Xiao Zhu liked the freshness that Song Shushu unconsciously revealed in front of her, although she didn't know what happened to her, but Song Shushu's changes were undoubted.

Although Song Shushu would occasionally joke with them before, he could still feel that the whole person was tense with a string, and when he was alone after work, he would also reveal a faint tiredness of alienation.

Now that I'm like this, I finally have a sense of youthful vitality.

"Sister, I feel like your skin has been getting a lot better lately."

Sitting in the slightly dim back seat is white to the point of glowing.

Song Shushu teased the little assistant with interest: "Wasn't I in vain before?" ”

Lazy bent arms with a shallow smile on his face.

The sunlight shines through the green trees on the side of the road, and falls on her body.

"It used to be like a foggy pearl, but now it's like a polished pearl."

The little assistant thought for a long time, and when Song Shushu thought that this person would not answer her, her voice came from the front row.

But compare her to a pearl.

Song Shushu didn't take this sentence to heart, just lowered his head and smiled.

Xiao Zhu saw the smile on Song Shushu's face from the rearview mirror, and he smiled too.

The tires ran over the falling autumn leaves and drove smoothly in the direction of home.

Song Shushu's mobile phone in his bag rang suddenly, and when he walked out of the building, he turned off the phone mute, and unlocked the phone, and found that it was an application update push, and he was immediately a little disappointed.

I clicked into WeChat boredly, but unexpectedly found a familiar avatar at the top of the list.

[Ji Sui: Is Yangzhi manna delicious? 】

In addition to this message, a photo was also sent, in which the same cake was eaten, but a third of it was eaten.

A somewhat bold guess came to mind.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not impossible, after all, what Brother Yang said at the time was that the person who sent it said that it was sent by someone from the studio.

Mr. Ji, he is also from their studio, right?

Investors can also be calculated.

After reluctantly convincing himself, Song Shushu picked and chose among the emojis and deliberately selected a cute cat emoji.

[Song Shushu: Did you send the afternoon tea? 】

I thought that at this time, Ji Sui should be busy, but I didn't expect that less than two seconds after the message was sent, a line of small words appeared on the top of the chat box.

The other party is typing.

She had to admit that at this moment, the speed of her heart beat was comparable to the speed of the tires of a car under her.

[Ji Sui: Well, I accidentally ate it and thought it tasted good. 】

When I tasted delicious food outside, I thought you liked to eat, so I sent you some, and even sent food to the entire program team in order to make you eat more at ease.

The happy mood seemed to be transmitted from the tip of his heart to his fingertips, and Song Shushu's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly.

Ji Sui's tone is very flat, and there is no feeling of secretly showing off, which is what makes people feel extraordinarily excited.

[Ji Sui: That shop is not far from the studio, I can take you to taste other flavors when I have time.] 】

[Song Shushu: Okay, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, I just have time tomorrow, what about you? 】

She had never invited someone so bluntly and warmly, and she was still a person who had only met a few times.

I can't tell you how I feel right now, but I feel my heart beating fast, full of emotions similar to anticipation and joy.

It's like a bean-sized flame in a cave that has been dry for a long time, just waiting for a gust of wind to burn into a prairie fire.

[Ji Sui: Of course there is time, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.] 】

The little sparks, blown by the protracted wind, spread rapidly.

"Sister? It's here. ”

It's even been a while, but the people in the back seat seem to be distracted by the phone and don't notice it, and after waiting for five minutes, Xiao Zhu finally couldn't help but remind.

Song Shushu came back to his senses, the screen in his hand had long been extinguished, and the mobile phone screen reflected a still smiling face.

As if to hide something, Song Shushu stuffed his phone into his pocket with some "annoyance".

The outdoor air is a little cool, and I don't know which osmanthus tree secretly blooms downstairs in the unit, and the whole building is surrounded by a shallow fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which smells very good.

Song Shushu stood in the clear and shallow fragrance of osmanthus flowers after sending away Xiao Zhu, who was gossipy, trying to sober himself up a little.

I don't know how long it took, but my fingertips, which were still warm just a little long, became a little cold.

In this colder environment, the high frequency of the heart's beating has finally converged slightly.

After feeling that he had stabilized, Song Shushu raised his feet and went upstairs.

The wind blew through the narrow gaps between the buildings, blowing the branches full of flowers, and carrying a grain of osmanthus flowers fell lightly in her hair.

With more than a dozen floors high, people standing downstairs can't see the scene above, but people standing in front of the window can clearly see the hesitation of people downstairs.

She. What are you thinking?

The black cat made an appointment with great skill and skillfully crossed the railing and successfully smuggled back to the safe area from the next door.

When Song Shushu pushed the door and came in, everything was as usual, and she retained the appearance when she went out.

After discovering that she didn't notice anything abnormal, Ji Sui wiped the dust on the carpet with some weakness and turned into the noble and cold domestic kitten again.

But Song Shushu was in trouble for a while.

Usually after going home, it is almost 9:10 o'clock, and after returning home, I eat two bites of food and prepare to wash and sleep, and the next day I go out early.

Now that the habit was suddenly broken, looking at the wall clock in front of him that only pointed to three o'clock, Song Shushu sighed helplessly.

Ask: What should I do if I suddenly have a lot of free time and don't know how to spend it?

When the dead leaves in the palm of his hand had accumulated to a handful, Song Shushu was a little bored and fiddled with the leaves of the potted plant.

She has been raising this pot of camellia for four or five years, and now it has a little luxuriant appearance, but now the flowering season has passed, and only lush branches and leaves remain.

Song Shushu is not very delicate in raising flowers, she firmly believes that raising flowers depends on fate, and flowers with fate will be dazzling no matter how they are raised; Even if you stare at the flowers and plants every day, you still can't withstand any setbacks.

When she told Lin Bai and Fu Yunyun about this theory, the two were silent for a while, one shook his head and sighed, and the other said happily that she didn't have a pet.

But she has a pet now, and she's doing well.

Thinking of this, Song Shushu threw the yellow leaves in her hand into the trash can on the side, patted the dust on her hands and stood up, ready to exchange feelings with her kitten.

"Da Meng? Big Fierce? ”

Ji Sui closed his eyes helplessly, and sure enough, no matter how many times he heard this title, it would make him have a heart attack.

No matter how much he resisted the name, in order to avoid the name echoing in this small house, Kisui still appeared from behind the curtains.

"Ah, you're hiding here again?"

Song Shushu had checked the information before, and knew that some kittens just liked some small spaces, because it would bring them a sense of security, so he was used to the scene where Song Dameng came out of various inconspicuous corners.

"It's not dirty behind the curtains, you really like to be inside."

Song Shushu gently supported his stomach, picked him up, and sat on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Although the weather is getting cooler, it is far from the level of turning on the heating. However, Song Shushu often walks around the house barefoot, which is fine for a short time, and after a long time, he can feel a cold air from the soles of his feet into his lungs. The carpeted area near the couch has become her favorite place to spend time at the moment.

Ji Sui is not a real cat after all, and he trusts her very much, so he doesn't struggle much when he is spread flat on her lap.

The well-behaved and clever appearance made her soft-hearted mess.

"It's been a long time since I've brushed your hair, and I just have time today, don't worry, I'll be gentle."

When he was old, he was covered in oily hair, and it felt like silk with temperature. Song Shushu carefully put the comb in his hand on his back and gently combed it twice, asking him to get used to this strength first.

The cat's head rubbed against the back of her hand, covering her with another layer of her own scent.

From the embarrassing hesitation at the beginning, to the familiarity of the later work, it only took a certain tsundere less than a week.

Feeling the closeness of the little thing in his arms, the smile on Song Shushu's face expanded more and more.

The feeling of combing is very subtle, like a full body massage with a large tickle, and after the initial discomfort, Ji Sui quickly relaxed.

After all, it's not an orthodox cat, and there are many habits that you don't want to practice even if you know it, such as licking your hair. And although the cat's body is soft enough, it is not possible to have the same flexibility as a human hand for the time being.

It can be said that Song Shushu's move is tantamount to a long drought for him.

The distance between the two people was pulled in, and the presence of Song Shushu in the surrounding air clearly invaded his senses, and what was different from the past was that today was mixed with a shallow fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Song Shushu hummed his new song in a low voice, with no lyrics, just a simple rhyme.

At this moment, whether it is the person lying down and being combed, or the person holding the comb to comb, they feel extremely relaxed.

There was a look of contentment in her eyes, which were slightly narrowed because they were too comfortable, and her eyes fell on a pale yellow that was intertwined in her hair.

Unconsciously got closer, Song Shushu has always been very pampered by him, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to hurt people, the general movements will be tossed with him.

So he didn't feel anything wrong when he leaned over with his head raised, until a hot breath spewed on the side of his neck.

The delicate skin was shallow pink due to this sudden stimulation, Song Shushu subconsciously dodged back, but he might as well be pressed back by the raised cat's paw.

Song Shushu raised her eyes a little shocked to look at the little kitten who seemed to be possessed by the boss, and at that moment, if it weren't for the fluffy touch coming from the side of her neck, she really felt like she was pulled back into her arms by a powerful arm.

For some reason, the cat-like anthropomorphic videos that Fu Yunyun sent her before suddenly came to mind.

The originally well-behaved cat gradually revealed the paranoia of beasts after perceiving the strange and possessive aura of the owner, and turned into an adult, attaching its own scent layer by layer to the unfamiliar smell.

At that time, I only felt that the tension between the two actors was very strong, and the whole performance was very emotional, but the strength of Fang Cai's neck made her feel a little substitutional.

She shook her head, trying to shake this ridiculously out of her head.

Ji Sui's attention was focused on the little osmanthus flower that "smuggled in", and when he was about to hook it off with the tip of his claws, the head in his arms moved, and a few strands of hair fell down, covering the figure of the osmanthus flower.

The dangling claw subconsciously pressed on her head.

Song Shushu:

"Song Dameng, what are you doing? Don't tell me you treat my head like a toy? ”

It's not that she hasn't seen the video of the cat gnawing on the owner's hair, and the horror level makes her goosebumps rise in an instant.

At the age of the year:

Neither is that.

Taking advantage of the fact that she didn't struggle for the time being, he didn't care so much, and brushed her hair three or two times to hook off the messy osmanthus flower.

Feeling that the power that restrained him was lighter, Song Shushu dared to gently pinch his leg to free his neck from the "claws".

After both black claws were removed from her, the golden osmanthus fell unusually conspicuous on the black hair.

"About my cat just wants to help me remove the osmanthus from my head, but I have some unhealthy pictures in my brain"

Late shame swept over her.

When he was old, he realized that the white jade-like earlobes had already matched the color of Chiyo red in the vase on the table.

"Ahem" I don't know why, Song Shushu feels that the atmosphere at this time is a little delicate, obviously it is when he is alone with the kitten.

It's all Song Dameng's fault, this little guy sometimes doesn't look like a little cat spiritually.

She exculpates herself from the bottom of her heart.

"I guess I accidentally landed on my head downstairs." Song Shushu took the "culprit" from his hand and held it in the palm of his hand as if he had eliminated the evidence of the crime.

"Thank you, Dameng, for helping me take it down."

As he spoke, he put the cat in his arms on the ground, and stood up with the sofa behind him.

After grabbing his hair, he turned around and ran to the study in frustration.

Although he didn't know what she had made up in her head and suddenly became like this, there was an intuition in the dark that told him.

Everything that happened just now had to do with him.

This idea is unfounded, but it is extremely strong.

With a brazenness that made him a little confused.

Song Shushu in the study sat in front of the workbench, holding a pen in his hand, writing something unconsciously, staring at the blank scratch paper on the table, trying to numb his nerves with unnecessary work.

Maybe the calming effect of the work is too prominent, or maybe the brain subconsciously hides this somewhat invisible, in short, the characters on the paper are becoming more and more systematic, and the original look of panic gradually calms down.

Time flies by when she is immersed in her work, and it is still early in the morning when she enters, and by the time she looks up from the manuscript that covers the entire tabletop, the moon has already hung on the treetops.

After shaking off his achievements in this stage, Song Shushu let out a long breath of turbidity, carefully dried the ink, and then took photos and archived them before carefully putting them away.

Since experiencing Qiao Ming's incident, her manuscripts will basically not be taken out of this study, and it can be regarded as a matter of eating and growing wise.

I had a good recuperation over the weekend, and I was absent for two or three days, I'm really sorry, I'm starting to update normally now hey, hey, hey, whether the treasures are at work or still in school, they have to pay attention to their bodies, and a healthy body is really the premise of everything.