Mr. Shen did not speak, enduring the torment like a fire, and Song did not realize the seriousness of the situation.

Song only looked at Shen Lang, whose face was slightly red, his nose was slightly open, and he was panting, she first blinked, then frowned, reached out and touched his forehead, and asked questioningly, "Do you have a fever?" ”

He still didn't speak, don't look too far and don't dare to look at Song Zhizhi.

Song only wondered, he was arguing with himself just now, how did kung fu become this characteristic at this time?

She was still sitting on Shen Lang's body, looking at him suspiciously.

The more she looked, the redder Shen Lang's face became, until finally, Shen Lang's face looked like a boiled crab, and it looked delicious.

After a while, Shen Lang spoke, and his voice was slightly trembling: "You...... Can you come down first? ”

Song only heard the words, and then realized how embarrassing his posture was.

Her face also turned red, and she hurriedly moved down from Shen Lang's body, drooping her head and hoping to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The two of them didn't say anything for a while, and the only thing in the house was the frolicking sound of "Running Big Brother" on TV.

Song only grabbed the remote control in his hand, pursed his lips, and put the remote control in front of Shen Lang: "Let's see, I'm going back to the room." ”

Shen Lang didn't speak, and after Song only closed the door, he suddenly collapsed on the sofa like a deflated ball.

He glanced at the remote control, but switched back to financial news.

Song only leaned against the door and took several deep breaths to stabilize his anxious mood.

This is the first time she has had such intimate contact with a man.

She couldn't tell what it was like, not good, not bad, just ......

After a long time, Song only calmed down, sat down at the computer desk, picked up a pen and paper and began to design.

I don't know how, today's design inspiration is endless, each design drawing is like a printer, she picked up one of them and modified it slightly, thinking that this work is very suitable for Xia Menglan.

She slapped her head hard, how could she think of her?

In addition to designing a work that satisfies her, she can also make her shoulder sore, her cervical spine stiff, and her sciatic nerve hurt.

Song only moved for a long time before he felt a little more comfortable, and when he looked at the time on his phone, it was already 8:40.

She walked out of the room, the living room was empty, and Shen Lang was no longer visible.

She poured herself a glass of water and blew it, taking a sip, and suddenly, she heard a cat meow coming from Shen Lang's room, and her pupils suddenly dilated, and then dilated.

"Is it you?"

Song only called tentatively, and walked to the door of Shen Lang's room with the sound of a cat.

She remembered that Shen Lang said that Xiao Mengmeng is a little cat with a very good personality, and you may not be able to find him when you look for him, he will appear when he should appear.

Sure enough, the little cats are all Buddhist babies.

She knocked on Mr. Shen's door: "Shen Lang, is Mengmeng back?" ”

No one in the room answered her.

She knocked on the door again: "If you don't speak, I'll come in by myself." ”

The other party didn't object, that is, he agreed, at least Song only thought so.

Fortunately, Shen Lang didn't lock the door, and Song only walked in easily, but she didn't see Mr. Shen.

Could it be that Shen Lang left when he was crazy about his own design?

She looked at the small ball that was slightly raised on the bed, and laughed brightly: "It's better not to be at home, so that Miss Ben can pet the cat unbridledly!?" “

"Meng Meng, my sister is coming!"

As she spoke, she walked, and her face even put on a rogue look like a flirtatious girl.

lifted the quilt suddenly, and sure enough, there was a ragdoll cat on Shen Lang's bed with ears as black as ink, and her whole body was white without the slightest variegation.

She threw herself on Shen Lang's bed and buried her head in Little Meow's arms.

It's also strange to say, there is always a faint fragrance on this little cat's body, which seems to be very similar to the smell on Shen Lang's body......

Forehead?!

Song only raised his head abruptly and blinked his big round eyes.

How could she think of Shen Lang's big pervert at such an important moment as petting a cat.

Hum! Song only snorted lightly, how could he compare with her cuteness, or her cuteness, white, fragrant, and soft...... Picking it up is called a joy.

She was happy, but she was bitter about Shen Lang, who had transformed into a little meow.

The hair all over his body was messy, and his face was only pinched and deformed by Song.

"Meow!"

Little Meow wanted to refuse, but Song Maonu's methods were extremely cruel and ruthless, and he was about to risk sparks.

Song only held the little meow in his arms, and he missed her very much after not seeing her for two days: "Mengmeng, do you miss your sister?" ”

Little Meow Mi is quite humane, and Song only glanced at it.

But this look fell on Song Zhizhi's eyes and turned into three words - so cute.

The little cat has a big white eye again.

Pinch my face, pinch my face, pinch my face all the time, pinch my face again, and I'll eat you!

Little Meow thinks that if Song Ji doesn't stop him in time, he is likely to become a hairless cat.

Just before Song only drove the little meow crazy, someone rang the doorbell, and she didn't want to be separated from her little Mengmeng for a moment, and even opened the door to hold the cat.

"Baby, I heard you were accused?!"

As soon as the door was opened, Anne pounced on him, gave Song a big bear hug, and comforted: "It's okay, there are sisters here, we can scold him live." ”

Live broadcast......

Song Zhi's eyebrows jumped slightly.

Please, there are not many people in your old man's live broadcast room, even if it is a live broadcast scolding Tony Xu, I'm afraid no one knows.

Even if it's a girlfriend, you have to complain when it's time to complain.

Song only pushed away Anne, and pulled away from her, hugging was fine, but don't squeeze her baby little meow, she gently touched the little meow's head, raised her eyes and glanced at Anne, and complained: "Why don't you wait for me to go to jail before coming to see me?!" This matter has been taken care of by Nanchen, I called you so much, why didn't you answer? ”

The little meow was being comfortably touched, and suddenly heard the word "Nanchen", and the two blue cat pupils instantly narrowed into a line.

The credit is clearly his! It's his!

"Meow!"

Shen Xiaomeow roared angrily, broke free of Song Zhi's embrace, and rushed into the master bedroom.

Anne stared at the little meow in surprise: "You raised it?" ”

"Shen Lang's cat." Song only pulled Anne into the house and sat down on the sofa: "Don't change the subject, you haven't said why you didn't answer my phone yet!" ”

It's okay not to mention it, Song only asked again, and Anne instantly withered.

She picked up the kettle on the coffee table, poured herself a glass of water, drank it all, and looked at Song Zhizhi with angry eyes: "I'm angry when I say it, it's not because of ......"

Anne suddenly remembered the relationship between Shen Yuan and Shen Lang, she blinked and quickly changed her words: "I have recently been entangled in a strange ...... That idiot is still blocking my door. ”

"When you mention him, I'm annoyed when I talk about it." Anne put down the water glass: "Let's talk about you, what's the situation?" What the hell is going on with that dress? ”

Song only told her the whole story, Anne was extremely shocked, and after a while, she patted Song Zhi's shoulder hard: "So I'm going to be angry!?" ”

"Please, can you distinguish the priorities, I ......"

Anne didn't wait for her to finish speaking, she took out her mobile phone directly and started the live broadcast.

Sure enough, as soon as the live broadcast started, Anne instantly became a hit.

In just three minutes, the number of people watching her live stream went from 35 to 5,300.

She slapped Song Zhi's thigh a few times: "Baby, I love you so much!" ”

The corners of Song's mouth twitched slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "No matter how excited you are, you can pat yourself on the legs!" ”

"Thank you for the lollipops sent by "I am full enough to watch the live broadcast". ”

"Thanks to the hot air balloon sent by the "Little Match Seller". ”

"Thanks to the motorcycle sent by "Lao Tie is hairless but sick". ”

In just ten minutes, Anne received dozens of gifts, which is more than she has received in the past six months.

Song just sat on the sidelines and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that this little turmoil is not without benefits, at least for Anne, maybe she can still reach the peak of her life with this.

Song only took out the little meow who was just about to fall asleep from Shen Lang's room: "Mengmeng, take a look at Sister Annie, when she is on fire, we will eat salmon every day, and when the time comes, my sister will give you a catty, don't ...... Buy you ten pounds, so that you can eat enough. ”

The smile on her face grew stronger.

I can't help but think of the scene where Anne became popular, made a lot of money, and then took care of her and the cat.

As everyone knows, Anne, who is on the live broadcast, also thinks so.

Anne switched the camera to Song Zhizhi: "Babies, let's have flowers and applause, please invite the designer of that dress, my best friend - Song Zhizhi!" ”

was suddenly named, and he was also on camera.

Song only panicked all of a sudden, and she was fiddling with the pink and tender little paws of the little meow, and hurriedly swayed at Anne with her cat's paws: "Don't don't, don't shoot me!" ”

"Wow...... What a cute kitten cat. ”

"It's so cute."

"From the live broadcast, it seems that this little meow in the arms of the young lady has a V-shaped head, large and round eyes, a plump cat, thick limbs, and a long and soft tail, which should be a purebred Ragdoll cat."

For a while, the wind direction of the live broadcast seemed to have changed, and no one seemed to care about the designer of the skirt, Song Zhizhi, but more about the little cat in her arms.

Shen Yuan, who had just poured a glass of milk, saw a prompt from his mobile phone: The anchor you follow is now live broadcasting......

Shen Yuan took a sip of milk and hurriedly entered Annie's live broadcast room, but saw the picture of Song only holding the little meow.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Shen Yuan squirted milk......

His pupils dilated, his nose opened slightly, his entire facial features were distorted, and his hand holding the mobile phone trembled uncontrollably, and after a long time, he screamed in shock: "Mom! Come and watch my brother live! ”