The Script Is All Sweet

"Meow, meow!"

It was rare to see someone rear a cat like this.

There was alcohol placed on the soft, fluffy carpet, cables connected to various electronic devices were next to it.

This was practically cat heaven, but it was well known that Princess was a valiant cat.

He had always believed he was a tiger.

Pouncing into the pile of cables, but due to his big face, he was trapped…

"Meow, meow, meow!"

That was the sight that greeted Qin Mo after his shower; Princess tangled in a mess of cables.

According to habit, Qin Mo wouldn't have cared. With a towel still covering his head, he opened the small fridge housing alcohol and expensive mineral water.

Princess watched his handsome master as he opened a bottle of mineral water, lifting his head upwards to down the mineral water. His perfect abs and dark hair was simply irresistible.