I don't know if it was because of Song Shushu's influence, but Ji Sui, who was now full of worries, looked at the few cat hairs scattered on the floor and couldn't stand it anymore. Anyway, she hadn't come back yet, so why not mop the floor first.
He had done housework quietly so many times in his life. In the past, he thought these were trivial tasks that were a waste of time, and he could leave them to intelligent robots and aunties.
At first, he didn't understand Song Shushu's practice of tidying up her room from time to time, but after observing, he found that when she was happy, she would hum a song or play her favorite song and even dance a few steps to the beat of her own song.
Dance, but when I feel unhappy, I silently clean the house. Finally, I break out in a sweat and collapse on the floor from exhaustion, as if all the worrying emotions have gone away.
At the age of Ji Sui, I have now become a master at sweeping and mopping the floor from a novice at housework, and I am extremely skilled at cleaning the house.
The pillows piled messily on the sofa were vacuumed and sterilized one by one by him, and then they were put back into their messy appearance. Ji Sui, who strived for perfection, even left one side of one of the pillows unwashed and placed it on the sofa.
The most conspicuous place.
He was afraid that Song Shushu would find clues when he came back. Although she was usually carefree and had amnesia, she was not bad at all in the sensitivity that a girl living alone should have.
When he was young, he was used to planning everything before he did anything. He divided the small living room into four areas, and divided them into categories according to different cleaning methods. He just pulled up an Excel table. He just treated it as he wanted.
When Bobo was feeling happy, there was a noise at the door.
The light-colored eyes trembled, and a trace of panic flashed through. Shouldn't Song Shushu be recording that variety show at this time? Why is he back now?
His eyes swept over the rag on the basin on the ground, and Ji Sui felt a sudden pain in his temples. What happened every day?
He didn't have time to think about it, so he could only pick up the basin and rush into the utility room. He didn't forget to dust the back of the sofa before going in.
The sound of keys clanking and the click of door locks came from the door. Ji Sui, who was 1.89 meters tall, stuffed himself into the small utility room and did not dare to move. He froze and listened to the noise outside.
The more he listened, the higher his eyebrows furrowed. When Song Shushu came home, he would never take so long to pick the key to open the door, nor would he turn the door lock half a turn before turning it back again. The sound of footsteps was also wrong...
In the small and dark grocery room, the tall man had a serious look on his face, and his muscles were tense and tense, like a panther waiting for hunting. Once he sensed the intruder's bad intentions, he would rush out quickly and kill him with one blow.
"I'm at your house, Miss Shu,"
Sure enough, a strange female voice came from outside, and her footsteps were hesitant. She seemed to be talking to Song Shushu on the phone, but there was a door across the phone, and the voice coming from the phone could only be vague tones.
"Study? The one diagonally opposite the bedroom?"
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Ji Sui breathed a sigh of relief as he huddled in the storage room. Only then did he realize that his back was already soaked with sweat.
Before he could relax, the unfamiliar female voice came from far and near again, this time a little more lively than before.
"Sister Xiao Shu, your kitten is a bit timid. I haven't even seen it, but there is still a lot of cat food and cat rice left in the cat food bowl."
Xiao Zhu held up her mobile phone and searched the living room with her eyes, constantly looking into the corners. She had asked beforehand that Da Meng liked to hide in small corners.
She still holds on to a fantasy that she wants to be the only person in the studio besides Lin Bai who sees Da Meng. Thinking about the envious, jealous and hateful looks in their eyes makes her whole body feel happy.
Listening to the strange female voice, the voice line kept changing, and it turned into a clipped sound many times, "Da Meng ~ Be obedient ~ Be obedient ~"
Ji Sui had a dull expression on his face, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether it was because the room was too dark or because his face was darker.
When will this person leave? Also, can you please stop calling his name in such a voice that makes your scalp numb and makes you feel uncomfortable?
His whole body was resisting, and he really didn't like the "exclusive" title between him and Song Shushu being called out by another person.
I was very unhappy and depressed when I was a child, but it didn't have any impact on everything that happened outside.
After Xiao Zhu looked around for the last time, there was still no trace of the cat. He was originally coming back to get Sister Xiao Shu's ID card today, but time was urgent, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave.
The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared and the house became quiet again.
The door of the storage room was finally opened again. As he moved, a burst of fine dust floated in the air, flying wantonly in the sunlight.
When Ji Sui walked out of it, he was attracted by a group of golden lights surrounding him, like a worshiper.
He waved his hand in front of his nose, causing ripples in the dust as he moved.
Ji Sui looked at the place where he was hiding with a complicated expression. He had never been to the depths of the storage room before. At least the outer layer was cleaned quite clean because Song Shushu often came to get things, and there was no dust on the things.
, he didn’t expect that several boxes inside were covered with dust. When he breathed, the dust seemed to pass through his nose and into his brain.
After confirming that no one would come back in a short period of time, Ji Sui decided to clean the storage room first.
Regardless of how inconsistent it was that he was busy at home and cleaning with great interest, Song Shushu still noticed a slight difference when he returned home.
She put her bag in the hallway and looked at the room with some surprise while changing her shoes.
"Xiao Zhu is so capable. He was able to help me clean up in such a short period of time."
Increase wages, increase wages. Such an outstanding employee must receive a raise.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Song Dameng, who was strolling towards him happily, turned around and left when he was still some distance away, without losing any trace of his previous disgust.
Song Shushu: "???"
What's going on?
She is not a very curious person, but she is still very patient and highly curious about her kitten. She immediately took two quick steps with bare feet and hugged her kitten.
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Let me go, you woman who messes with your merits.
Ji Sui struggled symbolically for a while, but did not struggle out. It can be seen that Song Shushu is serious now and is not playing around before.
"You moody little scumbag, weren't you very happy just now?"
Song Shushu sat cross-legged on the floor. It could be seen that the floor had been wiped today. She sat on the floor without any hesitation. She dropped the cat in her hand and let him lie on his back on her knees.
Seeing how angry he was, Song Shushu poked his nose in a playful manner.
Ji Sui's round eyes suddenly widened, and his expression seemed to be full of disbelief.
Scumbag cat? Him?
He cleans the house diligently, but when she comes back, she calls him a scumbag?
On this day, Ji Sui, who had been tortured in his heart, finally had a little temper. A human expression could be seen on his cat's face, and Song Shushu found it funny just looking at it.
Oops, she finally realized the fun of teasing children as others often say.
Two pairs of eyes looked at each other in the air. Ji Sui's eyes were round cat eyes at the moment. Even though he had a solemn face and looked like he was angry, he didn't look threatening at all to her.
Song Shushu calmed down and looked at him quietly. When she came back, she hadn't turned on the lights yet, and the room was already dark. The floor lamp in the living room automatically turned on after detecting that the light had weakened, and soft light fell on this small world.
.
She saw her own reflection in his eyes, as clear as if she was the only one in the world.
She liked this feeling of being cherished very much. For some reason, the videos Fu Yunyun had shown her before were all flooding into her mind crazily and playing automatically in front of her eyes.
Her pink lips pursed slightly, and a hint of blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks. Fortunately, the brightness of the floor lamp was not high, otherwise it would be weird to see that she and the kitten blushed after looking at each other.
"Cough." As if trying to hide something, Song Shushu put his hand on the back of his neck and kneaded it a few times. The feeling was still great.
"I really don't know what it will be like if you become a human."
In his mind, a pair of amber eyes that always had a gentle smile flashed across his mind, and the movements of Song Shushu's hands froze.
The smile on his face also became a bit lonely, and his eyes became distant.
Ji Sui had an idea in his mind. He didn't know why she brought up old things again, but he remembered clearly that after she said something like this last time, he would change from a cat to a human if he touched her again.
this time......
"Um?"
Song Shushu reached out and pinched the fur paw he extended, and kneaded it on the fleshy pad that felt great. She liked this action very much, but due to the nature of cats, Ji Sui rarely took the initiative to hand his paw to her.
To play with, even after being pinched by her like this, she was only allowed to play for half a minute.
When I was 30 years old, I felt like my heart was out of control and beating very fast.
He leaned back against Song Shushu's knees, and she stretched out her arms to half-encircle her in her arms. Their hands (if cat paws could barely be counted as hands) were intertwined, and Song Shushu's thin white fingers with distinct joints were touching him.
I pinched and pinched the pink flesh pad that did not match the domineering appearance, as if...
It's like the two of them are intertwined...
At Ji Sui's age, he only felt a bang, as if all the blood in his body was rushing up to his face.
The two of them had their own thoughts, but for a moment neither of them dared to look at the other.
In the end, Song Shushu was a bit thin-skinned and tried hard to expel the forbidden images from his mind. He clapped his hands and stood up pretending to be natural and walked towards the kitchen.
When Ji was placed on the ground, the coldness from the floor failed to calm him down.
He felt that he still needed a cat to be alone for a while.
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Song Shushu's dinner was very perfunctory, just a vegetable salad. After finishing the meal, he locked himself in the study room. When he passed by the little cat on the sofa in the living room, he looked at it with a righteous look.
Ji Sui, who had never been ignored whether as a human or as a cat, looked at her in shock as she seemed to be running away, and the feeling just now became more and more obvious.
But it still needs to be verified...
"My dear, I have a prenatal check-up tomorrow. I'm really nervous. Will you go with me, right?"
Ji Zeyu was a little impatient, but he still suppressed his anger and coaxed the woman opposite him in his usual gentle tone, "Of course, this is my first child, but why didn't you notify me in advance of your prenatal checkup tomorrow? I asked the assistant to read it.
I’ll contact you about my itinerary.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone, pulled the woman who was flirting with him into his arms, and moved her hands up and down. As for the assistant mentioned, it was Li Xun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Li Xun stood aside and stared at the scene in front of him that was gradually losing control. He didn't care about the personal ethics of his boss, and even hoped that he was not so upright. Today's game was the result of his hard work and invitation.
They are all well-known directors, and they have patiently selected some good female artists in the company to accompany them.
Qiao Ming was probably the only one who suffered greatly from the previous incident. He, Li Xun, successfully escaped from it with the protection of Ji Zeyu. In order to show his loyalty to Mr. Ji, he spontaneously and consciously gave him a lot of ideas, and also
Won over a lot of people.
As for tomorrow’s itinerary mentioned on the phone...
He knew Ji Zeyu's general plan for that stupid woman. Originally, she was just an inconspicuous one among the many lovers. If she hadn't been assigned to Ji's president's secretary office by chance, she might not have been able to stay fresh for even one month with Ji Zeyu.
arrive.
Now he is even more tired of her talking about the child all day long. Maybe Ji Zeyu had expectations for this so-called first child. After all, even if the previous women were pregnant, he gave them a sum of money to get pregnant right away.
It never lasts longer than four months.
Qu Hui is still of some use now. Although the boss is tired of her, as an assistant, he still has to help calm her down. Li Xun's eyes flashed with viciousness and impatience. This woman is really difficult to deal with. Call her stupid.
, she also knew how to use her being a spy as a bargaining chip, hanging on little by little; but if she wasn't stupid, I'm afraid they wouldn't have the opportunity to take advantage of her.
But fortunately, she won't be needed soon. The Ji family probably has a gene chain called control. None of these Mr. Jis has the temperament to allow others to threaten them, let alone Ji Zeyu, who is in the flower bush.
She pinched her nose and tried to coax the pregnant woman who didn't know how high or low the sky was.
He looked at it coldly, as if looking at a condemned prisoner who was pronounced dead.
Qu Hui has indeed been a little moody recently. She feels that she has had a good harvest in love and career, and she has been a little moody for a long time. The theft of the company's technical department, which caused a lot of trouble a while ago, was quickly overturned. Except for a few upper-level and related people in the company
The person in charge, only the general assistants like them know.
Qu Hui, who thought she would definitely be caught, heard several secretaries chatting and mentioned, "I haven't caught him yet," "I heard it was remotely controlled," and "It's a man. He seems to be some famous thief on the list."
"It's no wonder I didn't catch it."
After listening to these words for a long time, she actually began to believe them to be true. Qu Hui's uneasy heart gradually settled down. Recently, the company has returned to calm. Mr. Ji no longer comes to interfere in the company's affairs. Mr. Ji comes here every day.
For a short while, he seemed a little weak.
The hand that was habitually placed on the belly tightened. Women during pregnancy will be more emotionally sensitive. The impatience in Ji Zeyu's tone seemed to be overflowing. Why couldn't she understand?
Of course she wanted to find a way out, and she had already found a way out.