"Good night, Sister Qiqi."

Qi Shunying looked at Qiqi's eyes and said good night, her right hand was gentle, she took out a piece of dried chrysanthemum flowers from the gap in the page and placed it on the page she had just seen, closed the book, turned around and put the book back in its place.

"Good night, Shun Young." Qi Qi didn't reply, and with a flick of his hand, the book returned to the bookcase steadily.

Holding the fence with both hands, a horizontal bar flips upwards and the body nimbly returns to the top bunk.

Qi Shunying lay flat, opened her eyes wide, blinked, looked at the gymnastics before going to bed, and said in her heart, our sister Qiqi is too powerful.

The lights went out and his eyes were closed, and Qiqi lay flat on the upper bunk, because of the narrow bed, his limbs could only be slightly opened.

The left hand kneaded each Buddha bead on the wrist of the right hand, as if to soothe it. The touch of the fingertips is smooth and cold, and the light sandalwood is refreshing.

Qiqi lowered his voice, "Thank you today, Tantan, good night." ”

There was no dream all night, and Qiqi slept very fragrantly.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Shunhua, whose body had recovered, woke up very late.

Because Jiang Mujin had a class in the morning, the whole family decided to eat breakfast in the cafeteria. Qiqi didn't get up, so he didn't call.

Qi Shunhua brought her a fried dumpling and a healthy porridge from the canteen.

When he returned to the dormitory, Qiqi hadn't gotten up yet.

Qi Shunhua put breakfast on the table, and originally wanted to watch Qiqi finish it with his own eyes, but there was a class in the morning, so he didn't stay long.

After staring at the door for a moment, Qi Shunhua shook his head and walked away.

Last night, although the whole person was in a daze, the hot wind in his hair and the coolness on his forehead. He didn't open his eyes, afraid that the girl next to him would leave, so he kept enjoying it silently.

It feels so good.

If no one calls himself and his stomach is not hungry, Qiqi can sleep all day.

But there's always something restless around.

Just like now, Michael didn't know what he saw, meowing excitedly, and the voice seemed to be in Qiqi's ears, and it felt like a word.

Qiqi lay on the top bunk, his fingers moved, his heavy head was finally raised, and before he opened his eyes, he said, "Michael, what are you doing!" ”

"Meow, meow."

The voice was different from usual, and I felt very excited.

Qi Qi opened his bulky eyelids curiously, but what caught his eyes was a chaotic scene.

Michael is lithe, squinting, and has been hunting down something centered on Qiqi's bed.

Blinking his eyes, Qiqi finally saw four human figures circling around his bed.

They are round and chubby, short and short, wearing belly pockets with red backgrounds and gold embroidered texts, and red loose wide-legged trousers, like four Spring Festival Fuwa.

At this time, they are also very festive, laughing and dancing.

The four men took turns toying Michael, touching its head, pulling its tail, and then straining their bodies to dodge its claws and fangs.

Nothing is worth running for Uncle Michael.

In order to cover up his own nature, when the owner uses a cat teasing stick, it will cooperate with the slapstick to act, but there is no wave in his heart. Those ordinary toys are too childish for it.

And now it is very happy to jump up and down, because the four children have an infinitely tempting fishy smell for Michael, so it will lose the cold of the past and return to the most primitive instinct of the cat

"Big brother, Qiqi has woken up." Gong Xian, who only had a handful of hair on his head, said happily.

"You're awake." Four children sat on the edge of the bed in unison. Dangling his legs like lotus roots.