I'm stealing the male god's cat every day

In such a small space, the distance between the two people seemed extremely close.

Want to say something?

Ruan Ming unconsciously picked the takeaway plastic bag in his hand with his fingers, a pot of porridge in his head was gurgling and boiling.

After finally getting the chance, shouldn't I talk about the cat... Don't let Milk Tea escape from prison all the time, it's still not safe after all.

Ruan Ming took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to raise his head: "You..."

As soon as he uttered a syllable, the clear ringtone of the mobile phone rang from the man's pocket.

Ruan Ming's courage deflated like a balloon. He bit his lip and swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

The man's clear and quiet voice echoed in the elevator.

"Your calculation method is wrong, and of course there will be deviations in the final conclusion."

"You send me a copy of the experimental data and results."

"..."

Ruan Ming didn't listen to a few words, and his thoughts began to drift out.

His neighbor has a nice voice too.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, the man frowned slightly: "Where did you get the data from? Didn't you ask the weather station to get the data before?"

"...Do you dare to take such important data directly from other people's papers?"

Just at this moment, the elevator dinged and stopped on the 9th floor.

The man stepped out, and a book fell out of his bag.

Ruan Ming was slightly taken aback, and he lowered his head to pick up the documents that had fallen on the floor.

A name was signed on the cover of the document bag, and the pen was strong and powerful.

"Xia Fengqiao."

Ruan Ming couldn't help but read along in a low voice.

On the cover, in addition to the name, the unit of work is also written: xx University xx College.

But after a while, when Ruan Ming picked up the things and chased them out, there was no sign of the man in the corridor.

Ruan Ming held the file bag and stood at the door of the house, hesitating for a long time.

Thin white fingers moved back and forth in front of the doorbell.

Do you want to press it?

Or just put it at the door, and he should see it when he goes out.

So... just in case it is urgent to use it now.

A social horror star stood at the door and turned around for two or three times without making a decision. He was struggling, but the door in front of him suddenly opened.

Caught off guard, he raised his eyes and bumped into those pitch-black pupils again.

The person at the door was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look up at him.

The young man had a small oval face, thin and white skin, and his round cat eyes were slightly wide open, looking over him nervously and carefully, like a frightened little animal.

Xia Fengqiao was silent for a few seconds, and involuntarily slowed down his tone: "What's the matter with you?"

Ruan Ming was shocked, and he handed the document in front of Xia Fengqiao, and said in a low voice with some stuttering: "Your things have been lost."

Looking across the document in the young man's hand, Xia Fengqiao's frowning eyebrows relaxed a little.

He reached out to take the file: "Thanks."

He also entered the door only to find that his documents had been dropped outside, and then he was about to go out to look for them.

"No...it's nothing." Ruan Ming couldn't help but began to pick the takeaway plastic bag in his hand again, and he pointed his ears that were already red and smoldering: "Then I'll go back first."

As he spoke, he didn't look at Xia Fengqiao.

Turn around, take out the key, open the door, close the door.

All in one go.

Before Xia Fengqiao could react, the opposite door closed in front of him.

Xia Fengqiao: "..."

Thinking of the young man's flustered blushing, he pursed his lips, inexplicably feeling much better.

Why didn't he realize that the kid across from him was so fun.

The moment he raised his hand to close the door, a plush suddenly came close to his feet.

A pair of pointy cat ears protruded from the door.

In the blink of an eye, the fluffy cat "flowed" out of the door that was about to close.

Cats are indeed liquid.

Xia Fengqiao: "Milk tea!"

The cat didn't even look back.

Xia Fengqiao's heart skipped a beat, for fear that the cat would accidentally get lost.

He opened the door, only to see the kitten squatting at the door opposite him, raising its claws skillfully to scratch the door.

Xia Fengqiao: "..."

There was a faint cat meowing at the door, accompanied by an extremely familiar sound of scratching the door.

Ruan Ming sat on the shoe-changing stool at the door, staring nervously at the direction of the door.

what to do?Is he going to open the door?

No, no, if you open the door, you won't call yourself.

He has secretly licked other people's cats for so long, what if... what if Xia Fengqiao gets angry.

But the matter of milk tea's jailbreak hasn't been said yet, he was too nervous just now and forgot, or just take this opportunity...

Ruan Ming pinched the doorknob.

At the door, Xia Fengqiao stood up holding the cat.

The cat writhed, restless.It hooked Xia Fengqiao's shirt with its paws, and climbed onto the man's shoulder within a few clicks.

Ruan Ming was stunned.

When Xia Fengqiao first moved here, such a scene hit him.

so handsome!so cute!

"Sorry." Xia Fengqiao stretched out his hand to support Milk Tea's buttocks, so that it would not stand still and fall from his shoulders: "The cat accidentally ran out."

"It's okay." Ruan Ming hurriedly waved his hand, and then remembered the business: "Your cat..."

What should I say?Your cat escapes jail every day?

Ruan Ming was suddenly stuck.

Xia Fengqiao: "?"

Ruan Ming's ears started to feel hot again, he held back for a long time, and finally choked out a few words: "Very cute."

"...Thank you." Xia Fengqiao couldn't help pursing his lips.

Ruan Ming felt that the top of his head was about to smoke.

What the hell did he just say?

The cat squatting on Xia Fengqiao's shoulder tilted its head and purred towards Ruan Ming.

Ruan Ming stretched out a finger, pointing weakly at the window in the corridor.

"I heard people say that the windows in the corridor are not safe."

"There may be a risk of being stolen. You still have such a cute cat at home..."

The young man's voice was soft, and he seemed very nervous, but his eyes were very serious.

Xia Fengqiao followed the direction of his finger and looked at the windows of his house in the corridor.

The structure of this house is not good. Xia Fengqiao was anxious to find a place to live at that time, so he had no choice but to choose this place.

Because of the location, the window of the toilet in his house is in the corridor.But the developer is not stupid. There are a lot of anti-theft nets and anti-peeping glass on the windows, and there are louver-style curtains inside, so the safety factor is still very high.

Xia Fengqiao couldn't help laughing.

Is the kid emphasizing this specifically because he is worried that someone will take a fancy to his cat and pry open this window to steal the cat?

After closing the door, Ruan Ming took two deep breaths, the ghost knew how nervous he was just now.

Xia Fengqiao was already shocked by his looks, but in the end he was worried that the other party would find out that he was stealing milk tea.

"Huh..." Ruan Ming let out a long breath of relief.

Although he didn't directly surrender to his neighbors for his sinful act of masturbating cats, he at least reminded him of the window.

I hope Xia Fengqiao can understand his hint and seal the window as soon as possible.

After finally settling a matter on his mind, Ruan Ming finally relaxed. He carried the takeaway and walked to his computer desk, ready to finish his meal and rush to draft.

The comics he draws now are not created by him alone. There are three people in their small team. Tangtang is in charge of the script, he is in charge of the line draft, and Xiao Xiao is in charge of coloring.

It's not that Ruan Ming can't color, it's just that the update frequency of the manga is relatively high, once a week, and every time there are more than ten pages, it is already very tiring just to be in charge of the line draft.

In a few days, it will be time for the manga to be updated. If he doesn't come out with the draft sooner, Xiao Xiao may have to stay up late to color it.

Ruan Ming never likes to bother others, so every time he draws in advance.

But this week has been... too much fishing.

Ruan Ming looked at the pile of cat clips in his computer folder, and sighed somewhat disappointed.

If his neighbor really understands and closes the window, he won't have cats to suck in the future...

Thinking about the box of canned cat food he just bought in his restaurant, Ruan Ming suddenly regretted it again.

If I had known this earlier, I should have had more milk tea today.

By the time Ruan Ming finished the last draft, the clock on the wall had reached one o'clock in the morning.

Finally, after checking all the drafts, Ruan Ming compressed and packaged all the drafts and sent them to the group.

He thought it was so late, and there would be no one online, but he didn't expect that, just as he stood up and stretched, he saw the reminder bar under the computer desktop jump twice.

The news in the group jumped out one after another.

【Natural Pigeon Breeding Group (3)】

Xiao Xiao: You have finally finished drawing!Moved!

Tangtang: Mingming hasn't been online all day today, it's hard work to catch up with the manuscript!

Ran Ming: Why are you still awake?

Xiao Xiao accepted the file.

Xiao Xiao: I fell asleep!Get up early tomorrow morning to color, and try to update it on time the day after tomorrow!

After saying this, Xiao Xiao's profile picture quickly turned gray, but another person in the group was still persistently online.

Tangtang: Don't talk about it, I'm miserable today.The clubs are already busy enough, but recently the college asked us to write a paper for the year, and my instructor can be crazy qaq.

Tangtang: Don’t ask me why I didn’t go to bed, it’s because I’m still writing my thesis.

Ruan Ming was silent for two seconds, and sent a silent expression.

Fortunately, he has graduated now, and now thinking about the experience of rushing for a thesis when he was a student, he still feels horrible.

Tangtang made a mournful expression and asked again.

Tangtang: Mingming, do you have time these two days?Our school is going to hold an anniversary celebration, and we asked the club to publish a postcard for the anniversary, and now the whole club is worrying about the picture. 【Poor.jpg】

Looking at the picture of the crying cat's face on the computer screen, Ruan Ming softened his heart.

Ranming: If you have time, just send me the request when the time comes.

Tangtang: Ahhhh!Mingming, you are so kind!I am saved!

The corner of Ruan Ming's mouth curled up involuntarily. He, Tangtang and Xiao Xiao started to draw comics together two years ago. Although the three of them had no intersection in real life, they have become good friends who can talk to each other.

After a few more simple instructions to tell Tangtang to finish the draft and go to bed early, Ruan Ming also turned off the computer, and collapsed on the bed as if paralyzed.

Ruan Ming fell asleep until the sun was up.

The autumn sun shone on the head of the bed, leaving round spots of light.

The young man lying on the bed frowned. Just as he opened one eye, he was pierced by the dazzling sunlight and closed it again.

what time is it……

Ruan Ming sat up from the bed with his messy hair on his head. He turned his head and squinted at the clock on the wall.

10: 30.

etc. 10:30? !

Ruan Ming's mind, which was still in a daze, instantly woke up, and he didn't care about washing and tidying up. He got out of bed and ran out wearing slippers.

"Hula" opened the door, and there was nothing on the soft floor mat at the door.

Ruan Ming was stunned.

Three seconds later, he heard a clear voice next to his ear: "Looking for something?"

Ruan Ming raised his head in a daze, and saw Xia Fengqiao standing in the corridor, looking towards him.