Han Sibai couldn't help but curled his lips, seemingly satisfied with the answer he had expected.

Ye Wanxing felt that he seemed to understand the meaning of his smile, but he didn't seem to understand it quite.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll bring you the rice."

"Um."

Seeing Han Sibai walking towards the door, Ye Wanxing suddenly said, "Do you need me to go there with you?"

Han Sibai turned around and looked at her, "If you want, you can."

Ye Wanxing raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "Then I'll go with you."

"good."

Han Sibai opened the door a crack first, and the two of them heard a soft meow, a long-drawn sound. As soon as they heard it, they knew that they were missing their master.

Han Sibai pushed the door open a little further, and then he saw a ball of white lightning running towards him, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran -

"Meow~! Meow~!"

Ye Wanxing was attracted by the milky cat voice. He stared at the round white lightning and watched her rush over and flutter happily at Han Sibai's feet.

Bai Rice's two furry little front paws kept pulling Han Sibai's legs, so fast that a double image appeared.

Ye Wanxing lowered his eyes and looked at the excited white rice carefully the whole time. He wanted to reach out and give him a hug but didn't know where to start.

Because she has never had a cat, but she really likes it.

Han Sibai took Ye Wanxing into the door, and closed the door to prevent Bai Rice from running out due to excitement.

Han Sibai squatted down and picked up the white rice. He turned around and glanced at Ye Wanxing, and found that she was watching eagerly, so he handed the cat in his arms towards Ye Wanxing.

Ye Wanxing subconsciously took a small step back and looked at Han Sibai, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to hug it? Give it a hug."

Out of love, Ye Wanxing subconsciously stretched out his hand, but out of worry, he retracted his hand.

Han Sibai asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Ye Wanxing looked at Bai Rice, who was yawning leisurely, "I have never hugged a cat before, and I don't know how to hug it."

"It doesn't matter, you can just be like me."

Ye Wanxing's eyes fell on the thin hook-shaped nails of the white rice, and he hesitated, "...Will it allow strangers to hold it? It shouldn't bite me, right?"

"Won't."

There was a hint of firmness in Han Sibai's tone, which made Ye Wanxing feel more relieved.

At this time, Han Sibai suddenly added, "If it dares to bite you or scratch you, I will beat it."

Ye Wanxing: "..."

That's not necessary.

Han Sibai looked at her and smiled, "Just kidding, white rice is very good, it won't bite or scratch people."

Seeing Han Sibai encouraging himself, Ye Wanxing tentatively asked: "Then, let me try?"

"Um."

Han Sibai put the white rice into Ye Wanxing's arms, and Ye Wanxing quickly reached out to catch it. When his hands touched its soft fur, he felt so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

She protected the back of Bai Rice's neck with one hand, and held Bai Rice's butt with the other hand, carefully placing it in her arms.

For a moment, Ye Wanxing felt so magical, like holding a child, except that this child... had lots of fur and seemed to feel better.

"It's so good. It didn't scratch or bite me..."

Ye Wanxing lowered his eyes and looked at the little thing in his arms. It was as soft as a ball of white cotton. The white rice seemed to feel the breath of the beautiful sister. He raised his little head and looked at Ye Wanxing.

Bai Rice's eyes were like two transparent glass balls, spinning around, but his eyes were always wandering on Ye Wanxing's face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and at first glance, he looked like he was smiling.

Just when Ye Wanxing couldn't help but admire the beauty of the white rice, Han Sibai suddenly said, "Let's go to your place. I just want it to adapt to a strange environment. After all, I will go there often in the future."

Ye Wanxing was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and gave Han Sibai a standard eye roll.

She went out with the rice in her arms, and Han Sibai followed behind.

The two of them and the cat returned to Ye Wanxing's house. She sat down cross-legged on the carpet next to the sofa, and Bai Rice also took advantage of the situation to change her position and lie on Ye Wanxing's lap more comfortably.

"Meow~~~"

The cat meowed softly at the top of its voice and made a wink. Ye Wanxing was so cute that her heart almost melted.

"What are you doing?" she couldn't help but ask.

But what Ye Wanxing didn't notice was that when she said this, her voice unconsciously became much softer.

Han Sibai went to the center island and poured two cups of hot milk and put them on the coffee table. He paused for a second when he heard Ye Wanxing's voice and subconsciously raised his eyes to glance at her.

After Ye Wanxing said that, she suddenly realized something was a little weird. Why did her voice suddenly become like this?

Why is she suddenly so girly? Has she ever spoken like this before? Never!!!

From the corner of her eye, she saw Han Sibai sitting down next to him. For some reason, Ye Wanxing noticed that the tips of her ears seemed a little hot, but she didn't intend to pay too much attention to it.

After all, the little thing in her arms was enough to attract her attention.

Han Sibai's eyes fell on Ye Wanxing's face, and he stared at her for a while, then slightly raised his lips and smiled, but said nothing.

"See what I'm telling you? He's really well-behaved."

Ye Wanxing nodded, "Indeed."

After speaking, she looked into Bai Rice's eyes and suddenly thought of the reason why Han Sibai had given it the name "White Rice".

"Will it agree if you call it white rice?"

Han Sibai raised his chin slightly, "Would you like to try?"

Ye Wanxing really gave it a try, lowered his head and called out to the little thing in his arms, "White rice?"

"Meow~"

Listening to this soft voice that could draw away the soul, Ye Wanxing felt that his heart skipped a beat and couldn't help but laugh.

"White rice?"

"Meow~"

"White rice?"

"Meow~"

When you call, it responds, and one person and one cat are having a great time playing together.

Han Sibai looked at the picture in front of him, and suddenly felt a great sense of comfort in his heart.

There was a large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and he turned his head and looked outside.

Outside the window, there is a bright moon hanging high in the dark sky, and the lights inside the window are friendly. People are always like this. When they are living happily, they tend to think of those not-so-good days in the past, to highlight how happy they are now.

Thinking back to the days when I was being treated in the United States, every time I woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, what came to my mind was the face in front of me.

His eyes fell on Ye Wanxing's fair and beautiful face. Han Si rolled his eyelashes. After a while, he heard himself ask -

"Wanwan, can I kiss you?"

Ye Wanxing, who was actively petting the cat, heard this and suddenly raised his head to look at him.

But Han Sibai didn't get angry or roll his eyes at him as he expected. The little girl just looked at him quietly.
Chapter completed!