Author: Matcha Ice Hockey

Realizing that he had been standing beside Song Shushu's bed for a long time, he felt a little at a loss what to do.

In the bedroom, Song Shushu's breath seemed to surround him from all directions in an instant.

The faint scent of sandalwood drifted from the window, bringing him back to his senses.

At this moment, all the original calmness disappeared, and he was getting ready to walk out.

But the moment he raised his feet, he heard the clock ringing at midnight.

The strength in his body was drained in an instant, he felt dizzy, and before he could react, he lost consciousness.

The second before I lost consciousness, my last thought was fear.

I am afraid that I will be on an unknown street corner again, afraid that I will become an unknown creature again.

I am even more afraid that I will never meet her again.

He only had time to take another deep look at the person on the bed before his consciousness fell into darkness.

A black kitten landed on the blanket, with only its chest rising slightly.

——

The experience of being hungover was extremely bad, at least Song Shushu didn't want to experience it again in the short term.

The alarm clock beside the bed rang over and over again. When it rang for the third time, an arm stretched out from the quilt with difficulty.

He fumbled around on the bedside table with his fingers, found the alarm switch and turned it off without hesitation, completely forgetting why he set the alarm clock.

Song Shushu covered his head in the quilt and gradually woke up.

It took a lot of effort to struggle out of the quilt. Song Shushu, with his messy hair, sat on the bedside with a confused look on his face.

No wonder she dreamed yesterday that she was tied up by vines. It turned out that the quilt was too tight.

No, she remembered that she fell asleep on the sofa in the end?

Do I still have the problem of sleepwalking???

After thinking about it for a moment, he felt a sudden pain in his brain. Song Shushu raised his index finger and gently massaged his temple to try to relieve it.

Just as she was closing her eyes to relax, a cell phone rang in the room.

Subconsciously, I touched the bedside. The place where I used to put my cell phone was empty today.

It seems that it was left in the living room yesterday.

The cell phone was ringing relentlessly on the other end, as if she would not give up until she answered the call.

Song Shushu could only let out a long sigh, resigned himself to his fate and stood up and walked out.

The moment he landed, the soles of his feet came into contact with something warm and unknown.

"ah!"

Song Shushu was so frightened by this sudden touch that he woke up.

After the initial shock, I mustered up the courage to stick my head out.

Huh? Da Meng?

She was no longer afraid in an instant. Not only was she not afraid, she was worried to death.

She opened the quilt and looked at him lying motionless on the ground. She was so frightened that she couldn't even care about her headache.

Tentatively, he stretched out his hand to check his breath.

besides.

The heartbeat that was about to jump out of his throat calmed down a little, and Song Shushu was so frightened by this turn of events that he collapsed on the ground.

Only then did he find some concentration to think about what had just happened.

I just stepped on him without any effort.

But why did this arrogant brat come into the bedroom today?

Song Shushu has been envious of the days when her best friend slept with a cat. After having Song Dameng, she always fantasized about being able to sleep with a warm and fluffy kitten.

But no matter how hard she tried to seduce him, Song Dameng refused to step into the bedroom.

As time passed, she no longer persisted.

Could it be that he was worried about her when he saw her drunk last night, so he stayed with her by the bedside all night?

Seeing him lying on the ground defenseless, an evil thought came to him fiercely and fiercely.

She had been coveting the cat's belly for a long time, but Song Dameng never refused to show his belly to her. Even every time she woke up, she saw him as a proud and reserved man.

This was the first time I saw him sleeping.

Just as he was about to extend his sinful hand, his cell phone, which had gone silent, rang again.

"Tsk"

The early morning discomfort reached its peak.

Song Shushu walked to the bedroom angrily and pulled out his cell phone that kept ringing.

Looking at the word Lin Bai dancing on the screen, I became even more angry.

"You'd better have some good news to say."

Song Shushu has always had a serious problem with waking up. Because she has difficulty falling asleep, she is particularly unhappy when she is woken up after finally falling asleep.

Lin Bai also knew about her problem and always avoided disturbing her sleep early in the morning.

"Yes, I do."

Lin Bai, who knew her temper well, spoke before she lost her temper and successfully stopped Song Shushu who was about to lose his temper.

"The data last night was really beautiful, and now "The Wind Rises" is still on the hot song list."

"Well, what then?"

Song Shushu was still unhappy. Even though she was sober now, Lin Bai's call did make her miss the best opportunity to rub the cat's belly.

"so."

Lin Bai deliberately lengthened his tone in an attempt to arouse her interest, but to no avail, Song Shushu refused to accept this trick at all.

After a short silence, he managed to get embarrassed.

"So the studio is planning to hold a celebration party. By the way, Brother Qing is back too. Also, there are many partners coming to our door this time."

"Okay, send me the time and place when the time comes. I'm wrapping up my music video recently, so I should be able to take a break, don't you think?"

"Of course! Of course a great hero can have a holiday."

Lin Bai has always been easy to talk to, and she agreed very well at the moment. Anyway, it will be the same if she is called to work overtime if there is an emergency. Who makes her stay at home all day long, leisurely and tooth-itching.

There was a voice calling the boss on the other side of the phone. Song Shushu raised his eyebrows, rarely feeling a little concerned about him.

"You didn't stay in the studio all night, did you? Stared all night?"

Lin Bai on the other end of the phone had just finished signing a document. After hearing this, he raised the black coffee in his hand and drank it in one gulp. "What about the other way around, little ancestor? Do you think the aftermath is so easy to deal with?"

"Pay attention to your health." Song Shushu walked back to the bedroom holding his cell phone.

"I'll take some time to visit my godmother in the next two days to relieve you of some stress."

"Thank you~"

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the blanket under Maomao and felt a little doubtful.

Why is this blanket on the bedroom floor?

When Ji Sui regained consciousness again, it was already noon.

The moment he opened his eyes, Song Shushu's plain face came into view.

Although this perspective became lower again, it was obviously a cat again. This realization made him feel both happy and disappointed.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

Song Shushu, who was sitting aside and scrolling through his cell phone, looked up and met the light-colored eyes that softened into a puddle of water.

The hand that was placed on the cat's belly subconsciously grabbed it twice.

Well, cat belly is good for rua.

Uh-huh?

Is this what's happening on his belly?

Ji Sui turned over and threw her hand away, jumping far away.

How can you touch a man’s belly casually?!

Not even male cats!!!

Song Shushu was caught off guard and thrown away:???
To be continued...