this, every strand of Little Sugar Cake’s fur stood up.

Does Fu Xiao look like such a nice guy? Not to mention the rest, has he been fishing for law enforcement less often?

He was full of sadness and tears. Every time Fu Xiao forced himself to lose weight, he didn’t let him eat snacks, but always unintentionally put unpacked small dried fish on the table in the living room.

Once he steals it, he’s finished.

Hehe, so he was very sure that if he dared to leave, he would be dead.

What’s more, why would he leave? Is it because the delicacies of the mountains and seas are not delicious anymore, the little kitties in the cat group are not cute anymore, or is it that Fu Xiao’s bed is uncomfortable?

Thus, Little Sugar Cake gave Fu Xiao a meaningful glance and rubbed his hand. Afraid that Fu Xaio would not be able to clearly understand his will not to leave, Little Sugar Cake stretched out his four paws and his big fluffy tail without any burden of being a human being, and held Fu Xiao’s tight tightly, like a leg pendant. Every pore in his body clearly expressed his desire not to leave.

Looking at Little Sugar Cake acting like an octopus, Fu Xiao’s face finally improved. He took off his suit, and dyed a part of it red with the blood on the grass, and motioned for Little Sugar Cake to come up.

Failing to understand it, as a result, Little Sugar Cake looked at the blood-stained suit in a tangled manner, but seeing Fu Xiao’s face, he didn’t dare to bargain. He obediently chose the cleanest corner and jumped on it.

Fu Xiao wrapped the black suit tightly around Little Sugar Cake, revealing only his bloody little head.

Little Sugar Cake stared at Fu Xiao with his almond-like eyes.

Fu Xiao stretched out his finger and pointed at Little Sugar Cake’s forehead, then pointed to the cover wrapped around Little Sugar Cake, and said: “Lie down. I’ll take you back, you’re injured.”

Little Sugar Cake suddenly realized and remembered that he should now be the little kitty, who was seriously injured alone by the outcome of the battle.

He must pretend to be seriously injured ah!

Thus.

The snow-white kitty closed his eyes, then held his breath, and fell heavily into Fu Xiao’s arms. The kitty, who had his acting skills trained professionally, also made his four paws twitch a few times, and then made them turn to the sky.

With an outstanding appearance of dying.

Seeing this scene, Fu Xiao’s pupils suddenly shrank, his heart skipped a beat, and his mind went blank. Then he saw Little Sugar Cake’s proudly cocked tail again, and he let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his heart was beating slowly again.

Fu Xiao looked at the uncaring dumpling pretending to be dead in his arms. When he thought that Little Sugar Cake had just died, he felt as though that all the entanglement and pain in his heart were unnecessary.

He was really angry, he reached out and patted the kitty’s plump body, and said in a cold voice: “Open your eyes.”

The white kittle in his arms opened his eyes reluctantly, with deep regret in his eyes.

…

With a cold face, Fu Xiao returned with his bloody coat holding Little Sugar Cake,

The people around didn’t dare to ask more, and Fu Xiao also didn’t say much.

Although he really didn’t care, the less people around him knew Little Sugar Cake’s secret, the better.

In order to avoid suspicion, Fu Xiao took Little Sugar Cake directly to his nearest villa. Everyone else thought that Dr. Wu from the pet hospital had been waiting in the villa for Little Sugar Cake.

After sending everyone away, Fu Xiao walked into the villa with Little Sugar Cake.

Although the villa has been inhabited for a long time, there are people who clean it on a regular basis, so it’s clean and tidy.

Little Sugar Cake secretly looked up at Fu Xiao’s eyes.

Without saying a word, Fu Xiao untied the coat with a faint bloody smell from Little Sugar Cake. He frowned, and looked at the dirty kitty, and carried him into the bathroom. He turned on the shower head, then tested the temperature with his hand, and turned towards the snow-white kitty squatting in the corner outside: “Come in.”

Little Sugar Cake can no longer pretend that he did not understand: …

He could only walk into the bathroom with hatred.

“Left foot.”

The kitty squatting on the bathroom marble lifted his right foot obediently.

“The other side.”

Little Sugar Cake obediently changed to the other side.

Fu Xiao’s broad palms rubbed Little Sugar Cake.

There’s nothing wrong with doing such a thing on a cat, but Little Sugar Cake is more than just a cat.

However, the one person and one cat in the bathroom did not think that there was anything wrong with this.

A light vapor densely covered the surrounding glass, and there’s a layer of fog on the glass. Fu Xiao’s shirt was also wet, but he didn’t care. He poured the shower gel on Little Sugar Cake with his hand, and rubbed it gently on Little Sugar Cake. After a while, Little Sugar Cake was filled with fine and white foam.

Little Sugar Cake raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao, and his heart was beating secretly. Is there nothing Fu Xiao wants to ask him?

When will Fu Xiao ask? How should he explain everything to Fu Xiao?

Is he going to tell Fu Xiao his purpose for coming here? Will Fu Xiao misunderstand that he has ulterior motives?

Little Sugar Cake was very tangled after taking this bath.

Rinsing off the foam from Little Sugar Cake.

Fu Xiao wrapped the fragrant snow-white kitty he washed with a large bath towel. He wiped the water droplets on his body, and then threw him with the bath towel onto the soft bed.

Little Sugar Cake shook his head, and his head emerged from the large and heavy bath towel.

Fu Xiao looked at the cat whose head was buried in the bath towel, and said slowly: “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

After hearing this, Little Sugar Cake moved, knowing that he couldn’t escape.

He really should have a good talk with Fu Xiao.

The determined kitty, wrapped in a bath towel on Fu Xiao’s bed, raised his furry head to look at Fu Xiao, and nodded, gesturing to the other side.

Fu Xiao failed to understand it, but still turned around and looked over.

Then there was only a blank wall over there and nothing else.

Behind Fu Xiao, a rustling sound suddenly came from his bed. What kind of sound is this?

Just as he was about to turn his head, he heard the clear and crisp voice of the teenager panicking: “Don’t look back yet.”

Fu Xiao understood, his slightly black eyes suddenly widened. This is——

Realizing something, his breath hitched.

After a while, the teenager’s voice sounded again: “It’s good now.”

Fu Xiao turned around slowly.

Opposite him, Little Sugar Cake, who had been sitting on his bed disappeared, and was replaced by a thin, fair-skinned teenager, who was half-kneeling on the bed, with a wide bath towel wrapped around him, revealing only a small piece of thin shoulders and a nicely shaped collarbone.

Probably because there were no other clothes on his body except the bath towel at the moment, the teenager’s hands hidden under the bath towel were pulling the bath towel tightly, which made the teenager look even more slender.

At this moment, the teenager’s dark hair was wet, and the water droplet flowed down the teenager’s fair cheeks to his small collarbone and slender neck, disappearing into the bath towel, and his fair and delicate skin was extraordinarily crystal clear under the foil of water droplets.

Naive and flustered.

Fu Xiao’s eyes were slightly deep, and he couldn’t help but breathe a little harder.

But the teenager seemed to be unaware of it. His ice-blue gem-like eyes panicked, and he said urgently: “Fu Xiao, don’t be angry, okay?”

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