818 The president next door and his cat

"I wanted Lu Mo to take it back first, who knows that no one will be allowed to approach it." Su Jingyue leaned over to touch Wen Qibai's head, and pinched his ears back and forth, having a great time playing Almost.

Wen Qibai took Su Jingyue's hand off his head, and then stared at Su Jingyue displeasedly with his green pupils.

Su Jingyue's face was bloodied by Wen Qibai's cute appearance, and he put one hand on the back of Wen Qibai's neck and lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

Wen Qibai was already immune to Su Jingyue's kissing and touching to a certain extent. Anyway, he was a cat now, so he was shy because he was afraid that Su Jingyue would retaliate against him after he knew the truth.

"Are you afraid today?" Su Jingyue put Wen Qibai on his lap, pinched his ears for a while, pulled his beard for a while, and stroked his head for a while.

Wen Qibai was so annoyed by him that he slapped his hand as soon as he slapped him.

Su Jingyue held Wen Qibai's paw, lowered his head and kissed the soft pad, stretched out his finger and poked Wen Qibai's head with a smile in his eyes, "Master won't even touch you, is there anyone who is a pet?" Self-aware, huh?"

Su Jingyue joked like this quite a few times, and Wen Qibai just ignored it every time, not even a bird.

The car turned a corner, and Teddy disappeared from sight.

The weather is getting colder day by day.

Su Jingyue did not know where to buy a small scarf for Wen Qibai to wear, but Wen Qibai refused to the childish cow pattern.

"How do you know it doesn't look good if you don't try it on?" Su Jingyue wanted to put it on for Wen Qibai with reason.

The black cat's fur is neither thick nor long, and it can't block the cold wind or the scorching sun. Su Jingyue is afraid that he will be cold if he goes out mischievously.

Especially when the sky outside is drowsy and the cold wind howls.

But Wen Qibai didn't wear it for life and death, and Su Jingyue had no choice.

Wen Qibai said that he would not go out, so he lay his body on the carpet, with a cow scarf on his body, and used the scarf as a blanket.

Du Fu and Li Bai squatted on the radiator of their own house when it was cold, and Wen Qibai hadn't seen them for several days.

Warring States and Orchids are slapping the window outside.

Wen Qibai turned over, completely ignoring these two, two bastards, they didn't think it was cold outside, and asked him to go out to play, no.

If Wen Qibai didn't go out, Zhan Guo and Lan Hua would come in.

As soon as Lanhua came in, she went crazy, ran from one end to the other, jumped up and down, climbed up and down, and even overturned Wen Qibai's biscuits on the living room table.

Wen Qibai tidied up the orchid with one paw, and then the three cats lay side by side on the carpet, covered with a cow blanket, and closed their eyes to rest.

Wen Qibai had the final say, Lao Tzu should be liberated immediately.

The dark sky began to slowly snowflakes.

When Su Jingyue returned home, there was already a thick layer of snowflakes on the ground.

Wen Qibai, Zhan Guo and Lan Hua were playing a game about who could jump the farthest in the snow.

Wen Qibai abused the orchid completely, and Wen Qibai abused Wen Qibai after the Warring States period.

The snow was flattened by three of them.

"Xiao Hei." Su Jingyue squatted at the entrance and waved to Wen Qibai.

Wen Qibai glanced at Su Jingyue lazily, and decisively gave up on the two bastards of Zhan Guo and Lan Hua. He was hungry and wanted to eat.

Su Jingyue picked up Wen Qibai who was rushing towards him, and touched his wet paws, "Whether it's cold or not, they're all soaked."

Wen Qibai wiped his paws with Su Jingyue's clothes, and then touched Su Jingyue's warm cheeks with his cold paws maliciously.

Su Jingyue didn't hide, and put Wen Qibai's paw on his cheek with one hand to help warm him up. He looked at Wen Qibai with distressed and funny eyes, "It's so cold."

The temperature that belongs to humans came through the palm, and Wen Qibai suddenly felt a little melancholy. If he disappeared, Su Jingyue would definitely be sad.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Jingyue felt Wen Qibai's mood swings, bent his eyes and looked over with a smile.

Wen Qibai retracted his paws with some guilt, jumped off Su Jingyue's body, and ran into the room in a hurry.

The paws with snow water stepped on a series of small footprints on the floor.

Su Jingyue frowned, and looked sideways at Wen Qibai, what was he guilty of.

Su Jingyue knows this little guy's character better than anyone else, let alone causing trouble, even if it causes a big disaster, don't let this little guy show the slightest bit of guilt, let alone a guilty conscience.

A feeling of uneasiness sprouted in his heart, but it grew into a towering tree in an instant. The smile on the corner of Su Jingyue's mouth faded, and the color of his eyes seemed to blend with the night outside, rendering it into a bottomless darkness.

Wen Qibai realized that Su Jingyue hadn't followed, so he turned to look at him, he was starving and didn't cook, what was he in a daze for?

Su Jingyue closed the door, walked towards Wen Qibai step by step on slippers, hugged him into his arms, and then walked to the kitchen.

Wen Qibai shook his ears, adjusted himself to a comfortable sitting position, and was finally placed by the pool by Su Jingyue.

"What do you want to eat?" Su Jingyue asked with a smile.

You can ask me what I want to eat, but don't point a knife at me, from Wen Qibai's inner monologue.

After eating, Su Jingyue carried Wen Qibai into the study and put it on the table, he didn't know what he was writing with a pen.

After Wen Qibai sharpened his paws, he squatted aside to watch curiously. Su Jingyue's handwriting was firm and resolute, and he quickly finished writing a contract of sale.

Wen Qibai: ...

"Where are you going?" Su Jingyue hugged Wen Qibai before Wen Qibai ran away, and looked at him with a smile, "Why, I want to renege on my debt."

Why do you write a contract of sale in the old society? Wake up in the old age, the police uncle will not agree with your boring contract of sale. Our artist company doesn’t play like this anymore. Wen Qibai looked at it with the eyes of a fool. Su Jingyue then put his paws behind his back, fearing that Su Jingyue would play hard, so he forced him to press the paw prints.

"Don't sign it, right?" Su Jingyue won't force it, because this little guy has made it clear that he will not eat hard, and if he insists, he may run away in anger. At that time, he will be the one who feels distressed when he is frozen in the ice and snow.

Pulling open the drawer, Su Jingyue took out the tablet and put it in front of Wen Qibai, and said in a low voice, "Tell me the reason and you don't need to sign."

Tell you why?I'm afraid you'll put me under the pot after I tell it. Wen Qibai's story hasn't been compiled yet, so I can't tell it yet, and I'll make it up when he thinks it up some other day.

"You're planning to lie to me again, aren't you?" Su Jingyue never cared about this, but Wen Qibai tried to lie to him time and time again. He could accept that Wen Qibai had a secret, and he could accept that Wen Qibai didn't tell him, but he couldn't accept that Wen Qibai lied to him. .

She is obviously the closest, why choose to cheat.

Wen Qibai was left speechless by Su Jingyue's question, drooping his ears and rubbing his paws, without saying a word.

"I've raised you for a year, and I've put my heart and soul into it. Isn't it worth telling me the truth?" Su Jingyue's posture is very low. No one has ever made him speak in such a low posture. Wen Qibai is the first one.

Su Jingyue really never lied to him. Wen Qibai thought about it, and he knew a lot of secrets, but he couldn't confess it. No one would believe this kind of thing if he confessed it. I have to go back in the sky, let alone make trouble.

Wen Qibai was stubborn, but he still couldn't be stubborn when it came to Su Jingyue. Su Jingyue treated him heart and soul, but he was full of words, which made him very guilty.

His paws were stained with ink pad, Wen Qibai pressed his paws on the contract of sale, imprinted a small plum blossom seal, and pushed it to Su Jingyue flatteringly.

Su Jingyue only finds it dazzling, a deed of selling his life is just a contract, it can't tie anyone, let alone this cat, his heart has never been on himself.

"Go to bed early." Su Jingyue walked out of the study, Wen Qibai shook his ears, and heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

Su Jingyue left, Wen Qibai lay down on the table, lowered his eyes to look at the contract of sale.

Su Jingyue seemed to be very angry this time, he didn't even go back to the villa, only Zhang Yao would bring three meals a day.

Wen Qibai silently counted the days in his heart, that's fine, it's better to be angry than sad.

Lanhua squatted on the sofa, and when she saw Zhang Yao, she stretched out her paw obscenely, and made a gesture of a lucky cat, which was not very standard and seemed a bit nondescript.

Wen Qibai slept on the carpet, the bedroom door was closed, and he didn't bother to go to sleep.

"Boss Su just lost his temper, so don't be angry." Zhang Yao squatted next to Wen Qibai and comforted him.

Wen Qibai turned around, as if he didn't intend to listen to it, what's the use of your persuasion, is it possible that I will show all my cards and be called a goblin? Wen Qibai has seen too many people in the entertainment circle The matter of stabbing each other, what are girlfriends, boyfriends and girlfriends, husband and wife are nothing, when it comes to interests, it is nothing.

Zhang Yao sighed softly and walked out of the villa.

Su Jingyue casually turned his pen and listened to Zhang Yao's work report, his face was the same as usual, even Zhang Yao could not see anything unusual.

"Okay, you go out." Su Jingyue didn't even bother to finish listening. He rubbed his brows and looked down at the documents on the table.

"Yes."

When Zhang Yao opened the door to go out, Su Jingyue asked suddenly.

"Has Xiao Hei eaten well recently?"

It was true that he ate as much as before, but this time, Zhang Yao did not tell the truth, but lowered his eyes slightly, "The appetite is a bit small, maybe he is sick, Mr. Su, should I contact the pet hospital. "

Zhang Yao is always a little unnatural when he is lying, especially his hands, he always likes to make small movements behind his back, and his eyes are still erratic.

Su Jingyue didn't notice it this time, or in other words, he didn't pay attention to Zhang Yao at all, but just looked down at the document and remained silent.

Zhang Yao simply closed the door and waited for Su Jingyue's answer.

"You go out first." Su Jingyue turned the page of the document and said casually.

Wen Qibai pinched the day, today is the one where he turned into a cat.

That night, he kicked Lai out of the house for not going to the Warring States and Orchids, locked the door tightly, and pulled his special sleeping rug to the middle of the table, making a sacrificial gesture, and then lay down covered with his own milk .

After ten o'clock, Wen Qibai began to fight with his upper and lower eyelids, and fell asleep in a daze.

The weather this day was sunny, and the sun was just right, shining into the room through the window.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, what he saw was not the ceiling of the living room, but a ray of golden sunlight, so beautiful and warm that it was unbelievable.