Extremely silent.

The servants did not dare to disturb him, so they bowed and left.

Neither spoke nor dared to make any noise.

In such excessive silence, it makes this fairyland seem like a dream, with no one else around.

Only him, and...her.

The man's eyes were clear and his face was calm.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and her shallow eyelashes trembled slightly.

Like a butterfly about to fly, a soft shadow fell.

The breath is gentle and calm, like the calm and vast sea under the warm sun, with no waves or ups and downs.

In such excessive silence, suddenly, a rustling sound came from nowhere.

It seemed to be coming from the dense thorns. The sound was not loud, but it was particularly abrupt in this extraordinarily quiet morning.

The man raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on it calmly.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

There is indeed something moving among the rustling thorns.

The movement caused the roses that stood upright to sway, as if they were colliding, as if they were about to be knocked down.

The morning dew stained on the delicate petals also slipped from the flowers with such a big movement.

It dripped silently into the soil and soon disappeared.

As the movement got closer and closer, the sound became louder and louder.

Finally, the flowers in front of the man began to sway.

I don't know what it was, but it came in front of him.

The distinct movement was also noticed by Old Man Liu who was not far away.

As soon as Old Man Liu stopped working, he seemed to suddenly think of something and said something bad to himself.

He hurriedly put down what he was doing and ran over.

Because he was anxious, his limping steps looked a little funny.

"First...Mr.——"

Before he finished speaking, the instigator who was tinkering among the thorns appeared.

With his round head covered with broken grass, he looked up at the cold and indifferent man.

At the same time, I met his dark and clear eyes.

He obviously didn't make any moves or say anything, but for some reason, those eyes were invisible and seemed to have a deterrent effect on the naughty big cat.

The big cat shrank its neck visibly and hid behind the flower branches.

The screams also became weaker.

"Meow..."

Old Man Liu hurriedly picked up the big cat and held it down.

I'm afraid that if I don't control it well, I might hurt my husband.

"First... sir... this is a British short blue cat. It is the child of the old lady's cat. It just turned five years old this year. It was taken away before, but somehow it always came back.

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"Meow……"

The cat swung its tail and didn't struggle when being held down.

Although he was a little scared, his round cat eyes still stared at Qiao Fuxing, especially intelligent.

Old Man Liu immediately covered its mouth, "Sir, I'll send it away right now -"

Before he finished speaking, the cat seemed to explode.

The seemingly fat, round and clumsy body suddenly looked like a slippery fish, taking advantage of Old Liu's lack of defense and escaping from his arms in a flash.

He ran back into the thorns and rolled his flexible body.

Now, the whole body was covered with dirty grass, and it looked even grayer.

Old man Liu's expression changed, "Xiao Yugan'er——"

He was about to make a move, but saw that the big cat was not running away.

As if understanding human nature, he stepped forward with a huff, and wrapped his tail around Qiao Fuxing's crutch.

He pulled it, as if to take him somewhere.
Chapter completed!