"Mr. Ji, I won't be coming here for a while. Do you have time the day after tomorrow on Saturday? I'll show you the treasures and delicacies I discovered."
After getting along for a period of time, Song Shushu became more and more relaxed in front of Ji Sui. He would occasionally joke, but he kept calling him Mr. Ji. After Ji Sui listened for a long time, he could actually extract a little bit of meaning from the sparse and ordinary words.
sweet.
But he didn't dare to think deeply, for fear that it would be another fantasy of his. Thousands of emotions surged through him, but the gentle smile on his face did not change at all.
"Okay, are you busy with anything recently? Do you need my help?"
Of course he knew what she was going to do. Even without his prior arrangements, she had explained everything last night while holding him and rubbing him. She was even glad that the variety show was being recorded in this city and she was still there.
I can go home every day, otherwise I would have to worry about taking care of the cat.
The Yuanmao Pet Store is currently closed for renovation, and it is impossible to find a suitable store to foster them. The two cats in Fu Yunyun's home are enough to give her a headache, so they cannot be sent to her home.
Ji Sui only knew that his cheeks still hurt slightly, which was the result of being raped too many times. Sure enough, the love from Song Shushu was extremely heavy.
Mmm, heavy sweetness.
Song Shushu didn't know the rich psychological activities in his heart. He only knew that Mr. Ji rubbed his face a little frequently today.
"I'm just going to retreat for a while and write new songs. When I write them and need to record them, I'll come back to your place to use the equipment."
Song Shushu blinked at him. Even though he was talking about rubbing the equipment, his expression was natural and his tone was relaxed, without any embarrassment.
Ji Sui looked steadily at the person in front of him, his eyes dark.
"Of course, this place is empty anyway, good things must be matched with people who are suitable for them."
He has now mastered the time of maintaining human form. Although it is only a short four hours, fortunately, there are no taboos. Apart from having to be in a hurry on the return trip, in order to settle down for some important meetings in the company,
They also took the initiative to hold online video conferences. Although it was a small-scale high-level meeting, it also broke the rumors that Ji Liangzhe was walking around the company.
The rescue team he sent out has already found Ji Qinghuan and the two of them. People from the Monster Management Office are protecting them in the dark, but since the elders from the Miao family are also going there, the fewer ordinary people watching, the better.
The efficacy of the medicine is insignificant to the monster. Even if he still has some blood of the mysterious cat ancestor in his body, it can only be said to be very weak after being diluted over so many generations.
That is to say, people are not sure to pay attention to this tiny dose. If the medicine is too light, it may not have any effect. If it is too heavy, the human body may not be able to bear it.
All in all, it was so difficult that Ding Xiaojing, who was the most out-of-the-box, simply pulled A Teng, who was mixing the medicine for him, away from a pile of strange medicinal materials, cursing, "Forget it if you don't cure him, it won't have much impact anyway, day by day."
So much trouble." Before he could finish his words, A Teng slapped him with a vine, neither lightly nor hard.
When Ji Sui learned about this, he felt that he couldn't struggle a little longer. After all, being a cat was still not as comfortable as being a human.
The two of them finished their meal as usual and chatted for a while. For some reason, they both sat there and didn't move. In the past, they would always watch her go to the lounge to take a nap before leaving.
Ever since I learned that Song Shushu likes to drink tea, the drinks here have been changed from juice coffee to various teas. At this moment, Ji Sui is making a fruit tea for her, which is fresh and has a hint of sweetness, just like
She gives people a normal feeling.
The first contact seems cold and cold, but after getting along for a long time, you will know that the cold and hard outer skin is wrapped with a soft and sweet inside.
"Thanks."
Song Shushu took the cup. The fruit tea had been cold-brewed in the refrigerator the night before, and then warmed at room temperature. Until now, it was poured into the glass. His warm palms were pressed against the wall of the cup, feeling the warmth coming through.
Cool and calming.
Looking up again, Ji Sui was sitting leisurely on a chair. The sunlight had softened through the sunshades by the window. He was sitting tall and tall in the light. He looked at her sincerely, as if she were
His evaluation of the cup of fruit tea he handed over was extremely important.
Song Shushu thought about it, and under his expectant eyes, he took a sip. I don't know what he added to it, but the refreshing fragrance of white peach was in the mouth, with some refreshing lemon scent of book perfume.
"tastes good."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a delicate smile burst into the man's light-colored pupils. She stared blankly, feeling that the whole room seemed to be lit up by his sudden smile.
She clearly realized that something seemed to be out of control. This feeling was very strange and had never happened to her in the first twenty years of her life.
"I asked my assistant to make some according to this ratio and keep it in the refrigerator. If you have time, you can drink it at any time, but you have to warm it up for a while before drinking it."
The man in front of me has a superior appearance, witty conversation, and upright posture. He may also have a family background that is unmatched by ordinary people. He is the proud man of heaven.
The stars in Song Shushu's eyes seemed to dim, and the throb in his heart that had just begun to nod was suppressed mercilessly to death.
No, Song Shushu, don’t ask for things that are destined not to be yours.
It seemed like a long time passed, but it didn't seem like a long time. Song Shushu blinked, suppressed all the messy emotions, smiled naturally, and said in a normal tone, "Don't bother me, I don't know where I will come next time."
How long?"
Ji Sui looked at her intently, feeling that something was wrong, but he really didn't find any clues, so he could only relax and slightly open his thin lips. Just when he was about to say something, his cell phone that was upside down on the table suddenly suddenly
He started to vibrate, interrupting the words he was about to blurt out.
"You go ahead, I'm going in."
Before Ji Sui could say anything, Song Shushu said goodbye and left, entering the lounge as if someone was chasing him.
Ji Sui could only silently watch her back disappear behind the door. The alarm clock on his mobile phone was still vibrating. He actually felt as if his heart was hanging by a thread, together with the fingertips holding the mobile phone.
I was shaken to the point of numbness.
The phone stopped vibrating for half a minute, and Yang Lai appeared behind him on time.
"boss?"
Why does the boss look so distracted today?
But he didn't dare to ask, because Ji Sui's face was extremely gloomy, and his whole person showed a sense of dryness for some reason.
When Ji Sui came back to his senses, he took a long breath, like a long bow stretched to the extreme.
"Let's go, arrange for people to pay more attention here."
Before leaving, Ji Sui gave a worried instruction.
"Alas." Yang Lai responded and silently took out his cell phone to send a message to the assistant here.
Before turning around and leaving, he curiously looked towards the tightly closed door, as if he could see the scene inside.
What kind of person is this Miss Song? She can make this tough-as-nails boss blossom, and it's the kind of unrequited love. Looking at his little tricks, he just loves her to death.
Yang Lai complained in his heart while handing the document in his arms to Ji Sui who was striding in front.
Tsk, love is really delaying work. I can obviously sit in the car and sign the signature calmly, but I have to delay it until now.
Yang Lai relied on his identity as a monster and his five senses to be multitasking, but unexpectedly he almost overturned.
"Meow."
The document I handed over subconsciously came up blank. After being stunned for a few seconds, I felt as if a gear had been installed on my neck, and my neck slumped.
It's over, the boss's time is up.
Yang Lai hurriedly turned aside to cover the camera. Although these surveillance videos will be deleted today, the boss still has to give him face.
Looking at the black cat covered in a pile of clothes and exuding low air pressure, Yang Lai's keen sixth sense as a herbivore was brought into full play at this moment.
Damn it, because the boss is too pleasant and punctual recently, it has been a long time since he turned into a cat in front of him, so now he does not carry a cat bag with him.
Fortunately, the car parked not far away, so I had to ask this person to wait here for now.
"Boss, I'm going to bring the car over."
The black cat was covered in clothes and couldn't respond to him. No matter how omnipotent Yang Lai's special assistant was, he still couldn't understand the meow language.
Instead of staying here and watching the boss' embarrassment, it's better to get out of his sight immediately.
After all, the big boss has a good reputation, so it would be bad if one of his subordinates saw him naked in public.
Ji Sui shook his head and tried to put away the layers of clothes on his head, but the fabric of the suit was too good and it slipped several times, but he couldn't do it with the skill of the iron head.
In the end, Yang Lai lifted him up through the suit, put him in the back seat, and settled him down.
He suddenly had the illusion that he was some kind of Cinderella-turned-princess. All the exquisite and gorgeous clothes had a use-by date, and he had to rush home when the time was up, as if it was all a dream.
It was a big dream. I don’t know whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed of the butterfly or whether the butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou while he was taking a nap.
Ji Sui looked down at his body. After such a long time, he had become proficient in using his new body and no longer had the embarrassment of tripping himself. He could even accept the pet biscuits fed by Song Shushu from time to time recently.
The slender fingers turned into furry claws, and they were forced to be shortened and cut off because they had to get along with humans.