Song Shushu didn't plan to put the object sound used for the experiment in the previous schedule in the previous competition, who hasn't ordered the killer yet?

She has been a little busy with business recently, on the one hand, the creation needs of the next issue, and on the other hand, the theme song creation that Lin Bai had negotiated for her before.

In her opinion, this time Party A has some level, or it may be that the previous studio came into contact with the level of some small fish and shrimp, in the past, this kind of list basically asked to buy out the songs they had created as soundtracks, and few were customized according to the plot.

However, it was said that the final film had not been cut out yet, and she was not in a hurry to ask for the finished product, Song Shushu didn't expect that she would have the priority to watch the movie one day, which felt very wonderful.

Probably the creators have a similar common problem, when there is no inspiration, the mind will think of some messy things, and the pen in the hand seems to be directly connected to the brain waves, and they can draw some real inner thoughts by themselves.

With a cold face, Song Shushu crumpled the sketch that he had unconsciously drawn in the shape of a cat, and threw it into the trash, holding his head and trying to dissect himself.

I don't know how long I was silent, but the hairy head that had been buried in my arm moved, and my delicate fingers fumbled to pick up the crumpled drawing from the trash can next to the table.

One person and one paper looked at each other for a long time.

Ji Sui watched her walk out of the study door as the door was closed, and there was a faint sound of shredders.

Seeing her out of the study door, Ji Sui subconsciously took two steps to the door, and the person who came up to touch him as soon as he went out of the door was surprisingly determined this time, he had already turned around her feet twice, and he didn't even mean to touch him.

Age: ???

He shook again in front of her, as if he did not believe in evil.

Don't you pet the kittens that come to your door?

When did this person's concentration become so good?

Kitten doubts,

The kitten was puzzled,

Cat-style grievances.

Song Shushu felt that he had used unprecedented self-control in his life to take his eyes off the cat head that looked so easy to touch, since he had the picture that should not exist in his mind before, plus the things that he had unconsciously drawn in the study.

In any case, she can't play happily with Song Dameng calmly.

At least not for a short time.

"I'm going to give you hot cat food."

She comforted herself that Da Meng was just hungry, so she didn't mean to ask for touch.

But the somewhat panicked pace and the slightly red tips of the ears under his feet revealed a hint of clues.

Ji Sui raised his eyebrows, this dodgy look, he had occasionally seen Ji Qinghuan when he was secretly in love with the cat at that time.

Could it be that Song Shushu is in love?

At the thought of this possibility, the wild eyes darkened a little.

But there's no other person of the opposite sex around her, is there?

The outside world often praises Ji Sui, saying that he has an elegant atmosphere, although his methods in the shopping mall are more aggressive, but no matter which circle he is in, he can mix up some famous people, which one is really good-tempered and soft-tempered?

Whether the rumors are true or not, Ke Ji did pretend to be modest, but now, that mask is shattering inch by inch.

When Song Shushu came over with his small rice bowl, what he saw was a gloomy little black cat.

What's wrong with this?

Gone from a lively little black cat to a wilted faded kitten in less than ten minutes?

She couldn't understand something.

But I still know that Su's own kitten is a little clingy.

The hot chicken is still a little hot, and I can't eat it now.

Song Shushu stretched out her fingers and pinched his ears, she liked the feel of his ears very much, warm and elastic, like a piece of jelly that felt unique.

The black ears fluttered twice, and Song Shushu thought that he would not be able to touch it this time, as if this kitten didn't like to be touched by people on his ears or stomach.

But what I didn't expect was that the kitten took the initiative to put her head under her hand hanging in the air, and saw that she didn't move for a long time, and she still raised her head, as if she asked with a puzzled face: Why don't you touch me?

Song Shushu was made up by the picture made up by his own brain, but the strength of his hands was still gentle, this opportunity to take the initiative to give him a hug is not common, what if he doesn't serve well this time, there will be no next time?

She was adamant that she wouldn't let that happen!

Song Shushu petted the cat happily, stayed with him for a long time, and really made him comfortable with a lot of techniques, her kitten is well-behaved but arrogant, and it will not make a purring sound when it is touched comfortably, and it is obediently endured when it is uncomfortable, except for the occasional miss when one person and one cat are not adapted to each other at the beginning, and now it is a mature "technician".

Her body temperature is low among ordinary humans, which may have something to do with her physique, but for cats with high body temperature and a thick layer of hair, her slightly cool body temperature is even more obvious.

Ji Sui felt extremely comfortable, so comfortable that she wanted more, so that she was contaminated with his scent.

It's an instinct from beasts to tag their mates to warn outsiders.

What if someone actually got in touch with her in a place he hadn't noticed. He was still a little confident in himself when he was young, sincere, Jin Shi was open, he stayed here, I believe Song Shushu would still have a good impression of himself.

All kinds of thoughts went through his mind over and over again, and the whole cat looked more and more well-behaved, and he couldn't wait for Song Shushu to hold him in his arms and kiss him countless times.

Song Shushu cherished this few time of intimacy, and obediently stroked the little black cat from beginning to end, and when her hand was about to touch his tail, she didn't show her previous resistance, but the frequency of ear shaking was a little faster.

She didn't know where Song Dameng's sudden attitude of being able to tolerate such an intimate move came from and how long it would last, for her, what happened to this kitten was all new and attracted her whole heart all the time.

The beautiful time was interrupted by the sound of the microwave oven, and Song Shushu let go of the sticky kitten in his arms.

Stretching out a finger to push away the kitten's head a little bit according to inertia, it is very like a scumbag who gets out of bed and turns his face.

"My meal is ready, yours is cold, it's time to eat."

When he was old, he grinded his teeth.

His eyes stared at the white palm that was gradually moving away from him, and he wanted to bite something.

He wasn't hungry at all, he didn't want to eat, he just wanted to hold the slender and somewhat heartless man in his arms.

Song Shushu took the chopsticks and put them in his mouth, and his straight eyes were inexplicably hairy.

She stretched out her hand.

silently pressed the little black head.

Even being stared at by a cat to eat feels weird.

She pressed.

Ji Sui raised it.

Press.

Lift.

After doing this twice, she tentatively held the chopsticks that were about to cool down, and at this moment she looked at the inexplicably pitiful green vegetables, and asked very puzzled: "Do you want to eat this green vegetable?" ”

When the vegetables are fried, only a little oyster sauce and soy sauce are put in it, so if you give it to him, it will be fine?

Song Shushu looked at the green leaf that attracted his eyes out of nowhere, and his mind turned, trying to make himself able to understand his brain circuit.

At the age of the year:

Who's going to eat that tasteless green leaf.

The amber-like eyes are full of some malice, and the aggressive gaze lingers between the slightly pressed pink and the delicate lower lip that is unconsciously bitten.

As if a vigilant little animal would always have an accurate judgment of the dangerous environment, Song Shushu slowly withdrew his arm that had been raised for a long time.

By the way, he put the little green leaf that looked a little pitiful into the shallow dish in front of Ji Sui.

She had previously read in a post that using black utensils for cats, especially drinking utensils, would increase the cat's interest in drinking water.

Although Song Dameng is a very well-behaved kitten, including but not limited to: eating on time, never scratching the sofa, being very affectionate, and not jumping at night

But she followed the tricks she saw and bought all the things she could, so the green little greens fell into a shallow dish with a light starry gray on the edge and "stars in the sky" on the inside.

But the inexplicable kitten just glanced at it and looked away.

That poor little green vegetable was just moved from one place that no one cared about, to another place that no one cared about.

Song Shushu couldn't say why he felt that his kitten's eyes looking at him were full of oppression for a moment.

As if being targeted by some large, ferocious wild animal, the neurons react one step ahead of the brain, and an electric current rushes down the spine to the brain.

She poked the teriyaki chicken wings that had been poked and almost couldn't see their original appearance, and she didn't dare to look up at him, so she had to say sullenly: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and eat." ”

Ji Sui's gaze swept over her face and body inch by inch, as if confirming the right to belong.

As a human being, those dark emotions that should not appear at this moment may be well hidden under the perfect skin. But after putting on this layer of "cat skin" that no one knows, he doesn't bother to hide.

It doesn't matter, even if there is an annoying third person, before they have no protected relationship, he has his own ability to make Song Shushu interested in him again.

Just as he was thinking wildly, on the other side of the table, Song Shushu finished eating dinner in three or two in this somewhat weird atmosphere, and then quickly and perfunctorily cleaned up the tableware and quickly left the table.

I don't know why, this meal is a little hairy.

Song Shushu put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, poured dish soap, and wiped the water droplets on his hands before he felt that the hairs on his arms had a tendency to calm down.

Ji Sui watched her sit quietly on the sofa for a moment after coming out of the kitchen, and then took her temperature with some piety.

After repeatedly confirming that his body temperature was normal instead of sitting in front of the window for half an afternoon and having a fever caused by a cold, Song Shushu was relieved and threw the feeling of being snooped on that had been lingering tonight to the back of his mind.

The living room was quiet again.

After autumn, the night became colder and colder, although Song Shushu had always been greedy for cold, but he didn't want to come into contact with the biting damp and cold air when he came out of the warm quilt early in the morning. So the tulle curtains, which had been chic for most of the summer, finally hung down by the window this time.

The black shadow that fell on the curtain grew larger and stopped as it became the size of a leopard.

Under the moonlight of the full moon, the black fur seemed to be covered with a layer of luxurious tulle, and the shallow halo fluttered with the breath was dazzling enough to tarnish the heavens and the earth.

There was a little more light in the amber eyes, which were already very mysterious, and they flickered brightly and dimmably as they moved.

Ji Sui looked down at the body that was more than twice as large as before, and his expression was inexplicable.

It turns out that this is the anomaly that Ato sent him a message in the middle of the night saying that it may occur recently?

This appearance must not be able to sneak next door as easily as before, not to mention whether it will be seen by people who have not slept yet, and besides, this appearance that is four or five times larger must not be able to pass through the small window crack that was deliberately left for disguise before.

The clear and shallow moonlight reflected in his eyes, as if falling into the surface of a lake with a mysterious mechanism.

The big cat's face was calm, but the tail that kept swinging in the air revealed a bit of uncalm mood.

Ding Xiaojing yawned all the way, and the steps under his feet were a little erratic.

"It's really alive and forced a good monster with a regular schedule into an alternative demon that comes out of the day and night."

"Ahhhh

"Work makes demons lose their hair!"

The wooden bracelet that had been wrapped around his body and had been mistaken for an ornament slowly stretched out a thin branch, staggering up his arm and tugging at his collar.

"Xiaojing Xiaojing, there is someone in front."

A small youkai walking briskly on the wall of a low alley stopped moving, carefully avoiding a few drunks on the side of the road.

After walking away, he taught the little vine demon who had not yet entered the world: "See, those are all drunkards, wine is not a good thing, and those who love to drink are not a good thing." ”

Ato stretched out a leaf and looked behind him, the man who had been noisy before was now lying on the ground, still cursing in his mouth.

"But, he's still memorizing texts even after he's drunk, isn't that a good thing?"

Ding Xiaojing was a little overwhelmed when he heard this.

I don't know where his ears are, so he simply freed up one of his claws and gently pressed the densely wrapped vines around his body to cover his chest.

"They are not good children who go to school obediently like Xiao Sui, you can't remember a word of their words."

He just regrets it now, he knew that it would not be convenient for the prototype, and if he was humanoid, he could call the police to deal with those drunks who were fighting on the street.

Thinking like this, the pace of the four legs quickened a little, and if it weren't for the rule that he was not allowed to use spells for no reason, he wouldn't have to go into this dark alley.

But who made this little vine with the heart of the Bodhisattva soften his heart very much, predicting that something might happen to him today, and he sent a text message to remind him three or two times, and he even decided to take a look.

Ding Xiaojing looked up at the scorching sky and moon, and the resentment on his body seemed to be able to condense into substance.

Sudden update, please laugh.

I have been underestimating the sequelae of the new crown before, thinking that if I don't have a fever, I will survive, but in the past half a month, I first gasped for breath twice, my heart was pounding, and then I had a sore throat and cough that I struggled to eat, and I hadn't slept a whole night. Sorry I haven't updated it recently.,It's really powerless.,Wait for a good time before the fate of the change.,I'm trying to write something every day.,Save it together and send it again.。 At the end of the month, when the salary is paid, I will give everyone a red envelope as an apology for being absent for so many days (woo woo woo, please forgive this poor ghost ball who is on the verge of debt because of various medicines (; `)