My Sweety Girl's

Chapter 7: The Little Cat (7)

Yellow orange sunlight fell on the trees, piercing through the leaves and throwing stars to the ground.

The boy in a high and high school uniform, with deep eyebrows and a small, snow-white cat in his hands no matter how you look at it, it looks like a beautiful painting.

Momo's little legs moved uncomfortably, and she looked at Chen expectantly.

"Chen!"

There, Dongdong, who was carrying a pink backpack and stepping on pink sneakers, flew, he saw a small cat in Chen's hand, his eyes shining, "Chen, touch it for me."

Looking at the little furry cat like snow, it made no sense for him not to lick it, touch it and hug it high.

“No.” Chen refused directly.

At least, he felt Chen was about to kiss him, but he was interrupted!

Momo stared angrily at the cute boy with golden eyes.

get mad!

“Ah, look, Tutu looks at me, he likes me.” Dongdong looked at the little cat staring at him blankly.

Uh!

Momo rolled her eyes at him.

"Look, it's staring at me again."

Momo looked at the other party's hand reaching out to touch her There were six yellow boxes on the inside of her wrist, sixty years old!

Momo's eyes became redder.

Were they that long?

Look at Chen, who was carrying her, with only three years of age, she was undoubtedly a short-lived male partner! It was sad and very unpleasant!

“Ah, the little cat looked into my hand and definitely wanted me to hold it.” Dongdong was originally a handsome and bright face, but he smiled and became the silly child of the landlord family.

Momo was so angry that she closed her eyes.

Looking at the little cat with his eyes closed, with a cute and cute appearance, Dongdong was once again attracted to the heart of the rude girl, "Brother Zhe, is that little cat soft, touch it for me? Just drop it off, and it'll be my best moment."

When the little bully in class begs someone, he doesn't care about his face to lick a cat, he will nosebleed with a cat only.

Chen dodged Dongdong's outstretched hand, and he glanced at each other lightly, "Yang Aji still has four rounds." After which, he hugged the cat and turned around.

Unable to touch the cat, Dongdong cried and grimaced, and yelled at Yang Aji who was like a dead dog there: "Yang Aji, you chase, you are not human, you run very slowly, you run very slowly, don't delay.I'm home for dinner."

There, Yang Aji was so tired of running that he gasped for breath and his clothes were soaking wet.

Who cares that he's watching here?

Go then!

Chen will go to the computer shop part-time on the weekend.

The owner of the computer shop was a fat man, he was not tall, he also had stubborn meat on both sides of his face, and his hair was curly, which was a bit messy.

“You're here, okay, look at the shop. Son, you accompany your brother Zhe here. Dad came upstairs to cook for you first.” Boss Fang picked up the key on the table and went upstairs.

The boss' son, Fang Happy, was over three years old this year, and was about to turn four, he was white and gentle, with delicate facial features, and his face did not look like Boss Fang.

He was sitting in a mini wheelchair and saw Chen coming. He turned the small wheelchair with great difficulty and came to Chen's side, and greeted him obediently, "Sister Zhe, you're five minutes late today."

The little guy is very smart, he has learned to count time, and he can add and subtract in 100.

Little Happy looked at the little white cat on the table, his dark eyes instantly widened, "cat."

He was a little scared, but also a little like, "Brother Chen, this little cat."

"Ms."

Little Happy looked at the little cat enviously, "that little cat has four legs, it has to run very fast."

The child in front of her had a soft voice and looked like a little angel, but Momo discovered that she was sitting in a wheelchair and had no legs.

The angel has broken his wings.

“Dad said that when he had money, he would help Happy with two legs, then I could walk, and I could run as fast as a little cat.” Xiao Happy said in a cheerful tone.

He did not know that even with a prosthetic leg, he had to suffer greatly to walk normally, let alone run like a normal person.

There was a hint of regret in Momo's eyes.

“Sister Chen, what is the name of that little cat?” Little Happy asked Chen.

Chen replied simply, "No."

“Ah, that little cat has no name?” Little Happy opened his mouth in surprise, “Quick give it a name, or he will be sad.”

Chenterdiam for a moment.

He looked at the cat like snow and said casually, "Master."

“Is the little cat named Mr?” Little Happy blinked his big black eyes.

"Ms."

Momo did not expect Chen to give her a name.

What group? many items? Or is he fat?

It was not a good name, no matter what, he snorted and refused!

“Brother Zhe, will Mister Tuan bite?” Xiao Xinghai asked Chen again.

"Not going to."

Hearing this, Little Happy extended his hand, and his short little finger lightly touched the little cat, his eyes twinkling, "Master, don't bite Happy." After saying that, the little finger touched the little cat again.

With such a simple touch, Little Happy was already grinning, revealing his small white teeth.

Momo is not moving.

He looked at the HP on the inside of his wrist, there was only a thin line of red on the grid, and it did not fill the box at all.

Momo approached her wrist, and looked next to the grating: 1 day.

He only has one day to live?

Momo's golden eyes were full of shock, she could not imagine that the white and gentle child in front of her only had one day to live. Why is life so unfair? Bad people live long but good people have to die fast?!

He called Peipei, "He only has one more day to live? Could it be a mistake?"

Peipei: [You can't go wrong! can

Momo met with dark eyes and smiled. Little Happy, and he asked Peipei, "Can I save him? If I kiss her, will she grow older too?" Momo asked Peipei using her inner thoughts.