"Why are you in my house?"

Shen Lang's eyebrows were deep, and he looked at Song Zhizhi with questions in his eyes, looking at him with disdain and ...... Overwhelmed.

Song only thought that he was wrong, and he was at a loss, should he be at a loss?

"Your renovation flooded my house, and your brother asked me to make do with it for one night at your house." Song only told the truth.

Shen Lang retracted his gaze, and his eyes became indifferent and indifferent: "I don't care what the reason is, please leave immediately." ”

"You ......"

Song only widened his eyes, this man was hard-hearted and couldn't get along with her!

Obviously, it was his home decoration that made him unable to live in his home, and now he wants to evict her out.

That can't be!

Song only raised his neck, his eyes sharpened, and he said angrily: "You are unreasonable, obviously ......"

Shen Lang didn't want to give her a chance to speak at all, so he interrupted directly: "You go to the hotel, I will pay the money, WeChat or Alipay?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at his watch as if he was in a hurry.

Sure enough, there is no good person in the rich, and this dead pervert actually wants to insult her with money.

Well, the more the merrier!

Song only hurriedly ran into the second bedroom, took her mobile phone and prepared to collect the money, but when she ran to the living room, there was no trace of the pervert.

She blinked, then shook her head again.

It can't be your own hallucination, right?

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the master bedroom, and Song only moved closer and pricked up his ears to listen.

Shen Lang sat on the ground in the master bedroom, looking at the white smoke rising around his body, knowing that Song was only here, he would rather go to the hotel to transform.

If it weren't for his mother playing tricks on him and suddenly taking Xia Menglan back to the old mansion, he wouldn't have risked another hour of transformation and ran here.

Looking at his hand, which was getting smaller little by little, Shen Lang's face turned pale.

The smoke cleared, Shen Lang's clothes were scattered all over the place, a snow-white chubby paw peeled off his clothes, and a cute little meow cat showed its head from inside.

"Dead pervert, you—Are you okay?"

The strange voice in the master bedroom made Song only very nervous.

Could he have made some name for himself again?!

The room fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

Song only frowned, and knocked lightly on the door again: "Hey...... Are you still there? ”

Shen Lang was completely speechless, of course, he could only be speechless now, and if he spoke, it would only be a cat meow.

A cute, soft and cute little meow, the fleshy little face is full of depression, drooping her head and jumping on the bed, it took a lot of effort, the little meow pulled open the quilt and got in, he hoped that this night could pass quickly, and he hoped that the noisy crazy woman would not break in.

However, imagination is often beautiful, and reality is cruel.

No one answered Song Zhizhi, she thought that Shen Lang had already left, and she didn't get the money to stay in the hotel, so it was impossible for her to pay for it herself.

Oh yes, it's not that dignity can't be, it's that the balance of the phone is not enough.

Since he doesn't expel himself, can he live?

Yes! At least that's what Song only thinks.

But what was the muffled noise just now?

Isn't that perverted man......

Song only began to make up the picture in his head, could he have fallen and hit his head on the table, if he died like this, would he be considered a suspect?

No, no, we have to take a look.

She tugged on the doorknob, and she slowly pushed the door open.

Song only didn't see Shen Lang in the house, but there was a pile of his clothes on the ground.

He's back to change his clothes?

Glancing at the bed, it didn't look like someone was bulging, so Song just walked over lightly and slowly pulled the quilt opener.

A little cat as white as snow instantly met Song Zhi's eyes.

This little cat seems to be her cuteness!

"Moe, moe."

At first, the little meow didn't move, but when Song only patted him twice, the little meow slowly opened her eyes.

When he saw a face full of smiles clearly, the little meow jumped up more than a meter high, the white hair all over her body exploded, and her blue eyes widened, staring at Song only with vigilance.

"Meng Meng is really you!"

Song was only overexcited, pounced on him, hugged the little meow tightly, and strangled him out of breath.

The little cat seemed to be frightened, and her face was full of horror.

Indeed, Song Zhi's appearance frightened Shen Lang a lot, and his fragile little heart was beating endlessly, if there were two more times, he was worried about whether he would have a heart attack.

Didn't this damn woman let her go?

Why did he come into his room?

Still holding him.

Still...... Still...... I want to kiss him!

Watching the woman purse her mouth and approach him little by little, the blue cat pupils narrowed into a line.

He's angry, he's grumpy, he's about to growl: "Meow! ”

The corners of the little meow's mouth twitched twice, why did he, a man with a height of 185, become a cat, why did he make such a soft and cute cry, he now wants to die.

“mua……”

Song only kissed Xiao Meow Mi's face hard, hugged him tightly in his arms, and didn't want to be separated from him for a moment.

It seems that God is quite good to her.

At least give her back her cuteness.

Holding the soft body of the little meow, Song only seemed to have gotten the whole world, kissing and rubbing, and also put the little meow's face close to her chest.

She was happy, but the little cat was ......

Shen Lang's face will be pinched and painful, his head will be rubbed and dizzy, and his little paws don't know how many times he has been kissed by this woman.

Forehead......

His bed...... His bed......

As a cleanliness monster, Shen Lang's bed has never been touched by a woman.

Song only, you are too much!

Xiao Meowmi's resentful eyes fell into Song Zhizhi's eyes, but she seemed to be talking to her: "Sister, I finally waited for you." ”

She threw the little cat into the air, caught it, and buried her head in the little meow's chest and rubbed it.

And then, over and over again...... Cycle......

The little meow cat opened her teeth and claws and flew all over the sky, her eyes were dripping and rolling in her sockets, and her pink and tender little tongue spit out of her mouth, making her dizzy.

Little Meow couldn't stand on the bed steadily, and swayed a few times and fell on the bed.

Should...... It's over, right?

Shen Lang's eyelids couldn't be raised, and he wanted to vomit if he moved a little.

His appearance has only been maintained for a while, and he has not fully adapted to it, and he has only been tortured by Song only like this, he only feels that he should not be far from death......

Tossed in the middle of the night, he didn't know whether he fell asleep or fainted.

Until eight o'clock the next morning, Shen Lang, who had changed back to his human appearance, still did not ease up.

Shen Lang retched on the toilet for a long time, and sat on the ground dejectedly.

Hurry up and find the key, get out of here quickly, and stay with this idiot woman for one more second, Shen Lang is worried about whether he can save his life.

Ding dong.

The doorbell woke up Song Zhizhi, she pulled Shen Lang's slippers, and walked out in a daze to open the door: "It's not called for people to sleep on Sundays." ”

Song only reflected the blurred figures of the two women in his hazy vision: "Who are you looking for?" ”