Cannon fodder dressed as a disabled marshal

It was already night when Shen Qiran returned to the mansion.

Mrs. Shao and Shao Yao were so enthusiastic, they dragged him around the mall for a long time. When Shen Qiran entered the door, his hand was full of bags. Aunt Mei who greeted him at the door took the bag for him and handed him indoor slippers. Bring Shen Qiran a cup of hot tea.

"Thank you, Aunt Mei." Shen Qiran likes Aunt Mei very much. This virtuous and capable woman always reminds him of his mother who died young. He took out a beautifully packaged box from his bag and handed it over with a smile, "This is It's a little gift I bought for you."

Aunt Mei was overwhelmed, she quickly wiped her hands and took it over: "Thank you, Young Madam, for your trouble."

These live-in helpers also have a small circle. She heard from the Shen family's helper that Shen Qiran had a bad personality and liked to ignore the servants, but now she saw that it was all nonsense.Really, could it be that this is a good person being bullied by others? Young Master Shen is obviously a good person, but why are there so many rumors slandering him that are so outrageous.

I'm so angry!

Shen Qiran drank hot tea and glanced upstairs: "Has Shao Xing come back?"

"I'm back, the young master is upstairs in the study." Aunt Mei said, "Do you want me to call him down?"

"No need," Shen Qiran waved his hands quickly, "Don't disturb him, I'll be upstairs in a while."

After drinking the hot tea, his body gradually warmed up. Shen Qiran asked Aunt Mei to put all her things in the cloakroom on the first floor, and went upstairs with a small bag.

Shao Xing's study is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Shen Qiran walked to the door of the study lightly, and there was no sound in it.He didn't dare to disturb Shao Xing's work, and gently hung the small bag on the doorknob of the study.

Today, I have inherited such great favor from Mrs. Shao and Shao Yao. Of course, I have to express to my son that even if Shao Xing turns his head, he will throw his gift into the trash can. It is a basic etiquette.

After delivering the presents, Shen Qiran relaxed and went back to the room happily.Not long after he left, the door of the study suddenly opened silently.

The man in the wheelchair glanced down the empty hallway, then to the small bag hanging from the doorknob.

He watched in silence for a while, then reached out and took off the small gift bag.The bag was very light, and it contained a delicate black box. Shao Xing opened it and found a pair of pale gold cufflinks inside.

The workmanship of the cufflinks is very good, and the material is also very particular. When you turn the angle slightly, you can see the radiance on the surface. It looks very beautiful under the light, bright and bright, and Shao Xing can't help but think of that person's eyes.

Today in the dressing room, when the other party laughed, the amber eyes were so bright, reflecting the soft light in the room, as if they contained starlight.

And when staring at the scars on his body, those eyes were extraordinarily quiet, making it impossible to see what that person was thinking.

The room was quiet for a long time, Shao Xing suddenly raised his hand towards the trash can, and the small cufflinks drew two golden arcs in the air.But at the moment they fell into the trash can, they strangely violated the law of free fall and stopped in the air.

After a few seconds of stalemate, the pair of cufflinks fluttered away from the trash can and returned to Shao Xing's hands.

The man closed his eyes, folded his palms and held the cuff buttons tightly, his brows were creased, as if he was a little upset.

Perhaps, before jumping to conclusions, he should get to know the man a little more.

—in another way.

On the open space at Shao Xing's feet, a small phantom suddenly appeared vaguely.

The thin and slender fingers pinched in the void, and the phantom also changed accordingly. After its shape was fixed, Shao Xing snapped his fingers, the phantom gradually became clear, and finally showed its true appearance——

It is an elegant and beautiful black cat.

This is something that only SSS-level spiritual power can do. Use your own spiritual power to shape a living creature that can be realized. The other party is equivalent to your own avatar, and you can share visual, auditory, and tactile sensations with it, and you can also be like a puppet. Operate the other party's behavior in the same way.Of course, if the control is released for a short time, this avatar can also move freely, but the way of acting will generally follow the owner's preferences and instincts.

The window of the study room was pushed open by an invisible force. The black cat lifted its small head, gently shook its soft tail at Shao Xing, then dexterously flipped out of the window, and quickly disappeared into the night.

***

After Shen Qiran went back to the room to take a shower and change clothes, she sat down at the desk with a serious face.

He carefully spread out a stack of bills on the table. These are the consumption receipts paid by Mrs. Shao and the others today. Shen Qiran managed to collect them one by one. Most of the money here was spent on him.

——In the future, he will return it to the Shao family.

After praying devoutly, Shen Qiran called out the calculator in the smartphone, and nervously picked up the first receipt.

……

ten minutes later.

Shen Qiran looked at the calculated total, counted the digits again without giving up, and his pupils trembled violently.

How could he spend so much alone?so much!Could it be that he is the reincarnation of Pixiu?

To ask is to despair, to ask is to regret, to ask is that he should not have gone to the San Tiran Center Mall to return the goods.

Very good, don't talk about saving money for travel, he might not be able to pay it back if he stays at Shao's house and works all his life, can it be better!

Shen Qiran banged his head on the table in pain, and then collapsed into a ball of pancakes on the table, his face full of lovelessness.

At this time, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him.

Shen Qiran raised his head, and by the moonlight outside the window, he saw a little black cat lying outside the glass window.

It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful and lovely cat. Its black fur was soft and smooth, its golden eyes were round and round, its small ears were shaking slightly, and its fluffy tail was swept away. It looked very easy to masturbate.

It's just... why did he see the meaning of "Are you an idiot" from a cat's face?

No, no, no, it must be an illusion, how could such a cute cat show such a disgusted expression, it must be begging me to take it in quickly!

Shen Qiran regained his vitality in a second, and happily ran to open the window. The black cat gave a cold "meow", dexterously dodged Shen Qiran's outstretched hand, and jumped into the room with a light jump.

There is no nameplate on the other party's neck, and judging by the state of its fur, it does not look like a wild cat. It should be a domestic cat that has been carefully cared for, but the other party's wariness is stronger than that of a wild cat. Shen Qiran tried to hug it several times, but was caught by the black cat. Flexibly dodged.

"Are you hungry?" Shen Qiran took out a pack of unfinished snacks from the drawer, trying to lure the other party, "Do you want to come and eat some delicious snacks?"

The black cat turned its head arrogantly and ignored him.It walked around the room, and finally jumped on the desk, and found a pile of receipts spread out there, looking at the date and location...all of which were spent at the San Tiran Center today.

"This one can't be moved!" Shen Qiran hastily swept the pile of bills into the drawer, seeing that the kitten was still poking its head out to read, she warned seriously.

"That's a terrible thing!" Thinking of that astonishing number, Shen Qiran's face became bitter again, and he murmured brokenly like Xianglin's wife, "It's a life-killing curse, a life-threatening talisman, and a broken wing in the previous life. water..."

Cat: "?"

Isn't it just some consumption records?Quirky.

The black cat walked around the house a few more times, and when it found nothing strange, it prepared to leave.It jumped onto the window sill, opened the window with its small paws, and leaned out with half of its body.

"Huh? Are you leaving?"

Shen Qiran ran to the window and saw that the kitten had already jumped onto the railing of the balcony, apparently about to leave.

Shen Qiran was very regretful that he failed to attract the cat, and even failed to touch it, but he still did not forget to remind him patiently.

"You can play anywhere, but don't go to that room." Shen Qiran pointed to the study room with the lights on.When Shao Mowang is busy, he must hate being disturbed, and he is not the kind of person who is soft-hearted towards cute cats!

The black cat that had already turned around turned back again. It looked at the window of the study, and then at Shen Qiran, tilting its head, as if expressing doubts.

"The owner of that room is a very vicious demon king." Shen Qiran frowned, threatening half-truthfully, "If he sees you, he will eat you up in one bite!"

Cat: "..."

Shao Xing: Oh.