Rich Contract: Kiss Goodbye, Paranoid

It was rare for Xia Mochen to sleep so peacefully all night, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

For the next two days, everything was peaceful, much calmer than An Xueying had expected.Her life was indeed a little busier, but the change was not that big. A little milk cat did not put too much pressure on her. Xia Mochen would not take the initiative to provoke the cat, so naturally he and the cat would not have any conflicts.There's just one little problem that hasn't been fixed yet.

"Meow, what name should I give you?" Several days have passed, and An Xueying is still calling this cat "Meow". She is not so lazy that she doesn't even give the cat a name. Instead, after thinking about it for a few days, she found that she really didn't have much talent in naming...

If I had known at that time, it would be better to follow the school girl and let her marry the name. It would not only solve the problem of the cat's name, but also satisfy the school girl's desire to name the cat. It would be great to kill two birds with one stone.But she could feel Mi Mi's kindness at that time - since this cat was raised in Xia's family, it should be regarded as a cat raised by her and Xia Mochen together. Of course, it is more meaningful for the two to name it together.

It's just... Xia Mochen didn't seem to have a good impression of this cat in the first place, so asking him to help name the cat would be even more impossible, right?

But An Xueying has never been a person who is willing to give up easily. As long as she has the idea in her mind that "if it is a name that two people came up with, it must be very meaningful", she must try it. She will never give up until Huang He mentality.

So it was the same time and the same location as before. An Xueying actually didn't intend to wait until this time, but when she turned around, it turned out to be this kind of deja vu situation again.

Before she opened her mouth, Xia Mochen had already guessed what she was going to do next after seeing her appearance.

Xia Mochen sighed, and simply asked, "What's the matter?"

"Huh? I...Is my appearance obvious?"

"..." Xia Mochen rolled his eyes directly.

An Xueying smiled embarrassedly: "Actually... I do have a small matter to discuss with you..."

"...What I can't understand is, do you have to wait until this time to talk about any problems you have? Can't you talk about it at other times?"

An Xueying scratched her head: "Well... I didn't want to stay until this time, but... If I don't study it by this time, I'm going to sleep..."

Xia Mochen sighed helplessly, and stretched out a finger to An Xueying: "The last time, the last time for this matter! No matter what you want to say in the future, you can't choose this time again!"

"Well... Got it..." An Xueying nodded obediently.

"...Tell me, what is it?"

"Actually... I want you to help me give the kitten a name..."

"???" Xia Mochen's expression had already expressed his bewilderment, perplexity, doubts, doubts... very clearly.

"Well...Although this cat may have nothing to do with you, I know you are not interested in it, but...after all, it is the first pet in our family, and I am really not good at picking names, so I thought about it for a few days I didn't think of a suitable one, so... I just want your help..."

Xia Mochen was not in a hurry to lose his temper, so he said to her patiently: "First of all, if I let you raise a cat, it is already an opening on my principles; secondly, you promised yourself that you would not let this cat Come to interfere with my life, but now you use this cat's name to make me waste my brain cells."

"...It's just a name, how many brain cells can be wasted." An Xueying whispered.

"You can't waste a lot of brain cells, so why did you waste several days of brain cells and still can't solve it?"

"Well... that's because... I don't have much experience in naming names."

"Sorry, neither do I, and as I said, I don't want to waste my brain cells on a cat that I'm not really interested in."

"Just take it as a rehearsal for naming the child in the future, why don't you try it first."

The idea of ​​"giving the child a name" seems to have hit Xia Mochen's weakness, but Xia Mochen is a stubborn person, even if he is soft-hearted, he is not so easy to compromise, but the roots of his ears are already obviously red.

"...How can it be the same, you...you actually compare cats with children, what are you thinking..."

However, An Xueying didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, and continued to speak confidently: "Why can't they be compared? They are all the same life, and, for those who love animals, pets are like their own. Like a child."

"...It's really nonsensical. In short, I can't waste my brain cells because of this kind of thing, so don't even think about it."

An Xueying frowned, unable to hide the disappointment on her face.

Xia Mochen hugged his shoulders and urged impatiently: "Are you finished? Can we get down to business?"

An Xueying said with some dissatisfaction: "Is it true that only your affairs are 'serious affairs'?"

"...I don't want to quarrel with you."

"...Fortunately, I still have a glimmer of hope in you."

"You shouldn't have hoped for this kind of thing. Do you have to force me to do something I'm not interested in?"

An Xueying couldn't resist him, so she could only give in: "Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't bother you about cats..."

"so now……"

"But I have another thing to tell you, and this is the business."

"..." Xia Mochen hugged his shoulders and leaned against the back of the dressing table.

At the moment, he is thankful that when the bathroom was remodeled, the designer specially designed the dressing table to be more comfortable and considerate. Afterwards, he felt that it was unnecessary, but now it seems that he is really "preparing for a rainy day".

Since An Xueying entered the door, the time he spent on the dressing table has skyrocketed. If it wasn't for the comfortable design, he would have been "tortured" by her long ago, making his back ache and out of shape... This woman is born with the talent to torture people ...Although she didn't torture him, every time she gave him the feeling that she was being tortured.

An Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Xia Mochen, "I'm going to participate in club activities this Saturday."

Xia Mochen frowned slightly, although he was repelled in his heart, but fortunately he was not in a hurry to refuse: "What type of activity?"

"Well... it should be considered a relatively large club event, with about thirty people participating."

Upon hearing the number of people, Xia Mochen relaxed his guard a little: "Oh, what about the content of the event?"

"Well... I don't know yet. The president deliberately kept it secret and said that it would be announced on the same day. Anyway, it must be an activity that complies with the school's regulations, and there can be no danger."

So far, Xia Mochen didn't have any reason to refuse, but An Xueying actually held back a word.