Afterwards, Ye Moyan began to clean the cat's body for the first time in his life.
Little did he know, in the corner where he couldn't see, a cunning look flashed in the little cat's eyes.
Yes, Ling Xuewei did it on purpose.
She was testing Ye Moyan's tolerance, and... she was trying to find a way to get close to him.
Just kidding, Ling Xuewei doesn't know how long she can stay with Ye Moyan, so she naturally seizes every opportunity she can to get close to him. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time if she didn't do anything when she had to leave?
After testing, Ling Xuewei discovered that Ye Moyan seemed to be very tolerant of her.
No, it's this cat.
Could it be that he likes soft and cute creatures like cats?
Why haven't you heard him say that before?
Soon, Ling Xuewei focused her attention on Ye Moyan's hand.
He first put her in the water, poured hot water over her, and then began to use soap locust on her. This soap locust has a very light taste and a fresh mint smell. It is her favorite flavor and also her favorite taste.
It's often smelled on him.
Ling Xuewei couldn't help but feel happy when she thought that they shared the same saponin.
His fingers are very slender and are very comfortable to rub. It would be better if the soapy liquid does not get into the eyes from time to time.
"Meow..." Ling Xuewei protested.
Eyes, eyes! Soap liquid got into your eyes!
"Meow..."
Be gentle! It's already pulling her hair!
"Meow..."
"Be quiet."
Ye Moyan finally couldn't bear it any longer and said coldly, "This kitten is simply pushing the envelope."
The temperature around him seemed to have dropped with Ye Moyan's voice, but Ling Xuewei was not afraid. She waved her paws in the air and flicked her tail at him unceremoniously. By coincidence, the bubbles hit the hem of Ye Moyan's clothes.
superior.
Ling Xuewei, "..."
Ye Moyan, "..."
That...she really didn't mean it.
Ye Moyan twitched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became increasingly sharp. Ling Xuewei couldn't help but shrink her neck and meowed to please him.
The big eyes blinked, looking particularly innocent.
Ye Moyan couldn't help but press his eyebrows and hold her body with his hands, "Be honest, if you move around again, I'll throw you in."
Ling Xuewei is honest now.
After that, the cleaning finally ended, but the result was that Ye Moyan's clothes were all ruined, with water and foam everywhere.
Even my chest and sleeves were wet.
He once again began to wonder which of his strings was wrong to bring back such trouble.
So, the washed kitten was thrown out directly.
Knowing that the man who had always been a germaphobe had to clean himself, Ling Xuewei consciously found a clean towel and rubbed it all over. When Ye Moyan came out of cleaning, she saw that the towel he was wiping himself with had been stained by Ling Xuewei.
It's so ugly.
Ling Xuewei, who didn't know she was in trouble again, was already sitting on the table and eating snacks.
Even the clean table had cake crumbs on it, and under her butt, sat the original copy that Ye Moyan was holding today.
Ye Moyan's face was expressionless, and the air-conditioning all over his body could freeze three feet as he walked over step by step.
The little kitten turned its head, saw him with its big round eyes, meowed at his grandma, and then handed over the cake on her paw.
Looking at its dark and clear eyes, for some reason, the irritability in his heart gradually faded away.
A strange emotion filled the air.
Warm and swollen.
He covered his chest, feeling incomprehensible.
He didn't know what the strange emotion that suddenly came over him was, but he didn't dislike it.
Ye Moyan walked over and sat down, ignoring the snacks offered by the little milk cat to please him. He picked it up and threw it aside. He picked up the crumpled lone book underneath and then went to sit aside.
Ling Xuewei curled her lips and kept eating herself, while her little eyes secretly glanced at him.
If you don’t eat it, don’t expect me to give it to you a second time! Humph!
Guan Zhixing walked in and was about to report the little master's affairs when he suddenly saw the suspicious mass on the ground and water stains all around. From the bath to the room, he looked at the little cat's hair that was still stained by water. It was about
I understand what's going on.
"Let me clean it up."
"yes."
Guan Zhixing immediately found someone to clean up the room, but Ye Moyan had already gone to the study.
The servants quickly tidied up the room, making it spotless and slovenly.
The efficiency is so high that it looks like he is used to doing this kind of thing.
Ling Xuewei finished two plates of pastries, burped, and then jumped down to find Ye Moyan.
The study door opened with a creak. Ye Moyan was meditating. When he heard the noise, he didn't even move his eyelids. Ling Xuewei walked over, jumped on him, and then lay down on the soft cushion, leaning against his knees.
.
Smelling the faint scent of mint on his body, my eyelids became a little heavy... After a while, I fell asleep.
Ye Moyan opened his eyes and looked at the little kitten lying on his lap, feeling a little confused.
Whether they are animals or spiritual beasts, when they see him, they feel like they are facing a formidable enemy and dare not approach him. Why is this little guy not afraid of him at all, but likes to get close to him? Isn't this little guy afraid of him?
A strange emotion arose in Ye Moyan's heart again.
He couldn't help but stroke its furry head with his hand, and it seemed to be very comfortable. The little guy couldn't help but rub his head against the palm of his hand, and he smiled softly.
After he finished laughing, he was suddenly startled.
Is he... actually smiling?
At this time, there was a knock on the door and Guan Zhixing walked in. He took his hand back and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Go back to the master, there is news about the young master. I have sent people there, and we will be able to bring the young master back today."
"No need, just ask someone to follow."
Guan Zhixing was surprised, but still said, "Yes."
Then he withdrew.
The master actually loves the young master very much. The young master has stayed in the palace all year round and is very depressed. This time he finally came out. The master didn't say it on the surface, but people just followed him and didn't take him back immediately. Doesn't that explain the problem?
It's very quiet in the study room.
Ling Xuewei was in a daze and dreamed of the past again.
During the days when they were together in the palace, she remembered that she would often do things that made Ye Moyan laugh or cry.
Ye Moyan grew up in the palace since childhood and was influenced by etiquette. Every move he made followed the rules.
However, Ling Xuewei has always acted unruly, casually and willfully, neither sitting nor standing well.
Sometimes I'm so tired that I don't even want to get up, so I just eat in bed.
Every time Ye Moyan saw her, he always had a look of helplessness on his face, but he indulged her and never restrained her temper.
Ling Xuewei likes to go to Ye Moyan's study very much. She stays with him while he handles government affairs. If he can't read anymore and Ye Moyan ignores her for a long time, Ling Xuewei will deliberately make noises to attract his attention.
So Ye Moyan would hold her on his lap, rub her head, and make her behave. Then she would be like a well-coated cat, resting her chin on his shoulder and really not quarrel with him anymore.