Reborn as the Villain President’s Cat & Dog

Chapter 3

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

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

Silence, or silence, silence is no longer Cambridge tonight, but Wen Mingyi who has become a cat.

In the end, Wen Mingyi, who had a better personality, was defeated. He tilted Cat’s head and asked his brother, “What should I do?”

Priest Jundor watched him tilting his head and meowing, feeling a little cute inexplicably, and he reached out and rubbed his head.

Wen Mingyi felt very comfortable. He stretched his head and closed his eyes to let him touch himself, and rubbed his palms actively.

Seeing this, Si Jundor couldn’t help but hugged him a little bit. While touching his head and back, he thought, “It’s a bit late today. Let’s rest. To see if we can change it back tomorrow, three days at the latest. , No matter whether it can be changed back or not, you have to check it.”

Wen Mingyi didn’t calm down when he heard the inspection, “Inspection?”

Priest Jundor could not understand his meowing, but he could guess what he was trying to say, and explained to him, “This is no way. I can’t really let you be like this for a lifetime. Don’t worry, you won’t be in danger. .”

Of course, Wen Mingyi was relieved of him. He grew up with the priest Jundor and graduated from elementary school. His parents put him in the arms of the priest Jundor because of the confidence of the priest’s family and the priest Jundor. He said, “Obviously I want to listen to what my brother said,” he packed his suitcase and went to work smartly.

Wen Mingyi felt angry when he thought of his unreliable parents. He still remembered that in the original book, after his accidental death, his parents seemed to have lost their minds. Amid Jiang Zimo’s kneeling and crying, he not only accepted that Jiang Zimo and Wen Bo said that people cannot come back from death, but also Xiaomo didn’t mean this kind of nonsense, and because Jiang Zimo said that he killed himself, so he wanted to do his filial piety, and even recognized Jiang Zimo as the godson of the two of them.

Wen Mingyi almost didn’t spray a mouthful of blood on his parents’ faces at the time, letting them know what your son’s coffin board could not hold down, and he was really going to get angry!

Only the priest Jundor, only the priest Jundor refused to accept Jiang Zimo’s apology and repentance, and insisted on sending him to prison. Wen Mingyi sighed unconsciously, let out a weak meow, and nudged the priest Jundor’s arms. He has been together with Jundor for so many years. Although he is not related by blood, he also has a willful temper. In the second phase, he has also fought with Jundor in a cold war, but from beginning to end, only Jundor has always thought of him. , Treat him well regardless of return. Therefore, this time, how could he not let Priest Jundor end up like that again.

Priest Jundor looked down at him rubbing in his arms. The kitten was soft, like cotton candy just out of the oven, soft and warm. He stretched out his hand and scratched Wen Mingyi’s chin. Wen Mingyi lay down in his arms, revealing his white belly, looking obediently. Look like.

Priest Jundor smoothly flicked his cat’s tail, and saw the small orange cat roll in his arms, and raised his head to let him continue to scratch his chin. The corners of Si Jundor’s lips were stained with a smile, and the gentleness in his eyes spread like waves.

He has never raised a cat. He occasionally saw him on the road, and he would not take a second look. There was a female president who had worked with him. Because she always advertised her cat in the circle of friends, she was ruthlessly blocked by the priest Jundor. He always felt that he had no feelings for these little animals. Their cuteness 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 in his arms squinting and enjoying, even making a faint “snoring” sound, for the first time, Si Junduo felt that the cat, a small creature, was still very flattering. He squeezed the kitten’s paws, they were soft, and the pads were all pink and tender.

Seeing him playing with his paws, Wen Mingyi carefully hid his nails so as not to accidentally scratch the priest.

Priest Jundor touched him again, stood up and picked up the cat.

“Go to sleep, you can sleep with me tonight, and see if you can change it back tomorrow. If you can’t, we have to think of a way.”

Wen Mingyi meowed, as he agreed.

Priest Jundor put him on the bed and said to him, “I’m going to take a bath, you can go to bed first.”

However, Wen Mingyi couldn’t sleep, and he followed him into the bathroom. The priest Jundor was wondering if he wanted to take a bath too, when he saw the little orange cat jumped onto the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

Wen Mingyi looked at himself in the mirror. It was an orange cat or a little orange cat. He turned around 360 degrees and even looked at his **** and tail. Priest Jundor looked at it in the mirror, his little **** twisted, bowed his head and chuckled.

After reading it, Wen Mingyi felt that although he was not handsome enough, he was also cute. Only then did he reluctantly accept the setting of becoming a cat, jumped to the ground, and walked out of the bathroom with catwalks.

Priest Jundor closed the door and began to take a bath.

Wen Mingyi was lying on the bed, bored and unable to sleep. He stretched out his tongue and licked his little paw. He was thinking about what to do, but suddenly an orange cat was hitting hard and fucking! ! What did I just do? Wen Mingyi looked at his snow-white front paws, and I actually licked his paws!

Wen Mingyi’s cat eyes were full of fright and full of doubts about life. How long did he become a cat now, and why did he start licking his paws? When he was a human, he never licked his hands. If this continues, will he be in the future? Will become more and more like a cat? !

Wen Mingyi felt desperate. He restrained the urge to lick his fur and sat upright on the bed, his body tight and straight as if he was standing in a military position.

When Priest Jundor 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 facing him, Priest Jundor would even think that his cat brother should howl at the moon.

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

Priest Jundor lifted the quilt and went to bed, putting him on another pillow.

“good night.”

Wen Mingyi meowed and closed his eyes.

When Sir Jundor woke up the next morning, he habitually glanced at his side. He was a little surprised when he saw an orange cat lying on the pillow, but soon he reacted and remembered what happened last night.

This is really weird, the priest Jundor secretly said, how could he suddenly become a cat? He frowned in confusion and looked at his watch. It was 8:50. At this time, he was already in the company. It was just that because Wen Mingyi had something like this last night, Priest Jundor couldn’t take him. The cat was left at home, and before going to bed, he informed his secretary that he was resting today.

He glanced at the orange cat that was still sleeping, and couldn’t help but poked it. The kitten was asleep very well, and he didn’t react to it when he poked it. The priest Jundor had enough play, got up and got out of the bed to wash in the bathroom. When he came out, he was about to wake Wen Mingyi, but he stopped as soon as he looked up.

On a big bed more than two meters wide, lies a black-haired teenager with red lips and white teeth. The teenager is very good-looking. His face is like white porcelain and his lips are like cinnabar, like pink buds that quietly popped up in the spring. Didn’t he suddenly become a cat last night Wen Mingyi?

Priest Jundor walked over quickly, shook his shoulder, and said in disbelief: “Obviously, wake up.”

Wen Mingyi rolled over, rubbing his eyes, and reluctantly said vaguely, “What are you doing?”

“You have changed back.”

Wen Mingyi nodded “Uh-huh”, “I have changed back.”

Priest Jundor knew he was not awake when he looked at him like this, “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 in surprise with his eyes open. Then he looked at his hands quickly, then sat up and opened the quilt to look at his familiar pajamas, “I’ve changed back!” He was surprised, “I really changed back.”

Priest Jundor smiled and nodded, slightly relieved.

“But you still have to go to the hospital. Just take advantage of your change back now, let’s go to the hospital to check your body. Although this kind of thing cannot be explained by scientific principles, it is better to check it than not.”

Wen Mingyi didn’t really want to go to the hospital. He didn’t like injections and medicine when he was young. He didn’t like to go to the hospital even as he grew up. He didn’t want to go if he could. But the priest Jundor decided what he could refuse, so Wen Mingyi was reluctantly dragged out of the bed by the priest Jundor and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

The two had breakfast at home, and the priest Jundor drove him to the hospital.

Wen Mingyi was a little unhappy along the way. Si Jundor watched him grow up and knew that he didn’t like going to the hospital, so he coaxed, “No injections or medicine, just to check your Body, please feel at ease. Otherwise, do you feel at ease?”

Wen Mingyi is not at ease, but he understands the truth. He just doesn’t like going to the hospital by nature.

“It’s okay,” Wen Mingyi replied, “I’m just psychological rejection, it’s nothing, you don’t have to worry.”

Priest Jundor took a look at him when he heard the words, and felt that after he came back this time, his temper was better, and he knew that he didn’t have to worry about it. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Wen Mingyi’s head. Wen Mingyi looked back at him, and Si Junduo smiled at him, “How old I am still afraid of the hospital.”

“I’m not afraid, I hate it, okay, who is afraid!” Wen Mingyi retorted unconvinced.

Priest Jundor looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and did not reveal him.

When the light was red, Shi Jundor’s cell phone rang, he picked it up and listened in silence for a while, and calmly said, “Tell him to come back in a few days, and I won’t go to the company today.”

Wen Mingyi looked back at him, and saw his brother’s lips with a trace of disdain, “Then let him wait, I have something to do today, and I won’t go.”

He finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Wen Mingyi asked him, “Is there anything wrong with the company?”

“it’s gone now.”

“Either you go to the company first.” Wen Mingyi didn’t want to delay his work because of himself, and if the priest Jundor went to the company, he could go to the hospital later. Therefore, he was very proactive and said, “Anyway, it won’t be too long. We can go to the hospital after going to the company.”

How can the priest Jundor not know what medicine he sells in his gourd, and ask him with a chuckle, “You don’t want to go to the hospital that way?”

“I don’t want to delay your work.” Wen Mingyi said righteously.

“That’s okay, let’s go to the hospital first.”

Wen Mingyi:…

“Well, I admit that I don’t want to go to the hospital.” Wen Mingyi said helplessly, “Now you are satisfied.”

When the priest heard the words, he glanced at him with a smile, shook his head, but turned the steering wheel and drove in the other direction.

Wen Mingyi saw that he turned the front of the car, knowing that he agreed to go to the company first, not going to the hospital for the time being, and instantly became happy. But soon, he realized that if he remembered correctly, Jiang Zimo should be working as an intern in Si Jundor’s company at this time. Isn’t it possible that he would meet Jiang Zimo?

Wen Mingyi straightened his back in an instant, and asked the priest Jundor, “Am I handsome?”

“Handsome.” Priest Jundor replied without looking.

“Then me and Jiang Zimo, who is handsome?”

Si Junduo laughed, thinking that he really seemed to care about Jiang Zimo, “You,” he replied.

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