In the dark room, there was the sound of a key opening the door, and a small figure was sitting motionless on the floor, staring at the door tightly, its dark green eyes looking a little oozing in the darkness. Suddenly, the door was opened, and the little figure meowed~, and quickly pounced on the person who appeared at the door.

Chu Shi'an's hands and feet were neat and steady to catch the small hair ball that pounced, and raised his hand to gently touch its head. The little guy who was rolling around in her arms, whining in his mouth, kept biting Chu Shi'an's fingers, although the little hair ball was just playing and biting her, but the sharp kitten teeth gently scratched the skin, and there was still a slight pain. "Hmph, this little thing is really coquettish." An Shijin stood aside with his chest in his arms, looking at the inseparable man and cat at the door with a smile.

Xiao Maotuan is indeed a very likable little guy, obviously a cold cat, but behaves like a dog, the fur on his body is fluffy and soft, his ears are spitting out a small pink tongue, squatting on the edge of the small bowl, his tail is wagging happily, and his eyes are glowing with green light looking at the small dried fish in Chu Shi'an's hand, only two drops of saliva come out. The look in Chu Shi'an's eyes was soft and gentle, she put the small dried fish in a small bowl, looked at the gobbling up of the little hair ball, grabbed its soft little paws, the small pink mat obediently nested in the palm of her hand, soft and warm, pinched it, the little hair ball would meow softly.

When his gentle gaze fell on the wound that had already scabbed over the small hair ball, he paused, and then quickly became cold again, Chu Shi'an stood up, took out a cigarette and lit it. "You still want to send it away." An Shijin changed into a loose home suit and walked downstairs, holding a headband in his hand, gently wrapping his hand at the back of his head, and then neatly tying a bow with a headband, and his long hair was neatly tied high behind his head. "You know, I don't have time to take care of it." Chu Shi'an raised his head and gently exhaled a puff of smoke, his dark eyes were a little dim. "I think this little guy was quite obedient when he was in your arms, and no one stipulated that you can't hold a cat when handling cases." An Shijin raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

"Take it?" Chu Shi'an looked at An Shijin in surprise, she didn't think about holding the little hair ball to handle the case. "Well, if you can't get rid of your hand, I'll hold it." An Shi opened the refrigerator in response, took out a carrot and waved it back: "What do you want to eat?" "What you do, I eat." Chu Shi'an didn't know what he was thinking, so he responded casually, and his clear and deep eyes were mixed with a little thought.

"Oops, come over and help me tie my apron, my hands are dirty." Chu Shi'an was woken up by An Shijin's exclamation, she was stunned, and looked up to see An Shijin with his hands outstretched, smiling and winking at her. "Oh, good." Chu Shi'an hurriedly walked over and walked in front of her with an apron, because the kitchen space was not large, and An Shijin was facing Chu Shi'an, so Chu Shi'an had to tie it up for her from in front of her. His hands gently wrapped around An Shijin's slender waist, and his body was slightly close.

Chu Shi'an was about half a head taller than An Shijin, so she could only bend slightly to reach behind An Shijin conveniently. It seems that since Chu Shi'an said that the perfume smell on An Shijin's body was too pungent, An Shijin has never used perfume again, and only when he is close to her, can he smell the faint cold fragrance on her body, and the light fragrance gently lingers on the tip of his nose. An Shijin stood straight, his eyes fixed on the person who was close to him, and his eyes were slightly constricted and his face was serious and indifferent. Perhaps because the lights were too dazzling, An Shijin looked at Chu Shi'an blankly, and felt that his mind suddenly became dizzy. The world in front of me seemed to be blurred, only the fair and delicate face in front of me, the long and slightly curled eyelashes, and the dark and deep eyes that could devour people's souls.

When Chu Shi'an looked up after tying An Shijin's apron, An Shijin happened to lean forward slightly. Chu Shi'an turned his head quickly, and the lips that were about to be close were staggered, and gently rubbed the corners of her lips, and the soft and fragrant lips gently brushed her skin. Chu Shi'an jumped suddenly, and hurriedly took two steps back, but before he could react, a terrible cry suddenly sounded under his feet: "Meow~~"

The little hair ball that was rubbing at Chu Shi'an's feet finally suffered, and the little black and white tail was stepped on, causing it to scurry around the hall in pain. Chu Shi'an didn't even have time to think, and quickly chased after him.

Chu Shi'an sat in front of the computer, and the little hair ball squatted beside the mouse and licked his tail. The web page opened on the computer monitor had been stuck for a long time, and Chu Shi'an looked at the computer blankly, his eyes were confused, and his brows were furrowed tightly. "Ugh." Chu Shi'an suddenly sighed lightly, turned his head to look at the little hair ball, who knew that the little thing that licked his tail raised his paw and slapped Chu Shi'an's face very neatly at the moment when Chu Shi'an turned his head. "You still hold a grudge." The soft little meat pad slapped on his face without pain or itching, and Chu Shi'an shook his head with a smile. "Meow~Meow~" Xiao Maotuan still had tears in his eyes, and he meowed twice, slapped his paw on the computer keyboard, and seemed to be teaching Chu Shi'an a serious look, and his little tail was still dangling in front of Chu Shi'an.

"Heh, you little thing is really" Chu Shi'an raised his hand and lightly nodded on the little hairy nose, and was about to open his mouth to teach the little guy a lesson, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the conspicuous photo on the computer screen, and his face changed suddenly.

The man who had always been extremely well cultivated seemed to have forgotten the basic etiquette in a panic, and so rudely pushed open the door of An Shijin's room. "An Shijin" Chu Shi'an stepped into the door, and his gaze fell there with a little urgency, facing away from the person standing in the center of the room, and then his breathing stopped abruptly.

An Shijin stood in the center of the room with his back to Chu Shi'an, his fair and curvaceous body was not hanging at all, his thin and round shoulders, slender and straight legs, straight buttocks, slender waist, delicate butterfly bones, and the moist hair hanging on his side, the skin that was as white as mutton fat jade was glowing with a faint luster, and small droplets of water hung on the tips of her hair, gently dripping on her back, slowly sliding down her skin little by little, crossing the white and straight buttocks, and disappearing between the legs.

The person who turned back when he heard the sound gently hugged his chest with both hands, his charming face still had a faint flush, his white teeth gently biting his red lips, and his eyes were a little shy and watery, just staring at the person who was standing at the door and looking at her directly.

One looked at each other in shock as if a long time had passed, or maybe only a few seconds. Chu Shi'an's eyes widened, he raised his hand to cover his chest, and rushed out of the door with a flushed face. The voice was hurried and trembling: "I'm sorry! It reverberated in the room. An Shijin was stunned, a mysterious smile suddenly bloomed on his shy face, the seductive peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp chin was raised arrogantly. A sullen and arrogant woman, and she still says that she doesn't like women? Oh, Chu Shi'an, your heart and your body, I am bound to win.