Author: Matcha Ice Hockey

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 let her rub him all over his body, and he was extremely well-behaved. Perhaps males have the same instinct to mark their mates with scent, or maybe 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 it, said 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 going back and forth for a few times, Song Shushu pinched his pads angrily.

"Are you so embarrassed to stick with me?"

Not really, but mainly because I was afraid that you would see him transformed into a living person, and then kick him out of the house as a pervert. Ji Sui felt helpless as she pinched her own flesh pads to vent her anger.

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 thoughts.

Caller ID: Lin Bai

"You're here so soon?"

Song Shushu subconsciously glanced at the 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 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 for subsequent filming."

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 can tell that what Lin Bai is going to say next is not going to be pleasant to listen to. Before, she had been in complaining mode, but now that she is enjoying playing with the cat, she is in a good mood, so she is very patient and listens 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 consciously separated her work account and personal account, not wanting people in her work circle to pry into her private life. In addition, she will also post some 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 these 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 on 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 anymore: "It's okay. It's not a big deal if I only add one person. At worst, I will delete it quietly after the cooperation is over. As long as I give you enough money, everything will be fine."

Can."

Lin Bai was heartbroken after hearing this: "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.

"Have you and Xiao Shu come 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 has long been used to it: "No, Mom, you are preparing too early. We will probably be cold when we get back."

Wu Xiuwan said angrily: "It's not like 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 rush over and take Song Xiaoshu home, lest Ms. Wu would always nag him in the future.

"When I reach the entrance of your community, I won't go in. It's hard to park."

When the call came in, 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, well, at least start first.

After doing some socialization training."

Because he was afraid that the cat would become stressed in an unfamiliar environment, and Wu Xiuwan liked flowers very much, so there were a lot of them in the yard and in the house. Although Song Dameng had always shown little curiosity, he still had to pay more attention. Therefore, this

When she went to Lin's house for the first time, she had no intention of taking 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 look on his face, rushed back, hugged the kitten and kissed him 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. It read five forty.

The heat quickly spread to the limbs and body surface, and soon even the breath became scorching, and it felt like one would explode soon.

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.

finger.

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 that he experienced 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, and Ji Sui tried to pronounce "Song Shushu."

The deep voice is a little hoarse, the vocal band that has not been pronounced for a long time is 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 blood vessels on the back of his palms were clearly visible, glowing with a clear and shallow cyan color. His fingertips gently brushed the dial.

The ups and downs.

Press and hold for a few seconds and then turn on the phone. Find the contact information of Special Assistant Yang from the address book and click on it.

"We'll arrive at Tianquanyuan in twenty minutes. Bring two sets of clothes and some toiletries."

"Okay 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 you call him? Or did you speak human language?

Yang Lai was puzzled, his hands kept moving, he quickly sorted out the urgent documents that needed to be signed recently, and quickly approached the president's office.

He always moved quickly and had clear goals. He chose a few sets of clothes that his boss wore 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 broke into a lively discussion.
To be continued...