Song Shushu was lying on her back on the bed. The continuous tossing and tossing made her hands and feet weak, and she couldn't muster the strength to clean herself up.
After Ji Sui successfully let her lie down on the bed, he stopped moving and lay motionless on the side of her neck.
Obediently let her touch you again and again.
The warm little body gave her an indescribable sense of security.
Unconsciously, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the frequency of the hands touching his body became slower and slower.
When I was unconscious, I relied on my instinct to rub myself in a warm place.
Ji Sui, who was trying to breathe lightly but was suddenly rubbed: "!!!"
As if being wound up, the stunned kitten looked over inch by inch.
The girl's hair is wet, her eyebrows are covered with moisture, and her brows are slightly frowned. Her skin color is a bit paler after being soaked in cold water, and even her usual red lips are dimmed, which makes people feel pity for her.
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but reach out and touch her eyebrows.
Hand???
At the age of 30, I looked at my transformed hand and subconsciously grasped it a few times. I saw that the palm of an adult man was wide and the joints were clear. With a little force, the veins on the back of the hand appeared, full of strength.
Seeing the body that I have been familiar with for more than 20 years again, I am now much calmer than the first time.
"Could it be that physical contact after she fell asleep would cause changes?"
At the age of Ji, I looked at Song Shushu’s sleeping face and thought silently in my heart.
It's not impossible. The last transformation happened when she fell asleep drunk and slept on top of him.
Since arriving at her house, Ji Sui has adhered to the principle of distinction between men and women and has refused to set foot in her bedroom, let alone have any physical contact with her after she fell asleep. Song Shushu has always doted on him and would not force him
What to do.
Could this be the reason?
Then, if you touch it again, will it change back?
His eyes touched the tips of her hair that were still dripping with water, and Ji Sui gave up the idea of trying it out now.
It's better to blow-dry her hair first to avoid catching a cold and fever the next day.
Ji Sui felt a little headache when she thought about how she looked naked again. She couldn't just wash the blanket every time after she transformed. If it happened too many times, she would always be suspicious.
It seems that I am going to ask Special Assistant Yang to prepare some clothes and send them over.
When Ji Sui was distracted, he suddenly felt the person beside him move, and then a cold body pressed against him.
The naked skin was covered with icy hair.
"Hiss."
Why is it so cold?
Skin-to-skin contact, Ji Sui felt as if he was hit by an ice floe. The woman seemed to be aware of the heat source on her side and kept pressing against him.
This is really sweet torture for him.
Although he is still a newbie in love, he doesn't understand everything at all. He clearly knows that he has a lot of affection for her.
Therefore, we must be even more respectful, and the idea of taking advantage of others’ danger is unacceptable.
Carefully keeping some distance from her, Ji Sui couldn't care less about the state of his hair and was about to get out of bed to find a hair dryer to dry his hair.
Sensing the warm pillow move away, Song Shushu, who was sleeping, subconsciously wrapped his arms and legs around it.
During the movement, Song Shushu's already loose bathrobe was slightly scattered, and his smooth collarbone was exposed to the air, with a vaguely rounded arc downwards.
Ji Sui, who was about to put a quilt on her, suddenly saw this fragrant scene and looked away in panic, and his earlobes turned completely red.
Close your eyes and recite the Qingxin Sutra silently.
For a moment, the two people's movements were stagnant. After noticing that the pillow was no longer moving, Song Shushu rubbed it against the "pillow" with satisfaction, letting out a small hum in his throat.
At this time, Ji Sui's power was completely broken, and the heat at the tip of his ears spread to his whole body. At this moment, he seemed to be in a trance.
Is it her or herself who is responsible for this Chinese medicine?
When Ji Sui put his hands on his eyes, he tried to cool his face with the warmth of the back of his hands.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down, the sound of breathing became uncontrollably aggravated, and the small black mole dotted on the Adam's apple on the cold white skin became more and more conspicuous.
This cannot continue.
I secretly warned myself when I was old.
I don’t know how long each transformation will last. If I transform back into a cat, many things will be more difficult to do.
After being mentally prepared, he stretched out his right hand that was not being held from memory and covered her with the quilt with his fingertips.
Ji Sui, who had done all this with great energy, was already sweating all over. The beads of sweat rolled down his hair to his smooth mandible, hanging on it, and finally fell as he got out of bed.
Fall on the floor.
Not caring about tidying up, he grabbed the towel that was thrown at the foot of the bed and ran into the bathroom.
Song Shushu's towel is not big, so it doesn't make much difference whether it is covered or not.
The heat on his face has not dissipated, and his usually deserted face is stained with an ambiguous red color, and the faint red at the end of his eyes adds a bit of charm.
He squatted down and rummaged in the low cabinet under the sink.
He remembered that Song Shushu bought new bath towels and put them in the bathroom two days ago.
The tall figure of 1.9 meters looked like he was working very hard as he bent down to rummage through the short cabinet. After successfully suppressing his blush, he finally found a pile of towels in the corner of the cabinet.
He quickly pulled out the top one and wrapped it around his body, trying hard to convince himself to accept the light pink bath towel on his body.
At the age of 30, I took the hair dryer and returned to the bed.
In less than a moment, Song Shushu hugged the pillow next to him tightly and curled up into a ball.
Seeing this, Ji Sui pursed his lips slightly.
I don’t remember where I have seen such a saying. People who like to sleep with something in their arms or curl up into a ball have certain habits, but most of the reasons are due to a lack of security in their hearts.
He gently held her in his arms, pulled out the corner of the pillow she was holding tightly in her hand, and blew her hair gently.
Maybe she was really tired, or the medicine was taking effect, and the whirring sound of the hair dryer didn't wake her up. Her furry little head was resting on his chest little by little.
The soft hair rubs against the chest, causing a numb itch.
While he was blow-drying his hair, Song Shushu's hands, which had nothing to hold, automatically wrapped around his thin waist.
The fingers running through the hair paused for a moment, until the hot air from the hair dryer burned the fingertips before continuing.
In the end, Ji Shui's fingertips curled up slightly, and after several attempts, he finally gently rubbed the top of her hair.
He hugged her weakly, and at that moment, it seemed as if the whole world was sleeping in his arms.
When I thought of this, those sharp phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously.
Wang Yunming, who is nothing, dares to put those dirty hands on his people.
Song Shushu slept very well that night.
Even the cold feeling of being woken up by my own cold hands and feet every morning no longer exists, and there is even a touch of warmth?
In disbelief, I moved my feet under the quilt, and it turned out that I didn’t feel stiff after a cold night.
In her unclear memory, she seemed to be sleeping with a large warm baby in her arms?
He looked suspiciously at the stuffed bear that he had kicked to the foot of the bed.
Just when she was thinking about the possibility of stretching her feet into the arms of the stuffed bear and sleeping all night, Ji Sui, who heard the movement in the house, stood at the door of the bedroom and knocked on the door with her paw.
"Huh? Why are you here, Guaiguai?"
Of course I came to see how you are doing today, little idiot.
Ji Sui observed her expression carefully. The bed curtain with good light-blocking effect blocked the light outside.
Song Shushu leaned against the bed, with a calm look on his face, his eyebrows lowered, and he even stretched out, seemingly unaffected by yesterday's events.
This discovery made him feel a little relieved.
Song Shushu closed his eyes and leaned on the head of the bed to wake up. He felt that his whole body was so soft from sleep that he couldn't even lift himself up with any strength.
He reached out and scratched his hair,
Hmm?
It feels fluffy and does not look like a half-dry soft bed.
Her expression suddenly became a little subtle. Didn't she remember to blow dry her hair last night?
I was watching her movements all the time, and my heart tightened when I saw her.
Will she discover anything?
In a short period of time, he couldn't tell whether he was expecting her to find out or was afraid of being discovered.
I saw her touching the pillow in disbelief, as if she was looking for something.
At that moment Ji Sui's heartbeat seemed to jump out of his throat.
"Meow Meow Meow"
Song Shushu stopped what he was doing and looked at him with a sudden realization, "Oh no, I forgot to prepare food for you!"
After saying that, I have to lift the quilt and get out of bed.
After a night of ravage, the bathrobe on my body has reached to my waist under the influence of unknown force.
A pair of well-proportioned and slender legs stretched out.
Ji Sui turned around in panic and walked out in a hurry.
Before going out, I almost bumped into the door frame.
Song Shushu looked at him on the bed, drifting away like a wandering spirit after drinking fake wine, and felt increasingly guilty.
The child is so hungry that he is shaking when he walks.
She made a hasty bun, gathered up her bathrobe, and stood in front of the wardrobe for a long time to find a long dress and long trousers and change into home clothes.
"Come for dinner, baby."
She placed the heated simple cat rice in front of him and looked at him eagerly: "You are so hungry, dear. My sister was negligent this time. I will place an order for an automatic feeder right away."
"Oh yes, you can eat some cat food now, so that you won't be hungry when I come back late occasionally."
Song Shushu clicked his fingers on the phone and muttered something.
Cat food?
He refused!
I really can’t accept my face buried in the rice bowl, eating dry cat food with unknown ingredients.
Fortunately, she did not complete the order in the end.
"Are you up? Xiao Shu."
Wu Xiuwan's gentle and gentle tone came from the receiver.
For some reason, when Song Shushu heard this, he had the urge to cry. Maybe deep down in his heart, he felt aggrieved.
She sniffed and suppressed her faint cry, "Godmother, I just woke up~"
Wu Xiuwan did not mention what happened last night, but just said in a normal chatter: "Don't be greedy for cold at home, don't turn the air conditioner so low, girls, please pay attention to keep warm."
Song Shushu nodded and replied: "I will pay attention." He took out the air conditioner remote control from the coffee table and raised the temperature.
"It's unreasonably hot today. Many of the flowers in my yard have dried up in the sun. It's such a pity."
Listening to this tone, Song Shushu could imagine her regretful expression.
He grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms, feeling his whole body soften.
"Then I will bring some dried flower agent next time, and we can make those flowers into dried flowers and preserve them."
"That's a good relationship. My darling Xiao Shu is still considerate, not like that brat Lin Bai."
Song Shushu just responded with a smile.
The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone. Finally, Ms. Wu pretended to mention it casually: "Your Uncle Lin has asked that boy Lin Bai to take the surveillance camera to call the police. My child, don't be afraid. Just tell me to do it."
Mom, godmother will always support you."
The tears that had been accumulating in her eyes since then rolled down like broken beads. She controlled her voice to remain calm: "I'm fine, godmother, I"
"Xiao Shu, don't you think of me as your godmother?!"
Wu Xiuwan pretended to be serious and interrupted what she wanted to say.
Song Shushu said hurriedly: "How can it be possible?"
"Then listen to mom, work when you need to, eat and drink when you need to eat and drink. The fault was with that beast Wang Yunming, and you are right."
"Okay."
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Wang's Pharmaceutical.
The office on the top floor has the best panoramic view. The energetic Mr. Wang sits upright at his desk, looking at the documents in his hand with his reading glasses.
After a while, I stood up holding my handbag, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the tall building.
"Zisong, what do you mean by Ji?"
The young man accompanying him looked at the building hidden on the floor along his dead branch-like fingers, with envy and fear hidden deep in his eyes.
"My grandson doesn't know. Logically speaking, our family has always had a good relationship with the Ji family, and there has been no friction recently. Why isn't this confirmed contract renewed?"
The old man chuckled, "Now I have to ask your good father what kind of bad things he did outside to make Mr. Ji so disrespectful."
When he mentioned his father, Wang Zisong's face became a little sad, and a hint of contempt flashed across his face: "Father shouldn't be in front of Mr. Ji?"
Mr. Wang shook his head and became angry when he heard the sentence attached to the email.
"Mr. Wang, you have a successor. We are very optimistic about the future development of your company and look forward to future cooperation."
The young assistant smiled and said polite words that seemed to be respectful.
It was a great irony to Mr. Wang's ears.
Everyone in Q City knows that Wang Jiangyuan's only son is a dandy with all five kinds of evil traits. He worked as a fool until he was in his forties, and every day he went out to play with women, play with cats, and play with dogs.
It is definitely not possible to hand over the ancestral property accumulated over generations to the hands of one's own son, but his wife was injured when giving birth to him, and the two of them really love each other, and there is no one else but him as a son.
Fortunately, he found a marriage partner when he was young and gave birth to a good grandson.
Now Mr. Wang is fully focused on raising his grandson, turning a blind eye to the bastard things his only son does.
In the past, the Wang family was able to smooth over all the bad things, but this time it somehow hit the Ji family.
Ever since the old man of the Ji family half-retired, the youngest grandson of the Ji family has come to power and used such aggressive methods that he, who has been in the business world for most of his life, feels frightened.
And Special Assistant Yang, to a large extent, represents the attitude of Mr. Ji.
Something is not good.
Wang Jiangyuan sighed, as if he had aged a bit. "Zisong, call your dad and ask him what other stupid things he did outside."
Then he called out to the grandson who was walking out, "Prepare another gift to send to Mr. Ji. Remember, you must prepare it carefully."
"Okay, grandpa."
Wang Zisong went out with his mobile phone.
"Old man, this world is ultimately dominated by young people."