"Oops……"

Xiao Jijie finally knew where the sadness came from... Why did Zhao Zhaozhao look like he was emotionally hurt?

Teroro boiled the water and took the tea leaves out of the jar to brew. His eyes were still empty. "Xiao Gejie, look at this tea."

"What's wrong with the tea?"

"Do tea leaves look like life? When you first meet the water, you will be so happy and joyful, floating proudly on the water. As you grow older and more experienced, it will gradually become deeper and your body will become full, and you will be low-key hidden in the water.

In the middle. Later, as time went on, he began to lie lifeless at the bottom of the cup, like a handful of loess after death..."

"Why did you suddenly become so artistic? What stimulated you?" Xiao Jiejie's eyes shone with excitement.

"Has there been any change? I just... suddenly figured out something." Zhaozhao bit her lip, suddenly raised her head and glanced at Xu Jinteng's room. The door was closed tightly, and he must have gone out.

"whats the matter?"

"With your IQ, it's hard to figure it out." Zhaozhao glanced at him sadly, "I'm going out to work part-time. You don't have to wait for me to eat when I get home. Goodbye."

Xiao Gejie’s Zhang Er monk was confused: I didn’t say I would wait for you to eat!

Yan Rushuang was not an uninvited guest as Zhao Zhao imagined. Strictly speaking, she was no longer a guest. Because... for a long time after that, she would find various reasons to come to the house they shared.

Sometimes they bring delicious fruits, sometimes they bring old wine.

She looks cute, talks playfully and lively, and she looks like a post-modern cute girl. Not long after, Xiao Jiejie has become so close to her that it feels like they have known each other for more than ten years.

Zhao Zhaozhao was very dissatisfied with this. She also wanted others to know that she did not welcome Rushuang, but what should she do?

The mind is full but the strength is not enough, the name is not correct and the words are not smooth.

So she could only let it go, and occasionally when Yan Rushuang greeted her, she would respond with half a smile.

That day, when Zhao Zhaozhao was going home, he met a stray cat on the road. It had pure black fur and ran like a piece of moving ink jade. It especially had a pair of big eyes, looking forward to life, flexible and interesting, and it was almost like a stray cat.

Beauty Yan Rushuang is even more attractive.

So...Zhaozhao decided to take the stray cat home.

Sure enough, both Xiao Jijie and Yan Rushuang couldn't put it down when they brought it back, especially Yan Rushuang. Seeing the kitten was like meeting a childhood friend, and she was so excited. "It's so beautiful. I have never had a pet before."

"Why?"

Yan Rushuang pouted, "My mother is allergic to animal hair, so she never keeps these things at home."

Haha...it turns out that she is also unhappy? Huh, this perfect girl has never even had a pet. She is finally better than her in some aspects. Although Zhao Zhao doesn't have many toys, at her aunt's house,

She can raise whatever she wants...

Zhao Zhao maintained a psychological balance and pretended to be generous, "Actually, it's okay. Although raising kittens is fun, it will annoy you sometimes."

"I would rather let it be annoyed..." Yan Rushuang smiled, not afraid that the kitten would scratch her expensive clothes, and kept hugging it, "Let's give it a bath. Do we need to get vaccinated?"

"Well, Xiao Jiejie doesn't have to go to work, so let him take the kitten." He took care of himself and made arrangements.

"Then what's its name?"
Chapter completed!