My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Soon, Nicolas found a bunch of cute cat photos for her to look at.

Trisha was delighted, thinking that she could be associated with such cute creatures.

But soon she noticed a problem, “Why are this cat’s legs so short?”

“Short?” Nicolas looked at the cat seriously, then looked at her and said seriously. “In proportion, you two are about the same, right?”

Trisha’s face darkened, and she stomped on him hard, saying angrily. “Your legs are short!”

Nicolas pretended to be in pain, but when he saw that Trisha was ignoring him, he immediately moved closer to her and coaxed, “I didn’t say your legs were short, I was just complimenting you on being cute.”

Trisha turned her head away.

I just reserved a cat, it’s just a month old, and it will

she

help me check out the cat

it, no matter how it looks, you have to raise it. It’s a life, not a

a cat my friend’s cat gave birth to. I picked the best–looking kitten. You really don’t want to take

his screen, and then saw her own face

Trisha was stunned.

in, smiling. “How is it, pretty?”

appeased. She glared at Nicolas and said quietly. “You

really did adopt a cat, it’s just a month old. It’s coming home tomorrow, so you’ll be able to meet it then.”

tomorrow? Have you prepared

aback, “What else

needs milk powder and a cat toilet. Are you planning to let it pee and poop on your bed?” Trisha was a bit angry. “You

just thought it was cute and wanted to adopt it. I didn’t think too much about it.”