Chapter 3

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date="2021-04-25"

title="Chapter 3"

weight="128280"

series = ["Reborn as the Villain President’s Cat & Dog"]

mode = "manual"

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Si Junduo looked at the round-faced orange cat in front of him. Wen Mingyi shook his white beard, opened his amber eyes, and looked back at him.

One person and one cat, four eyes facing each other, speechless, not even a thousand lines of tears.

Silence, or silence, silence is no longer tonight's Cambridge, but into the cat's Wen Mingyi.

In the end, Wen Mingyi, who was more detached from his character, was defeated. He tilted the cat's head and asked his brother, "what should I do?"

The priest watched him tilt his head and meow, feeling somewhat cute for some reason, so he reached out and rubbed his head.

Wen Mingyi felt very comfortable, stretched out her head and closed her eyes to let him touch herself, and actively rubbed herself in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, the priest could not help hugging him tightly. while touching his head and back, he thought, "it's a little late today. Let's have a rest. Let's see if we can change back tomorrow. In three days at the latest, no matter whether we can change back or not, we have to check it out."

Wen Mingyi was not calm as soon as she heard the examination. "check?"

The priest could not understand his meowing, but could guess what he was trying to say and explained to him, "there's nothing I can do. I can't really keep you like this for a lifetime. Don't worry, it won't put you in danger."

Wen Mingyi, of course, relieved him. He grew up with Sijun duo when he was a child, and when he graduated from primary school, his parents were so relieved that they shoved him into Sijun duo's arms, saying, "obviously I want to listen to my brother." while packing his suitcase, he went to his chic and unrestrained business.

Wen Mingyi gets angry when she thinks of his unreliable parents. He still remembers that in the original book, after his accidental death, his parents seemed to have lost their wits. When Jiang Zimo could not afford to kneel and burst into tears, he not only accepted the nonsense that Jiang Zimo and Wen Bo said that people could not come back from the dead. Little Mo did not mean this nonsense, but also because Jiang Zimo said that he killed himself, so he wanted to fulfill filial piety for himself and even recognized Jiang Zimo as their godson.

Wen Mingyi almost sprayed a mouthful of blood on his parents' face at that time, let them know what your son's coffin board could not hold down, and was really going to be angry, okay?

Only Sijun duo, only Sijun duo did not accept Jiang Zimo's apology and repentance and insisted on sending him to prison. Wen Mingyi sighed unconsciously, uttered a weak meow and rubbed in Sijun's arms. He and Si Junduo have been together for so many years, although he is not related by blood, he has lost his temper willfully, and he has fought a hot cold war with Sijun duo in the second year of middle school, but from the beginning to the end, only Sijun duo has always thought of him and treated him well regardless of return. So, this time, he could not let the priest end up like that again.

The priest looked down at him rubbing in his arms. The kitten was soft, like a freshly baked marshmallow, soft and warm, and he reached out and scratched his chin. Wen Mingyi lay in his arms, revealing his snow-white belly and looking obedient.

The priest shook his cat's tail and saw the small orange cat roll in his arms and asked him to continue to scratch his chin. The priest smiled at the corners of his lips, and the gentleness in his eyes spread like waves.

He had never had a cat, and he saw him occasionally on the road, and he would not take a distracted glance. There was once a female president who had cooperated, because she always posted her cat in the circle of friends, so she was mercilessly blocked by Si Junduo. He always felt that he had no feelings for these small animals. Their loveliness was theirs, but it had nothing to do with him. He didn't like it, and there was no need to like it.

But now looking at the little orange cat squinting in his arms and even making a faint "purr" sound, Si Junduo felt for the first time that the cat, a small creature, was still very likable. He pinched the cat's paw. It was soft and the meat mat was pink and tender.

Wen Mingyi saw him playing with his claws and carefully hid his fingernails so as not to accidentally scratch Sijun duo.

The priest touched him again, stood up and picked up the cat.

"Rest bar. You can sleep with me tonight and see if you can change back tomorrow. If not, we'll have to think of something."

Wen Mingyi said yes with a meow.

The priest put him on the bed and said to him, "I'll take a bath and you go to bed first."

However, Wen Mingyi could not sleep, and then he went into the bathroom. Shi Junduo was wondering if he also wanted to take a bath, so he saw the orange cat jump on the wash table and looked at himself in the mirror.

Wen Mingyi looked at himself in the mirror, an orange cat or a little orange cat. He turned around 360 degrees and even looked at his ass and tail. The priest looked at it in the mirror, twisted his little buttocks, lowered his head and smiled softly.

After reading it, Wen Mingyi felt that although he was not handsome enough, he was cute, so he reluctantly accepted the setting that he had become a cat, jumped to the ground and walked out of the bathroom with cat steps.

The priest closed the door and began to take a bath.

Wen Mingyi was lying on the bed, bored and unable to sleep. he stuck out his tongue and licked his little claws, trying to do something, but suddenly an orange cat beat shit! What did I just do? Wen Mingyi looked at her snow-white front paws and I licked my paws!

Wen Mingyi's cat eyes are full of shock and doubt about life. How long did he become a cat? why did he start licking his paws? he never licked his hands when he was a man. if it goes on like this, won't he be more and more like a cat in the future?!

Wen Mingyi felt desperate. He restrained the impulse to lick Mao and sat upright on the bed, his body taut and tight, as if he were standing in a military posture.

When the priest came out, he saw the little orange cat sitting on the bed like a statue. Had it not been for the moon in the window he was facing, he even thought his cat brother would have howled at the moon.

He went over and touched the cat's head. Wen Mingyi felt his touch and immediately relaxed and collapsed into his arms.

The priest lifted the quilt and went to bed and put him on another pillow.

"go to sleep. Good night."

Wen Mingyi meowed and closed her eyes.

The next morning, when Si Junduo woke up, he took a habitual look around him and was surprised to see an orange cat lying on his pillow, but soon he reacted and remembered what happened last night.

This is really strange, said the priest. How could he suddenly become a cat? He frowned in confusion and looked at his watch. It was already 08:50. He was already in the company at this time as usual, but last night because something like this had happened to Wen Mingyi, Si Junduo could not leave one of his cats at home. Just before going to bed, he informed his secretary that he was off today.

He glanced at the sleeping orange cat and couldn't help poking it. The kitten slept soundly, and there was no reaction when he poked it. When the priest had had enough of playing, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash. When he came out, he was about to wake Wen Mingyi, but as soon as he looked up, he stopped.

On the big bed, which is more than two meters wide, lies a young man with black hair with red lips and white teeth. The teenager is very good-looking, with a face like white porcelain and lips like cinnabar, like a pink bud quietly emerging in spring, isn't it the warm and bright beauty of a cat suddenly turned into a cat last night?

The priest walked quickly over, shook his shoulder, and said in disbelief, "Ming Ming, wake up."

Wen Mingyi turned over, rubbing her eyes, while reluctantly vaguely saying, "what are you doing?"

"you've changed back."

Wen Mingyi nodded "mm-hmm". "I've changed back."

When Si Junduo looked at him like this, he knew that he was not awake. "look at yourself, you have changed back, not the orange cat of last night."

Wen Mingyi nodded obediently, nodded a few times, but suddenly woke up and looked at him with open eyes in surprise. Then he quickly looked at his hands, then sat up and pulled back the quilt and looked at his familiar pajamas. "I've changed back!" He was surprised. "I've really changed back."

The priest smiled and nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"but we still have to go to the hospital, and while you are back now, let's go to the hospital to have a check-up on your body. Although this kind of thing cannot be explained by scientific principles, it is better to check than not to go. "

Wen Mingyi actually doesn't want to go to the hospital. When he was young, he didn't like injections or taking medicine. Even when he grew up, he didn't like the hospital, so he didn't want to go if he didn't go. But what the priest decided was something he could refuse, so Wen Mingyi could only reluctantly be dragged out of bed by Si Junduo and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

The two men had breakfast at home, and the priest drove a car and took him to the hospital.

Wen Mingyi was a little unhappy all the way. Shi Junduo watched him grow up and knew that he didn't like to go to the hospital. "if you don't get an injection or let you take medicine, you just go to check your body and ask for peace of mind," he said in a good voice. Otherwise, if you do this, will you rest assured? "

Wen Mingyi is not at ease either, but he knows all the reasons. he just doesn't like to go to the hospital.

"it's all right," Wen Mingyi replied. "I'm just psychologically repulsive. It's all right. You don't have to worry about it."

The priest glanced at him and felt that he had a better temper when he came back this time, and he knew that he didn't have to worry about it. He reached out and rubbed Wen Mingyi's head. Wen Mingyi looked back at him, and Si Junduo smiled at him. "how old is it? I'm still afraid of the hospital."

"I'm not afraid, I hate it, okay? who's afraid!" Wen Mingyi retorted unconvinced.

The priest looked at him with a smile in his eyes and did not expose him.

At the red light, Shi Junduo's cell phone rang. He picked it up, listened silently for a moment, and said calmly, "tell him to come back in a few days. I'm not going to the company today."

Wen Mingyi looked back at him and saw his brother with a trace of disdain on his lips. "then let him wait. I have something to do today. I won't go."

He finished and hung up the phone.

Wen Mingyi asked him, "is there anything wrong with the company?"

"not anymore."

"maybe you should go to the office first." Wen Mingyi did not want to delay his work because of himself, and if Si Junduo went to the company, he could go to the hospital later. Therefore, he said very proactively, "anyway, it won't take long. We can go to the hospital after going to the company."

How could Si Junduo not know what medicine he sold in his gourd and asked him with a smile, "do you so not want to go to the hospital?"

"I don't want to delay your work." Wen Mingyi's words are correct.

"that's all right. Let's go to the hospital first."

Wen Mingyi:.

"well, I admit I don't want to go to the hospital." Wen Mingyi said helplessly, "are you satisfied now?"

Hearing the words, the priest looked at him with a smile, shook his head, but hit the steering wheel and drove in the other direction.

Wen Mingyi saw that he turned the car around and knew that he agreed to go to the company first and stopped going to the hospital for the time being. But soon, he realized that if he remembered correctly, Jiang Zimo should be an intern in Si Junduo's company at this time, so he was very likely to meet Jiang Zimo.

Wen Mingyi straightened up and asked the priest, "am I handsome?"

"handsome." The priest replied without looking at it.

"then Jiang Zimo and I, who is handsome?"

Shi Junduo smiled and felt that he really cared about Jiang Zimo, "you." He replied.

Wen Mingyi was satisfied. He stretched his clothes and leaned his arms against the back of his chair, thinking about how he should face the black lotus that killed him.