Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

It was Wen Xiaoai who stuck to him before, but now it's more like him sticking to Wen Xiaoai.

They can see Jun Sanshao holding a small milk cat in the company every day, and occasionally holding a powder-white milk bottle that is the same color as the cat.

He almost goes wherever he goes, even holding important meetings and even meeting customers.

If Wen Xiaoai falls asleep during the meeting, no matter how important the meeting is, Jun Moyan will stop the meeting directly, or wait until Wen Xiaoai wakes up before continuing.

When meeting a client, he has to wait until Wen Xiaoai is full before Jun Moyan begins to discuss cooperation with the other party.

The partner at the wine table toasted him, and before Jun Moyan refused, Wen Xiaoai shook his head and refused for him.

Jun Moyan said directly: "My cat doesn't like the smell of alcohol." The partners were dumbfounded.

Sometimes even the female secretary brought by the client looked at Jun Moyan more, which made Wen Xiaoai upset, and Jun Moyan got up and left, leaving the client with a dumb face.

After this happened two or three times, even Tsing Yi couldn't help but sigh.

These three young masters doted Miss Wen to a terrible point. It was just Miss Wen's pet. The three young masters were so petting, it was terrible.

Employees throughout the company know that their president has a pet with a particularly high status, how high it is that he is completely spoiled for lawlessness and defiance.

Everyone agreed that this little milk cat belongs to the little girlfriend of the president.

The attributes are exactly the same, cute, even the eyes are similar.

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"Oh, it's so good-looking, my Xiaobai is really handsome and cute, he is like Yanzu Wu in the cat world."

Bai Yi nodded very satisfied, quite satisfied with his own taste.

Feng Lidan looked down at the dark blue gentleman butterfly-shaped bow tie on his neck, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What's your expression, don't you like it? It's so pretty." Bai Yi said as he stretched out his hand to help him straighten his small bow tie carefully.

"..." Feng Li ignored him.

He doesn't go out anyway, no one can see him like a slapstick.

Feng Lidan, who has always paid great attention to his own image, was almost destroyed by the white clothes.

Even the most serious hygienic addiction has improved a lot because of Bai Yi. He now eats junk food like potato chips, and he will not get numb and go crazy watching Bai Yi sit on the ground.

"Let me tell you, this little bow tie was specially selected for you by me. Do you know why?" The white robe raised his eyebrows sharply, looking like contemporary parents pit their children on blind dates.

"..." Feng Li ignored him.

"Remember the little boy I told you before? It's our future mistress of Wuyuan, Miss Wen's pet. Miss Wen went back to the holy city a few days ago, and then sent Xiaoguai over to accompany you. It's rare, you have to take it well."

"Meow?"

What do you mean?

Seeing that the little gray cat finally took care of him, Bai Yi thought that Feng Litan was the beginning of love and was interested in the little mother cat. The mood of about to have a daughter-in-law became more and more excited.

"In a while I will dress you up beautifully, no, you are handsome, and then let you and Xiaoguai have the most romantic encounter in the cat world." Bai Yi didn't notice Feng Lidan's eagerness at all, and wanted to shoot him to death. The little paw, dreaming of himself.