At noon, Song Shiyao ate her favorite snail noodles again.

After she finished eating, Zhou Xianyu had only eaten half of it. After looking at the time, Song Shiyao went to the convenience store to buy a box of mint candy, afraid that she would kill the villain's deskmate as soon as she opened her mouth.

The road crazy Song Shiyao left the school gate and walked around for a long time, holding a mint candy in her mouth. While humming a song, she thought about how to stop Su Chen from turning black. She was attracted by the cat's meow in the woods and saw a cat with snow-white body and round head in the corner.

The kitten was probably hungry. He almost buried his head in the paper box with his head down. He stuck out his tongue and mouthed it. Someone gently stroked his head. It was so comfortable that it curled its tail tip.

This man's hands are clearly linked and white and slender.

This hand looks so good, just like Su Chenyou.

"When I think of such a beautiful hand, I feel relieved." Song Shiyao couldn't help but say what she thought of.

The man paused and raised his head.

It's Su Chen.

Looking at his expression, Song Shiyao realized that she had accidentally said what she was thinking. She covered her mouth and looked at him carefully.

His expressionless face looked a little fierce.

Angry?

The kitten asked for caressing, jumped up and hugged Su Chen's hand and meowed like a coquettish meow. The cat controlled Song Shiyao's heart was melted, and she threw Su Chen behind her mind, leaving only the cute kitten in her heart.

Only then did she notice that the white cat had a strange pupil, with blue left eye and yellow right eye. Song Shiyao was afraid that it would think it was ugly. She squatted beside Su Chen, took over Su Chen's job and started to pet cats, and kissed her.

"So cute! I want to hold it down and kiss it hard until it is powerless to act coquettishly."

It’s fun to pet cats for a while, it’s fun to pet cats for a while.

Not long after he was masturbating, the white cat suddenly raised his head, walked towards Su Chen with his short legs, and even rolled up his tail and wrapped it around Su Chen's fingers, rubbed it with his face, making a soft meow.

Su Chen sat down against the tree, bent one leg, put his arm on his knees and touched the white cat's head. It was very comfortable to touch, squinted his eyes, and rubbed gently in Su Chen's palm.

Su Chen's expression was cold, and there was a hint of tenderness in his usual cold eyes.

Song Shiyao stared at his hand and suddenly said, "Your hands are so beautiful."

She wanted to say this yesterday, but she was hungry yesterday and her mind was full of pickled chicken feet.

Su Chen turned his head and looked at her. Song Shiyao scratched her cheek, feeling a little embarrassed, "What I just said didn't mean to offend you. I really think your hands look good, but you should have been praised by many people like this, and they are annoyed by them haha."

She refers to the phrase "wipe your butt".

He pursed his lips gently, his voice softly: "No."

Song Shiyao stared at Su Chen's beautiful eyes blankly and said 'ah'. Su Chen lowered his head to look at the cat, raised his head again, and his cold eyes fell on her face, his voice was low and he could not hear his emotions.

"No one has praised it."

"No, Sir, no one praises such a beautiful hand? Your classmate has a bad attitude." Song Shiyao stood up and put her hands on her hips, exaggerating tone, "I tell you Su Chen, this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful hand."

Su Chen lowered his eyes and said "yes" in his throat.

"Can I sit next to you? I want to strode the cat." Song Shiyao rubbed her hands and smiled flatteringly.

This little white cat is so cute, so cute that he wants to die.

He nodded.

Song Shiyao stretched out her hand and touched the white cat's head twice. It stretched out its claws and pushed it away, and then threw it into Su Chen's arms.

The hand was stiff in the air.

Reclaiming is not either.

Even if it moves.

"It's mine... the method is wrong?"

She blinked her round eyes, tilted her head, and said in confusion, and the dimples on her lips appeared and disappeared with her speech.

The index finger bent and scratched the cat's chin. It was so comfortable that it even made a small snoring. Su Chen's expression softened, "Be good."

The white cat's ears moved and its tail swayed regularly, "Meow."

Su Chen turned his head slightly, "You try."

As soon as it touched the cat's head, it took five seconds, and a big cat, struggling in Song Shiyao's hands again, looking reluctant. Song Shiyao didn't believe in evil, and gently scratched its chin as Su Chen's appearance. Its face was unwilling to look at Song Shiyao, but just stared at Su Chen with a deep look.

This handsome guy made this pair of cats and handsome guys, and Song Shiyao was the third party who forced her to intervene.

Song Shiyao slowly raised a question mark.

Su Chen never bothered to comfort the white cat.

Beside Su Chen, the cat was so docile that it was unreasonable, but under Song Shiyao, he struggled in various ways and even scratched his claws.

Su Chen's half-fitting eyelids tweaked up, and looked at the red marks on the back of Song Shiyao's hand, and said at a loss, "I took it to the injection."

It is usually very gentle. When Su Chen saw the white cat, he took the initiative to rub his trouser tube and acted coquettishly, and refused to admit his life. Why did he do it today?

His eyebrows were frowned, as cold as usual, locking her hand with cold eyes. Song Shiyao put her hand on her back, and her tone was relaxed, "It doesn't matter after the injection. She was scratched and she didn't bleed. It's a normal thing."

She was obviously injured, but she comforted him.

Su Chen calmed down the emotions in his eyes and pursed his thin lips into a sharp straight line.

"I'm used to it. It's purely because my physique is not very popular with cats." Song Shiyao hugged her legs, put her chin on her knees and looked at him slightly, "Every time I touch a stray cat, they will hide, it's so bad that I obviously like cats."

Su Chen picked up the cat and handed it to Song Shiyao, "Try it again."

The cat grabbed the air in front of Song Shiyao, as if she was a female Rakshasa.

Song Shiyao looked helpless and raised her eyebrows, "Look, I'm right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shiyao covered her mouth and nose with her hands and sneezed three times. Su Chen took out a tissue, and Song Shiyao reached out to get it. Inadvertently, her fingertips swept across his palm.

He withdrew his hand, his fingers trembled slightly, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

"Thank you." She took the tissue in a muffled voice.

Su Chen took out a tissue, wiped his fingers, and his lips moved. Song Shiyao sneezes five times in a row. Seeing Su Chen looking at her, she explained, "The old problem is that rhinitis is caused."

Su Chen stood up and said, "Let's go, big mother monkey."

Song Shiyao shook her head, stared at the kitten without turning her eyes, took the ham sausage on one side and asked him, "You bought it? Can I feed it?"

In front of cute cats, handsome guys are not worth mentioning.

This ham sausage looks quite familiar. It was the one she ate yesterday. It turned out that it was bought for the cat.

"……what ever."

This guy looks like a cat control.

Song Shiyao squatted and fed the cat, Su Chen's gaze fell on her beautiful ankle and quickly moved away.

After feeding a ham sausage, Song Shiyao realized something was wrong. She stood up and protested at her height of 1.58 meters, "I don't call it Big Mother Monkey, my name is Song Shiyao."

Su Chen lowered his eyes, his eyes as if he was looking at her or the cat behind her, without reaction.

Speaking of it...

Song Shiyao stood on tiptoe and said with a smile: "1.85 meters, you haven't called my name yet, call me one and take a look."

Su Chen no longer looked at her.

After a long time, "Song Shiyao."

His low and hoarse voice was extremely sexy. Song Shiyao touched her ears and retracted her hands hot.
Chapter completed!