Ji Sui walked to her side pretending to be reserved, raised his head, and stared at Song Shushu with his amber eyes.
Song Shushu:!!!
The sudden attack on her beauty instantly made her lose all reason.
Ji Sui also generously allowed her to rub him all over his body. He was extremely well-behaved. Perhaps males have the same instinct to mark their mates with scent, or perhaps their reason is conniving. He used the scent from the top of his head.
The glands kept rubbing against Song Shushu's hands, body and feet.
Cover her with layers of your own flavor.
Song Shushu, who knew nothing about this, expressed that he was flattered that his little cool cat could act like a spoiled child. What a blessing!
Just when she moved her face up to kiss the little coquettish cat, she was dodged.
She followed closely, but Ji Sui ducked away again. After a few rounds of back and forth, Song Shushu pinched his pads angrily.
"Are you so embarrassed to stick with me?"
That's not true. The main reason is that you are afraid that you will see the scene of his transformation into a living person, and then kick him out of the house as a pervert. When Ji Sui was pinching her own flesh pads to vent her anger, she felt quite helpless.
He even took the initiative to extend his other paw for her to pinch.
Song Shushu squeezed the paws that felt so good in his hands, and wrote his latest schedule on the memo with one hand, mumbling: "I'm going to have dinner with my godmother tonight, and then tomorrow..."
The cell phone rang at the right time, interrupting her train of thought.
Caller ID: Lin Bai
"Are you here so soon?"
Song Shushu subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was a little after five o'clock. Lin Bai had agreed with her to pick her up for dinner, but was this time a little too early?
Lin Bai threw his phone on the center console, connected it to the car's Bluetooth, and started the car: "No, I just left the studio."
Song Shushu heard the sound of the engine on the other end of the phone and guessed it, but she was still a little confused as to why she was calling her now, so she stroked the cat with one hand and waited for him to continue.
The car drove out of the underground garage and the signal became smoother: "Ji's just contacted me and said that your MV passed the preliminary review, but it still needs to be adjusted accordingly according to the subsequent shooting."
Song Shushu raised his eyebrows. She was not surprised by this. When Party A has no additional requirements, it would be shocking.
Lin Bai continued: "That's right, they made some demands first."
Listening to this hesitant nonsense, you knew that what Lin Bai was going to say next was not going to be pleasant to hear. She had been in complaining mode before, but now that she was enjoying playing with the cat, she was in a good mood, so she listened patiently to him.
Stop talking nonsense.
"Hmm? What request did you make? Let me tell you."
Lin Bai watched her words and heard that she was in a good mood from her voice, so she finished the request over there in one go: "They asked for direct contact with the author, so I pushed your WeChat to them, but I
I sent your private number by swiping, I’m sorry I was wrong.”
Every word of this sentence was a crazy dance on Song Shushu's mind. Lin Bai was listening to the silence on the other end of the phone, and his heart seemed to be caught in the calm breathing.
Anyone who knows her knows that Song Xiaoshu usually has a good temper towards her friends, but once she is really angry, the kind of storm hidden under the calm sea is the most terrifying.
She has always kept her work account and personal account consciously separated, not wanting people in her work circle to pry into her private life. In addition, she also posts guest posts from time to time on another account, not wanting to disturb her friends. In these
The only person among her friends who has her two numbers is Lin Bai.
Now this kind of trouble is happening.
Ji Sui, who heard their conversation on the sidelines, looked up at her. So, he just added it to her private WeChat account by accident?
Thinking back to the simple drawing version of himself he had just seen, Ji Sui felt a little happy. Before that, he had never thought about the problem of having two WeChat IDs, but it seemed that God was still taking care of him.
Song Shushu lowered his eyes and glanced at Ji Sui, who had become inexplicably excited, and suddenly felt that it didn't matter that much: "It's okay, it's not a big problem to just add one person. At worst, they will be deleted quietly after the cooperation is completed. As long as the money is enough, everything will be fine."
Okay."
After hearing this, Lin Bai was heartbroken: "You have changed! Song Xiaoshu! You have given in to money!"
Song Shushu ignored his cries and howls. Song Dameng stood up from her arms and shook his body, shaking off a piece of floating hair. A layer of short black hair fell on her plain skirt in an instant.
Twisting a piece of cat hair, Song Shushu chuckled: "I haven't settled your matter with you yet, so stop howling and drive well."
"Okay~"
After Lin Bai hung up the phone, he answered the call from his mother
"Are you and Xiao Shu back? My ribs are waiting to be cooked!"
As expected, Mother Lin's first words were about Song Shushu. It has always been like this over the years.
Fortunately, Lin Bai was already used to it: "No, Mom, it's too early for you to prepare. We'll probably be cold when we get back."
Wu Xiuwan said angrily: "It's not that you guys are too busy. Count on yourselves. How long has it been since you brought Xiao Shu here?"
"Is it her fault that she didn't go back?" Lin Bai expressed that he was very shocked and aggrieved.
"Of course, aren't you the boss? If I don't blame you, who should I blame?"
"Okay, okay, we are all ancestors."
Lin Bai sighed and hung up the phone, pressing the accelerator a little harder. He had to hurry over and take Song Xiaoshu home, lest Ms. Wu would always nag him in the future.
"I won't go in when I reach the entrance of your community. It's hard to park."
When the call came, Song Shushu was packing the taro paste layer cake that she had just made today. From the fillings to the crust, she made it all by herself. Considering that Wu Xiuwan had been controlling sugar, she also made a specially made low-sugar version.
After closing the lid of the last box, Song Shushu knelt down and touched Ji Sui, who had been following her: "I won't take you to see your godmother this time. When you are older, um...
At least start doing some social training first."
Because he is afraid that the cat will be stressed when it comes to a strange environment, and Wu Xiuwan likes flowers very much, so there are a lot of flowers in the yard and in the house. Although Song Dameng has always shown little curiosity, he still has to pay more attention. Therefore, this
When she went to Lin's house for the first time, she didn't plan to take him with her.
Ji Sui looked up at Song Shushu who had changed her clothes and was about to go out. He had been following her for a long time and was finally sure that she would not take him out. Although he was a little disappointed, he was sensible enough not to get entangled.
Before leaving, Song Shushu looked back at the kitten standing at the door with a reluctant expression, rushed back, hugged the kitten and kissed it wildly, and then quickly rushed into the opened elevator door.
The girl's warm body temperature seemed to still stay on her forehead. Ji Sui looked at the door that was mercilessly closed in front of her, her eyes shining with joy.
A familiar heat surged deep in his body. After Ji Sui's previous two experiences, he subconsciously looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, five forty.
The heat soon spread to the limbs and body surface, and soon even the breath became scorching, and it felt like I was about to explode.
Ji Sui closed his eyes and tried to feel the changes this time. He felt that his temperature was rising, and he put his fingers on his wrist uncontrollably in an attempt to cool down.
Fingers.
The long eyelashes fluttered like feathers for a few times and then opened. The original amber pupils now turned into a shallow layer, lining the bottomless eyes, with an almost invisible dark light flashing. This was the first time he felt his own changes during the day. The heat in his body weakened a little, as if the sudden increase in size gave them a buffer zone, and the burning pain that was about to explode slowly disappeared.
He stood naked at the door, and the light fell behind him, casting a long shadow.
The shadow moved, Ji Sui tried to pronounce "Song Shushu."
The deep voice is a little hoarse, the vocal cords that have not been pronounced for a long time are a bit obscure, and the intonation of the speech is also a bit twisted, but the man's voice perfectly makes up for this flaw.
The man's voice is as textured as gold and stone clashing together, making it unreasonably reminiscent of a lion on the grassland. It is the kind of magnetism with a strong masculine aura, but it also has a natural insouciance tone, as if he doesn't care about anything.
Like a superior person watching with cold eyes.
Five fifty.
Ji Sui looked away from the wall clock, thinking thoughtfully. Only ten minutes had passed. The heart-piercing pain just now had only lasted ten minutes.
With his long legs spread out, he made the small living room of Song Shushu's house even more exquisite. His broad figure was like a wall, filled with a sense of presence.
When Ji Sui reached out and touched under the sofa, he took out a smart bracelet from the depths. His fingers were white and slender, and the veins on the back of his palm were clearly visible, glowing with a clear and light cyan color. His fingertips gently brushed the dial.
The ups and downs.
Press and hold for a few seconds to turn on the phone. Find the contact information of Special Assistant Yang from the address book and click on it.
"In twenty minutes, we will arrive at Tianquanyuan. Bring two sets of clothes and some toiletries."
"Good boss."
Yang Lai responded subconsciously and didn't react until the phone was hung up.
No, boss, shouldn’t he be a cat now? Why did he call him? Or did he speak human language?
Yang Lai was puzzled, his hands kept moving, he quickly sorted out the emergency documents that needed to be signed recently, and quickly approached the president's office.
He always moves quickly and has clear goals. He chose a few sets of clothes that his boss wears most often and left the office.
Ji's president's office is opposite the president's office. It has a semi-open design, allowing secretaries to quickly respond to the boss's requirements.
So Yang Lai hurriedly entered the office, walked out carrying a bag that was obviously filled with clothes, and finally walked towards the elevator with a stack of documents and was watched by everyone.
The people who can be here are all human beings, and they all have their own guesses when they see the situation.
"Assistant Yang, are you sending clothes to the boss?"
Secretary A leaned back in the chair with a cup in hand, stared at the elevator door and started gossiping.
With her start, the secretary's room fell into a lively discussion.
"That's for sure. Only Special Assistant Yang can enter and exit the boss's office at will. Who else in the company besides Mr. Ji can manipulate Brother Yang?"
"Mr. Ji is coming back?"
"I'm not sure. I haven't received any news from everyone in the company, but looking at Brother Yang's appearance just now, the boss is definitely not seriously ill and recuperating as rumored."
After all, who has to wear a suit when he is seriously ill in bed?
"The bag Brother Yang took contained clothes. Is Mr. Ji nearby the company?"
"Okay, don't guess. The boss's properties are all over the city. We can't think of any."
[Yang went to the office to get dressed and left in a hurry, hugging a pile of documents.]
Buzz
[I know, keep staring!]
The brief vibration of the mobile phone did not affect the gossip and anger in the secretarial office. An inconspicuous woman in the corner turned the screen of her mobile phone upside down on the table and joined in with a smile.
On the desktop, the indicator light of the mobile phone flashes on the desktop where no one is paying attention.
"Huh? Have you read the gossip in the internal newspaper? Is Mr. Ji really going to marry the Ming family?"
"Ming family? Is it the eldest lady who just returned to China?"
Probably gossip is a stimulant that cannot be refused in any office, especially the so-called secrets of wealthy families.
The employees of their company have an internal newspaper. It is said that it is a forum specially built for gossiping. It has been there for a long time. Employees often break news and gossip on it. Since the forum is anonymous, it has a high degree of freedom and is not easy to use.
Knowing the background of the founder, the company's senior management just turned a blind eye to this.
After all, some assessments still need to learn from the details in the forum.
Ji Sui has always paid attention to the moral issues of employees. He does not want a group of subordinates to hold him back while he is struggling at the front, let alone a thunderstorm at a critical moment.
Therefore, he does not adhere to any standards such as ability or morality. He is straightforward. He wants ability and character.
The departments under his jurisdiction at Ji's headquarters have gradually undergone major changes in the past few years. Some middle and senior managers who were fond of cliques, workplace bullying, and sexual harassment were laid off. He even spent a lot of money to find headhunters to poach people everywhere.
A group of talents have come in.
With such a team, Ji's giant ship has repeatedly set new historical records under his leadership.