After Turning into a Little Cat, I Caught a Real Boss

[The feudal dad with a black heart and cruel hands x a cute and clingy kitten] Song Shiyan's greatest ideal in this life is to become a qualified dodder flower. So before his college diploma was even popular, he found a financial backer for himself. I never thought that the boss had strict rules and tough methods, and he was also a severe mysophobia. When Song Shiyan behaves, he is given jewelry and black cards. Once you break the rules, you will have a different face, and you will never be lenient when training others. So the squeamish and crying little Cuscuta suffered a lot under Ji Huai's hands. Fortunately, the sponsor has no other expectations on him. The only KPI is to serve as a pleasing vase when needed. So Song Shiyan's daily task was to tidy himself up beautifully. If Ji Huai asked, he would go there. If Ji Huai didn't ask, he would take the black card and sweep through major luxury stores. Song Shiyan thought he could lie down for the rest of his life. Until late one night, he turned into a rustic little milk cat with a "bang" without warning in front of Ji Huai. Ji Huai, who was severely mysophobic, turned dark on the spot. He picked up the phone and wanted to ask someone to throw the cat and its nest out together. The hair all over Song Shiyan's body exploded, and he frantically pawed at Ji Huai's trousers, letting out a series of miserable "meow, meow, meow!" ! ! This is probably the hardest time Song Shiyan has worked since he joined the company. When he was a human being, he had an extremely perfunctory attitude towards work, and he would never take the initiative to get involved unless Ji Huai told him to. Now that he has become a cat, his iron rice bowl is hanging by a thread, but he has shown 100% professionalism and started to save himself in a fancy way. For example, sneaking into Ji Huai's bed in the middle of the night, holding a head of cat hair that exploded, and meowing in a sweet voice. Ji Huai lifted up the quilt with a dark face: "Get out of here." The little milk cat stubbornly collapsed on the bed and turned into a puddle of cat cake. Ji Huai sneered, stretched out his hand to pick up the cat by the neck, and was about to throw it out. However, the little cat's paws caught him tightly in the corner of the bed and prevented him from leaving. Ji Huai always thought that Song Shiyan had no temper. He only cried when he was being scolded, but remained obedient after crying. It was only when I turned into a cat that I discovered that my little lover not only has a temper, but also has a strong backbone. He is usually gentle and soft and can be kneaded, but he really turned his face, bared his teeth and showed his hair, with a posture of "I will scratch you if you dare to throw me". From then on, Ji Huai was forced to live a life of being stepped on by cats, slapped in the face, and shoveling feces for cats every day. Small theater 1: "If you want to stay, you have to obey the rules. Can you do that?" The kitten nodded desperately. So Ji Huai promulgated three iron laws from a high position. "First, you are not allowed to go to my bed." "Second, you are not allowed on the sofa." "Third, no shedding is allowed." The kitten squatted on the ground and listened carefully to the first two sentences with his head raised. When he heard the third sentence, his ears dropped. Ji Huai ignored his reaction: "If you violate one rule, pack your things and leave." After thinking for a while, he added: "You have nothing to pack, so just leave." Kitten: "......" Later, all three iron laws were in vain. Ji Huai wiped the cat's claws, changed the cat's bed, and collected the cat's hair with a cold face. And the kitten, which became more and more squeamish as it grew older, was lying on his pillow with a clear conscience, slapping the sponsor's father in the face with its tail. Small theater 2: Song Shiyan, whose black card was canceled by Ji Huai again, sat on the bed and refused to sleep with him. Ji Huai was not in a hurry. Song Shiyan had a strong body and was honest when it came to getting things done. Just when Ji Huai lowered his head and was about to kiss him, there was a "bang". The person in his arms disappeared in an instant, and a gray little milk cat lay stretched out in a messy quilt. Ji Huai's face instantly turned so black that ink dripped from his face. Song Shiyan watched helplessly as the benefactor's father stopped. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his two front paws and covered his kitten face, leaving only the tips of a pair of slightly trembling ears exposed. "Song Shiyan, you did it on purpose." Half of the kitten's eyes were exposed from the gap between its paws. It was wet, innocent and pitiful: "Meow meow..." Husband, I don't want to either... Ji Huai took a deep breath, lowered his head and rubbed the kitten's furry forehead: "Be good, baby. Let my husband kiss the kitten too." Then Song Shiyan was touched from head to toe by Ji Huai, even the tip of his tail. The little kitten was so touched that it felt soft all over, and its claws were loosened, revealing only its whole furry little face, waiting obediently to be kissed. Reading Guide 1. Shuang Jie, 1v1, age difference is 9 years, size difference is 186x172 2. The father is an old attacker, and he is not merciless when it is time to take charge. Before he becomes smart, he is the cold-faced pet of the boss, but after he becomes smart, he is the loyal dog without brains. She has a very high sense of compatibility, and she spends her whole day trying to figure out how to manipulate her father, the benefactor. Mission: Live seriously and work hard to get rich