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Chapter 921 Everything has a spirit

The little cat's voice was very weak, and it was as angry as a fucking spring. It was also erratic when walking, as if it was about to walk.

If you take a few steps, you will stop and call Zhang Lingying.

The weak screams and the hungry and skinny appearance made Zhang Lingying inexplicably think of asking for help.

Cats are very vigilant animals. Logically speaking, wild cats will not be so close to humans for no reason, or even actively approach humans.

The little guy in front of her was still very alert to her when he saw her a few days ago. Now he was looking at her with beautiful cat eyes as glass as she was looking at her obediently.

Walking towards her tentatively...

Late at night, the downstairs of the apartment building was very quiet, with only the dim lights reflecting the tears in the eyes of the little wild cat, which was pitiful.

Zhang Lingying's heart was hit immediately.

She thought about it, squatted down, tried to reach out and wanted to hug it, but she was afraid that the little cat would run away or attack her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her fingertips touched the little cat's head, the little guy just shivered and lay down at her hand, then "meowed" in a slight voice.

This little guy...

Zhang Lingying originally just came down to check where the black car parked downstairs every day came from. She never thought that she would pick up a stray cat or such a small stray cat.

When she came to her senses, she immediately realized that she had never kept a pet and could not keep a cat, but was still a dying little cat like a baby.

So she spent almost the whole night in the pet hospital.

From examining a little cat, to getting an injection, to buying milk powder, cat food and cat nests for it...

Zhang Lingying is very busy.

Busy to learn to be a qualified shoveler.

It’s still the kind that goes from a “novice mother” and needs to transition to a gold medal shoveler in an instant.

When leaving the pet hospital, the veterinarian told her: "This cat is too small and has been hungry for so long. If it is sent later, it will probably starve to death. I gave it all the insect removal and the injections it should be given, but whether it can be raised depends on luck."

Zhang Lingying finally confirmed that the little guy came to her at that time and was really asking for help.

Everything has spirits.

Zhang Lingying just thought it was a fate between them. When she learned that the little cat she picked up was a male cat, she adhered to the idea that the "son" should be freed. When she learned that the little guy's physical fitness was a bit poor, she decisively changed it to the Huairou policy.

He stumbled in her arms, lying on the furry little animal that was tightly slid on her clothes, and couldn't help but click its little nose, "Since you have such a good attitude, I'll give you a chance to choose your own name, okay?"

"Meow--"

One person and one cat are good at negotiation.

When Zhang Lingying returned home, she first placed all the things she bought, then went to the study to find a piece of white paper, cut it into a note, stared at the kitten in her arms for a while, and began to write a name on the note.

Xiao Lulu.

Small mirror.

Longevity Lock.

Little Guy.

Little cute.

Clever.

"I can only think of so many things for the time being, you can choose one yourself." Zhang Lingying crumpled all the written notes into balls, spread them on the table, and then put the kitten in his arms next to him, allowing it to grab the small paper balls by itself.

Whichever you catch is what you will be, it fully interprets the name as a play, and it all depends on luck.
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