With the cat squatting on his shoulder, Sang Li went straight back to his office.

As soon as he arrived in the familiar environment, Qinghui retracted his little tail and jumped directly off his shoulder.

I want to jump to the ground.

He was tall, this time the cat was not held in his arms again, Leng Buding's shoulder was light, a black shadow crossed the corner of his eye, and he subconsciously reached out to get the cat back.

The hand sank.

He lowered his eyes and met Qinghui's golden cat eyes.

Qinghui's expression was still a little dazed, and he kept looking like he was ready to land.

The little tail hooked.

"Huh?"

The hearts of the cute people tremble.

Looking at the little milk cat, Sang Li only felt that a tight string in his heart seemed to loosen up all of a sudden.

A smile appeared on the man's clear face, and his snow-white hand held the little black cat that did not slip away.

His fingertips moved slightly, hooking Qinghui's chin.

Qinghui subconsciously whimpered again, rubbing his chin against his fingertips.

A pair of cat ears stand up.

What to do? It's all in place, you go to work, and let Lord Lingjian go and bask in the sun by himself.

Or do you want to do something? Playing with a cat teaser? Or laser pointer? Judging by your good performance today, Lord Spirit Sword, she can handle you.

Asaka: Okay, that's a great idea.

Qinghui was held like this and went directly into the lounge.

This time, Sang Li didn't stop Qinghui from jumping from his arms, and watched as Qinghui's little meat pad stepped on the ground in the lounge a few times.

He raised his hand and stretched it back.

Qinghui had not taken two steps forward in the lounge when he heard a click behind him.

The door was locked.

Qinghui: ???

The kitten took two steps forward and turned her head a little dazedly.

Why lock the door?

She used to lock the door because she was afraid that he would run away, but now what about you? Lock yourself up?

"Huh?"

The little milk cat squatted on the ground, although the lounge here is only a temporary lounge, but it is also quite comfortable and luxurious, this time plus Sang Li with Qinghui all day long, so there are also things like cat litters everywhere.

Sang Li didn't speak, went to the closet in the house, took out his clothes, and put them on the bed.

"Take on a human form, get dressed, and I'll measure you and make some clothes to order."

His voice seemed a little hoarse, but there was nothing wrong with that reason.

Qinghui snorted.

Jumped on the bed.

Sang Li only paused for a second, then turned around and walked to the window where the curtains had been drawn, his hand gently moving on the edge of the window, his light brown eyes narrowing slightly.

Listen to the voice behind you.

"Alright."

The little girl's sweet voice came, and he turned around.

And I saw that the black hair was scattered all over the bed.

White skin, jet-black hair, and a white shirt are all tangled together.

Finally, the lazy and luxurious golden yellow under the eyes.

The little girl became a human being, and she was lazy and decadent lying on the bed, and the salted fish was lying on the corpse.

The ears of the two black cats are too lazy to stand up every day, and they are lying on their stomachs.

I just don't know if it's an illusion.

In just one night, the little girl's appearance seems to have grown a little, and the originally round little face is showing a clear and beautiful arc.

It's no longer the childishness I saw before.

It seems to be ...... Grown?

Sang Li raised his feet and walked to the side of the bed, looking down with his eyes down.

Finally, I pulled out a tape measure from the cabinet next to the bed.

Qinghui glanced at it a little curiously.

Didn't you have this thing before? When was he put it here?