Yan Yichen's figure suddenly stiffened, and his outstretched hand stagnated in mid-air.

He raised his head, staring at her with dark eyes, and a warm current spread in his heart.

Is she caring about him?

He was silent for a few seconds, watching her look at the hairball, his face was glowing with a soft glow, revealing a bright smile, and the corners of Yan Yichen's lips slightly hooked up a graceful arc of a light smile.

"You care about me?"

The clear voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Meng Yi'er was slightly stunned, and at the same time lifted her eyes, and suddenly met the man's dark deep eyes.

In the clear eyes, doubts and surprises were revealed.

The man's slightly smiling eyes fell lightly on her face......

Meng Yi'er's heart fluttered, and she looked away in a panic, and her clear voice was a little chaotic,

"I ...... I'm worried about hairballs. ”

"Worried about furballs?"

"If you're sick with allergies, who will take care of the hairballs, you don't want me to take care of the hairballs for you all the time, right?"

Meng Yi'er said casually, her eyes flickering, always looking down at the docile and lazy hairball, not daring to look up at his dark and dark eyes.

Her panicked look was fully seen by Yan Yichen, Yan Yichen hooked her thin lips slightly and smiled softly.

"How did you bring the furballs home?"

"The hairball has injuries on it, and I don't feel comfortable putting it underneath."

"Hmm"

Yan Yichen nodded and responded.

Meng Yier stood up with the hairball, gently put it on the mat, and then took the cat food and squatted on the ground to feed the hairball.

"Furball, let's eat it......"

Yan Yichen sat on the sofa indifferently, quietly looking at Meng Yi'er's quiet appearance, her dark eyes glowed with a soft glow, and there were ripples in her heart unconsciously.

After a long time, he got up elegantly, walked over slowly, bent over to Meng Yi'er, and whispered:

"You like cats a lot?"

Sensing his proximity and the sudden sound of a cold voice, and even feeling his breath blowing on the back of her neck, Meng Yi'er only felt that her body stiffened suddenly, and her mind was confused.

She slammed to her feet, trying to distance herself from him.

However, because she had been squatting for too long, her legs were numb, and she suddenly got up causing a feeling of dizziness, Meng Yi'er moved slightly, and a wave of paralysis instantly came from her legs, and then her legs were weak, and the whole person leaned behind her.

"Be careful."

Her eyes widened with some panic on her face, but a low, cold voice sounded overhead.

A strong arm crossed her waist in an instant, and she and her whole body were fished back.

Meng Yi'er slammed into Yan Yichen's arms.

A crisp fragrance came to his face, and Yan Yichen's heart throbbed.

"My leg is numb......"

Meng Yi'er was extremely embarrassed, and quickly reacted and reached out to push him away, but the soreness and numbness that came from her legs after her paralysis made her stumble again and slide directly into the man's arms.

The sense of self-protection made her instinctively stretch out her arms and climb the man's strong arms.

At the same time, the hands wrapped around her waist once again exerted force, directly lifting her up and firmly confining her.

Meng Yi'er bit her lip hard and threw herself into Yan Yichen's arms twice, making her a little embarrassed.

"Don't move yet."

The low and unobsessible voice made Meng Yi'er instantly give up the idea of leaving, and the palm around her waist was scorching through the thin fabric.

Her body was close to him, her cheeks nestled in his chest, and her powerful heartbeat could be heard distinctly, like a drum.

Her palpitations were palpitating, and her pale cheeks finally turned a suspicious flush.

She is not used to being close to people like this, especially Yan Yichen, for some reason, every time it makes her messy and difficult to hide.

This feeling made her feel unacceptable.

Yan Yichen felt the body in his arms that could be hugged by almost half of his arms, and his delicate long eyebrows were slightly folded.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant.

It's still that familiar feeling.

He unconsciously looked down to look at the woman in his arms who had obsessed him for six years, but his chin was on the top of her head.