Chapter 534: Whose Cat?

host replied: "Can she not do that My husband didn't know where to look all night. And her chest is big, the light shining down on it makes it very clear. I was embarrassed myself, and now I don't kno...The two precious young masters of the Jun family recently gained a new pet companion.

Whenever Qiao Baoer had a free moment, she would go to the nursery to check on her children. She often saw her youngest son, Junjun, pulling a cat's tail and dragging it around. The child was just learning to walk and was unsteady on his feet, occasionally sitting down on the cat with all his weight, flattening it.

"Meow—"

Jo Baoer thought the black cat was quite pitiful.

And beside her, Junjun's sky-blue eyes were sparkling with innocent joy. She looked so happy, and every time Qiao Bao'er came over, she would babble excitedly and wave her chubby little hands, even pulling at the Earl's fur.

qiao Bao'er leaned in, of course she wasn't there to save the cat. Instead, she pointed at herself and spoke to the child in a soft and slow voice, "Son, shouldn't you also call me 'Mama'."

"Mommy."

Qiao Bao'er patiently taught the child dozens of times.

Jun Xiao dressed in diapers, revealing two white and plump legs, sat on the wooden floor. Her big eyes were bright and shining as she looked at the person in front of her. Her fair cheeks blushed with a shy smile before continuing to stare intently. She just wouldn't speak, her small right hand still tightly clutching Earl's cat tail.

The black cat had originally been sitting in a dignified and mysterious posture, but now, with its tail being pulled, it sat slumped on the wooden floor. Its ears drooped, and it looked dejected.

"Mrow, meow~" it softly cried out for help.

Qiao Bao'er glared at the Black Cat Earl with jealous and hateful eyes, "From now on, you have to take a bath every day if you want to play with my son."

"Meow—"

The count turned his cat head, glaring back at her with the same fierce expression.

"You said nothing willingly."

"You've spoiled my son, and I haven't even held it against you yet," Qiao Baoer angrily glared at a cat, "Now he meows like you and doesn't even recognize his own mother!"

The maids in the nursery would often find this scene quite magical, as if their young mistress could truly speak with the cat.

"...Madam," a maid hurried in from outside, originally wanting to report to her.

"Just ignore it, it can swim. Just throw it into the water," Qiao Ba'er said without looking back.

I wonder who the previous owner of this black cat was. They actually taught it how to swim.

"Meow, meow!"

Little Xiao Bai had rosy cheeks and eyes that crinkled with laughter. He shouted excitedly, cheering on his mother. His chubby little hand reached out to grab Earl's cat ears. The cat's head dodged left and right, but it couldn't escape the tiny grasp. Qiao Bao'er was also puzzled; this black cat seemed to have no temper towards the child at all.

"Madam, the guard reported that someone is looking for you..."

Just as Qiao Bao'er turned her head to ask who was calling for her, the other little bed where her brother Jun Da had been sleeping soundly woke up at some point. He climbed up the small bed and stood up with difficulty. A pair of bright black grape-like eyes stared straight at Qiao Bao'er.

Brother seems uninterested in cats, not even glancing at the black cat held tightly in his younger brother's arms.

The baby's pink little mouth opened and closed, making a few indistinct sounds, "Ma, Mommy."

Qiao Baoer instantly doubted whether she had heard correctly.

A one-year-old baby stood up, but his legs weren't strong enough, so he fell back onto the bed with a thud. He rolled over and struggled to get back up, his chubby little hands waving about. Junjun wasn't crying, though.

Jo Bao'er's mind lit up, and she rushed over immediately. Then, with great affection and maternal warmth, she scooped up her eldest son in her arms.

The child snuggled comfortably in her soft embrace, his little face pressed against her shoulder, his mouth pouted slightly as he mumbled indistinctly, "Ma, Mommy." His milky voice sounded like a tender coquettish plea.

< Qiao Baoer was intoxicated. >

She smiled radiantly, “Good boy,” she said, stroking her son’s head affectionately.

Jun Jun, who was playing on the ground with the black cat, suddenly stopped trying to scratch it. A pair of big, clear blue eyes stared at her older brother, looking a little dazed.

qiao Baoer again looked at the black cat Count, his eyes were also much kinder, perhaps this is a lucky cat.

After it arrived, both of her sons began to speak.

Immediately turn around, looking at the female maid in the house with a serious expression, "Go to Bei Yuan and tell grandpa." There was a hint of domineering arrogance.

The nursery maids and nurses exchanged wry smiles.

That morning, Mr. Jun, who had been in a good mood, was deeply struck and fell into gloom.

The old butler could only comfort him on the side, “It is said that children who grew up living with animals from a young age will be more straightforward in personality, responsible, and have a healthier immune system since childhood.”

"It's just a stray cat of unknown origin."

Old Master Jun scowled, stubbornly refusing to admit he was jealous.

Besides, Bao’er must sneak into the nursery every day to teach the child to call her "mother", huh What are those people doing over there! I already told them to teach the child to call me "great-grandfather" and "great-great-grandfather" first. Even if they just mumble "grandfather," it would make me happy.

Cheating beforehand, the kids wouldn't buy it.

“My brother inherited Junzhi's worthless genes from the start. He just loves to stick to Baobao... Ah, phooey! My precious great-grandson will definitely achieve greatness in the future.”

Mr. Jun's face was creased with worry as he mumbled to himself, deep in thought.

The old butler could only stand aside silently, chuckling. "Master, the maid told me that young master particularly likes to play with that black cat. The black cat has only been in our Jun family for a month, and both children have started learning to speak. They will definitely learn to call you in a few days."

"Take that cat to get vaccinated and checked out. After that, it can play with our children."

Master Jun rarely agreed with Qiao Baier, but this time he did. He said that black cats weren't necessarily unlucky; sometimes they could bring unexpected good fortune.

The old housekeeper suddenly remembered something, her expression became a little embarrassed. "Young Master Zhimu had instructed the other day that if anyone saw this black cat, they were to catch it."

Actually, they do follow orders, but it's really hard to catch this black cat. Several servants have tried working together several times, but it always manages to get away.

"What's the point of catching cats for revenge"

The old butler shook his head. "Master Zhimu didn't say why, only to catch it if you see it."

At that time, the young master's tone seemed to anticipate that this black cat would be difficult to catch and didn't make any absolute demands.

"Whose cat is this"

Master Jun, with his vast experience and knowledge, immediately realized that this black cat named Earl was no ordinary feline. His fur and physique suggested that its former owner must have been of high standing.

Now even his usually cold and distant unfilial grandson wants to take care of this cat.

The old butler hesitated for a moment. Usually, about their young master, they kept silent and didn't talk. All the servants in each service area were very tactful and didn't dare to speak out of turn, but he was senior and knew the most gossip.

"...The Shepherd Master seems to care very much about the original owner of this cat."

"...A servant from Dongyuan mentioned that Master Zhimu called Tang Yu and asked about the black cat."

The old butler was loyal to Master Jun, knowing everything and saying nothing.

The old man raised an inquisitive eyebrow. "Tang Yu's cat"

The old butler shook his head and smiled, "It is said that Tang Yu denied it very simply at the time, saying it wasn't his cat."Lele cried loudly and refused to let her go.The older LeLe gets, the harder she is to fool. Even at two years old, she's starting to have her own ideas. Song Mengmeng has no choice but to keep LeLe co...