His movements were beyond her expectations, and were already beyond her knowledge.

Jiang Cha Cha hesitated.

Is this person in front of you really Cheng Ma?

Or is she dreaming?

Either way, it's true that he bowed his head to her.

So she cautiously reached out her hand and tried to touch the top of his hair, and when he didn't resist, she boldly rubbed it.

It's so soft.

It's like kneading marshmallows.

Cheng Maki suddenly fell silent.

When he was rubbed by her, he was silent. Like he has a switch button on his head, she presses it, and he's well-behaved.

The sun was shining on his black hair, pale golden shredded light running between her fingers, and his hair was slippery and soft.

Rubbing her head, her fingers shuttled through him, as if with a charming magic, and his scalp soon felt a tingling current.

The sun shone on his back, and the smell of laundry detergent in his shirt came out faintly.

It's hot, it's annoying.

Cheng Mao only felt that his face was so hot, he still lowered his head to her, but his annoyed and angry eyes silently deviated to the side.

He felt like the roots of his ears were burning to death.

Ginger Cha Cha only symbolically rubbed it and withdrew his hand.

She didn't dare to touch his precious head too much, if she touched it for a long time, maybe he would say in turn how she could rub his head with such dirty hands.

She lowered her head and continued to play with the cat in her arms, and more and more cats came over, raised their heads, and rubbed their bodies lazily against hers.

She touched this one, touched that one, and saw that one was cuter, so she immediately left the one in her arms to touch this one.

Cheng Mao saw it in his eyes, he twisted his eyebrows slightly and was silent.

I really don't know what kind of cuteness there is about this four-clawed low-intelligence creature with hair all over its body?

The technique of ginger tea and tea cats is very powerful, and soon in this cat café, more and more local cats come to visit.

As a result, ginger tea is happier.

She found a sofa and sat down, with her legs open, and sat like that, the cats and cats were all in line, and this one would step back when it was comfortable and give way to the next one.

Jiang Chacha is not too sour, she has never laughed so much in her life, she lowered her head, bowed her head and kissed the cat's brain, and after smelling like a quilt for a long time, she continued to pet the cat tirelessly.

She smoothed it with her fingers and stroked the back of its neck.

There's nothing to worry about, and you don't have to do anything dangerous when you're a bodyguard, Jiang Chacha feels quite relaxed to sit here in the afternoon and pet the cat.

The cat owner in her arms was well served by her.

She looked at the cats around her and saw that they were all staring at her with glowing eyes.

Ginger Cha Cha: ?!

Could it be that her reputation as a terrific masseuse has spread all over the cat world?!

But in addition to the cat's gaze under his feet, Jiang Chacha suddenly found that there was another gaze present that was particularly strong.

She looked over.

Cheng Ma, who was found sitting on a chair drinking coffee, was looking at her, watching her movements when she stroked the cat, a pair of eyes did not take her eyes off, as if she had seen a cat, her black pupils were dilated, lying there, wagging her tail, ready to move, as if she would pounce on her in the next second.

It seems to be very expectant and envious.

When she found out, he stiffened his grip on the coffee cup, so he wrung his eyebrows in disgust and turned back with a dark face.

He took a sip of his coffee cup in both hands and expressionlessly.

But no amount of concealment could hide the roots of his red ears.

Ginger Chacha was stunned.

Is he very envious of the cat in her arms?

(End of chapter)