Moonlight kissed red roses

Han looked at her suspiciously, Ye Qinghe said: "Hey with this."

She put on the gloves, and picked up the kitten. The kitten curled up, very dazed, and when it looked at Qi Yuanhan, it seemed to be begging her for help.

Qi Yuanhan's heart softened, and he said, "Be careful."

Ye Qinghe said: "Already very careful, later? It will be fine."

She shook the bottle in her hand, meaning to let Qi Yuanhan hold it, Qi Yuanhan took it, Ye Qinghe held the cat in both hands, raised his chin and said: "Go to the sofa."

Qi Yuanhan followed her, looking at the baby bottle in his hand, it was so small, it was only as big as two of her fingers.

Ye Qinghe put the kitten on his lap and let it lie prone, Qi Yuanhan handed over the bottle, Ye Qinghe didn't feed it directly, but pinched the pacifier and dripped two drops of milk on its lips.

After a few seconds, the kitten licked its tongue, and Ye Qinghe began to nurse.Qi Yuanhan used to always think that Ye Qinghe belonged to the impetuous type, who had no patience in doing anything, but seeing her gently take care of the kitten, Qi Yuanhan felt that he was one-sided, and his impression of her was too rigid.

Ye Qinghe put the pacifier into the kitten's mouth, and the kitten began to suck milk by itself, Ye Qinghe whispered: "Later? Let your mother feed you, you have to obediently eat grandma."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Qi Yuanhan and blinked, as if she was saying that Qi Yuanhan was Maomao's mother.

Qi Yuanhan asked suspiciously: "When did I become its mother?"

"Aren't you, ah, Maomao always thinks you are its mother, waiting for you to appear every day, it's so sad when you say that."

Qi Yuanhan smiled, "Ye Qinghe, did you become a cat and become a spirit, so you can understand cat language?"

"Yes." Ye Qinghe nodded in response, "Every twelve o'clock at night, I will suddenly turn into a cat, with cat ears."

"...Really?" Qi Yuanhan narrowed his eyes, looked at her, and looked at Ye Qinghe's light flaxen hair, matched with her white skin and red lips, if it was a cat, every night at twelve o'clock, The moonlight fell on her shoulders, so beautiful... Forget it.Qi Yuanhan looked down at the cat, and touched its ear.

Ye Qinghe narrowed his eyes and continued to tease her: "Then what kind of cat do you think I am with my beauty?"

Qi Yuanhan said: "You breastfeed well."

"Ah? Oh..." Ye Qinghe thought she was talking about something interesting, so he was a little stunned.

The kitten was not full, and was still sticking out its tongue, its little paws were going to hold the bottle, Ye Qinghe fed it again, and said: "Mom is really fierce."

Qi Yuanhan said: "I'm not its mother."

Ye Qinghe groaned, his voice sounded pitiful and coaxing, and said: "Maomao said it was so sad~"

"whispering sound."

It seems that he has really become a spirit, and he can hear what the cat is saying.

Ye Qinghe asked, "Do you want to take a look?"

It's too small and fragile, Qi Yuanhan didn't dare to do it, but actually, she really wanted to feed it, so she said: "You can feed it, what do you want me to feed it for?"

Ye Qinghe said: "You are mother."

"..."

Qi Yuanhan lost his temper and asked her: "I am mother, what are you?"

Ye Qinghe said: "Its mommy."

Forget it, it's useless to talk to her about it.Qi Yuanhan couldn't agree with her, so he went to stare at the cat, touched it with his fingers, and said, "Then let me try..."

Ye Qinghe loosened his fingers, Qi Yuanhan held the small feeding bottle, the kitten squinted his eyes, and didn't realize that it was a different person.

Qi Yuanhan squatted halfway beside the sofa, the kitten was very good at eating, and quickly finished the rest, she took the bottle away, the kitten opened its eyes.

Qi Yuanhan said, "Aren't you full?"

"You can't feed it too much, just enough." Ye Qinghe wiped its mouth with a soft tissue.

Qi Yuanhan picked up the feeding bottle, looked at the kitten and squinted its eyes again, it was hard to describe its expression, cute, sleepy, sleepy and greedy, looking forward to having another sip of milk.

"Put it back to sleep." Qi Yuanhan said.

Ye Qinghe stood up, with gentle movements, she put the kitten back into the box, took a soft cushion and put it underneath, letting the kitten sleep on its stomach.

Qi Yuanhan took the small feeding bottle to clean it, and when he unscrewed the pacifier, he paused, what was she doing, she looked like she was taking care of a child.

This feels so weird.

It must have been Ye Qinghe's "mother" sound.

Qi Yuanhan cleaned the baby bottle, then gave it to Ye Qinghe, looked down at the kitten, it must have changed to a new litter, it looked silly, couldn't tell the direction, and was dizzy.

It looks so cute.

Qi Yuanhan squatted down to look at it together, looked at it for a while, then licked Ye Qinghe with his arm, and said: "Don't stare at it, it will be scared."

Ye Qinghe said: "Aren't you watching too?"

Qi Yuanhan said: "Then I won't watch it."

"Ah."

For another few minutes, neither of them got up, and the kitten fell asleep lying on the nest, whistling, and the fine hair on its cheeks was blown.

Qi Yuanhan tilted his neck and said, "Okay, I'm done watching, I'm going back."

"But what if it can't find its mother at night?" Ye Qinghe tugged on Qi Yuanhan's sleeve, "Stay here."

Qi Yuanhan was puzzled, "Then how did you live before?"

"Hey, living alone in an empty room is very hard." Ye Qinghe hugged the box, with a sad expression on his face, and said: "God is sorry to see you, we orphans and widows..."

Orphans and widows...

"Okay, stop acting..." Qi Yuanhan said helplessly, "I'll go to the pet hospital with you tomorrow, and I'll go back after I'm done."

"Good." Ye Qinghe went upstairs with the box in his arms, saying that he wanted to put it in the bedroom. It was very quiet in the middle of the night, and it was too lonely in the living room. Since Mommy and Mommy were both there, he had to let him enjoy the family life. the warmth.

She is really addicted to acting.

Actually, Qi Yuanhan didn't want to go back either.

In the past, she could treat Zhou Weichuan with her nose pinched, but now she is getting more and more impetuous, and she really has no patience with him, really annoying.

She felt that she was too slow, and she should speed up the progress and get what she wanted earlier.

Very urgent, very anxious.

Especially seeing this kitten and thinking of her dog.

After so many years, she didn't think about the past and didn't touch it, but once she remembered it, the pain was so painful that she could die from the pain.

Qi Yuanhan waited for a while? Ye Qinghe came down from upstairs, she took a set of clothes and said: "Clean clothes, you go take a shower first, I will cook."

Qi Yuanhan hummed, carried his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Ye Qinghe prepared a complete set of clothes, from the inside to the outside, it seemed to have been washed once, and the smell of fragrance remained, she picked it up and sniffed it, it smelled like jasmine.

After taking a bath, Qi Yuanhan changed his clothes and came out, watching Ye Qinghe cooking in the kitchen, it smelled delicious, he should be cooking crucian carp in braised sauce.

She is really like a mature cat, she likes to eat fish.

Ye Qinghe flipped the fish over with a spatula, his long curly hair was bound by a rubber band and hung down his back, exposing his fair and slender neck, very sexy.

The sexiness goes into the closet, into the moonlit window, into the dishwasher next to it, even the gray refrigerator.

Ye Qinghe opened the refrigerator, took out vegetables from inside.

She looked towards the living room with feeling, Qi Yuanhan turned and walked to the second floor.

Ye Qinghe's home is well decorated, but there is nothing interesting about it.There were more books on the shelf than before, and there was a floor dedicated to architecture books. She took a book and flipped through it, and found that there were a lot of notes in it.

Ye Qinghe's handwriting is a bit scribbled, and it looks good individually, but together it looks like ghostly symbols, probably only she can understand it.

Qi Yuanhan watched it for a while, and Ye Qinghe shouted from below, "It's time to eat."

She stuffed the book back in and went downstairs.

Two dishes were placed on the dining table, braised crucian carp in soy sauce, and a plate of tomato and eggs, home-cooked dishes. Qi Yuanhan washed his hands and helped her bring out the rice cooker.

Ye Qinghe asked her: "Can you? Cook?"

Qi Yuanhan shook his head, "No? I'm lazy, I don't know how to cook."

Ye Qinghe smiled, "That's great, we complement each other."

At night, Qi Yuanhan still went to sleep in his old room. The room was tidy, the sheets were neatly spread, the thin silk was spread out, and there was a bottle of medicine on the cabinet, as if waiting for her to come over early in the morning.

A little cozy.

She couldn't tell what it felt like, but she just felt that time would slow down, as slow as water ticking, and she could feel time passing by her fingertips.

She couldn't tell what it was like.

In the end is urgent, or slow.

……

The next day, Qi Yuanhan woke up and met a face when he opened his eyes.

Ye Qinghe was sitting beside her bed. When Qi Yuanhan went to see her, the sunlight outside the window pierced her eyes. She was stunned for a while, then looked at Ye Qinghe's face, and began to think about yesterday, thinking a little uncertainly. : Did she sleep with Ye Qinghe in the same bed yesterday?

"Aren't you awake yet?" Ye Qinghe asked.

"Wake up, why are you here?" Qi Yuanhan frowned.

Ye Qinghe said: "Wait for you."

"You got up so early." Qi Yuanhan snorted, sat up with his hands propped up, lifted the quilt on his body, and was just about to get out of bed when he saw Ye Qinghe's smirk.

Qi Yuanhan looked down and quickly pulled up the quilt.

Every time she wears a nightgown to sleep, the skirt will automatically run to her chest. Qi Yuanhan closed her eyes, covered her face with her palm, waited for a while, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you still looking at it?"

"You showed me yourself." Ye Qinghe smiled.

"Okay, you go out, I'll change clothes." Qi Yuanhan waved his hand, trying to tell her to leave quickly.

Ye Qinghe didn't bother her, got up and left.

Qi Yuanhan lay down for a while, pulled down the clothes under the quilt, and then got off the bed. She went to the bathroom and looked at Ye Qinghe lying on the small table in the aisle.