You're trying to murder your husband (3)

"Nothing much. She slipped away after that." Feng Shengyang leaned back lazily on the sofa. He narrowed his eyes and recalled her today.

Every frown and every smile seemed so clear.

As expected, he still had to see the person.

Otherwise, all the longing would only be in his imagination.

Suddenly, Feng Tianqi changed the topic and asked, " what's that sound? Brother, why are you meowing? Where are you?"

"Meowing?" Feng Shengyang didn't realize it at all. It was only after he was reminded that he noticed that there were indeed 'meowing' sounds.

He suddenly remembered. &Quot; Oh, I picked up a cat today. &Quot;

Feng Tianqi exclaimed in shock, " what? You picked up a cat and brought it home? Don't tell me you brought it back to raise?"

Is this a joke?

Since when did his brother like small animals?

It was simply a fantasy!

"Yes." Feng Shengyang responded disapprovingly.

He also noticed that the kitten was meowing and something was wrong.