I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

Wen Yu only enjoyed a moment of tenderness in Song Qiulin's arms before being placed on the cold table, while the humans who were supposed to reach out to caress her put on their glasses and began to work on the horribly thick pile of exercise books on the desk.

Wen Yu found that she was writing homework very fast. From her point of view, her speed of brushing papers was already in the top 5.00% of the first class, but Song Qiulin was much scarier than this, as if she could directly calculate the answer in her head .

Most of the time she was working on those test books, as if that was the only thing that could waste some time for her terrifying brain. There was no name of the publishing house on the cover of the test book, and the title was super-classical and super-flying to the sky, which seemed to be invited The questions are customized by the teacher.

Wen Yu didn't pay attention during the day, only to realize that Song Qiulin is actually short-sighted, and would wear glasses when writing and reading.

She has a straight nose, long eyelashes, and her cold white skin matches the silver metal glasses frame. Because of the movement of writing, her back is straight and her neck is slender. Wen Yu blinked and looked under the collarbone. The scenery is blocked by the buttons of pajamas.

After watching it for a long time, it still looks like an ascetic beauty.

hiss……

Wen Yu shuddered. Was she a little perverted just now when she stared at people like that?

Is it because her kitten is not cute enough or this soft fur is not good enough for rua, but she wants to focus all her attention on the ink-smelling paper.

But that's fine too.

It is convenient for her to "move freely".

She has grown up so much, she has never heard of Wen Ziyang's relationship with anyone, no matter male or female, in her eyes, her elder sister is no different from a self-disciplined saint.

Suddenly one day at a classmate's house, I witnessed the "saint" lying on the same bed with the philandering demon vixen, which is definitely not so easy to accept.

When he was young, Wen Liu often worked until midnight and couldn't go home, so before coming to Jiang's house, Wen Yu spent his life with her.

Their understanding of each other is just like Wen Ziyang knows her little thoughts every time she spoils her mind, and she also knows that Wen Ziyang is definitely not someone who just handed herself over as a sacrifice just because of the temptation of some external conditions.

No matter how good Song Zhou was discussed by countless people, in her eyes, he was just a big radish with a stench.

And it's the kind that has a particularly weird temper.

Although it was only a few words of contact, Wen Yu could clearly feel from Song Zhou's unceremonious tone that she herself was not the sunny woman with a soft smile at the banquet.

Her eyes were dark, and sometimes she even spoke with a little sting when she spoke to Song Qiulin.

Wen Yu couldn't forget the case he had a quick glance at in the back seat of Wen Zi's foreign car.

If this weird woman really wants to become a member of their family one day in the future, then she needs to know what's on the case.

The cat's memory is not bad, Wen Yu searched for the memory, and touched the door of Song Zhou's room.

The only thing to be thankful for is that she trusted her family enough not to lock the door.

With her belly upright, Wen Yu tried her best to dance several times before turning the handle.

Stepping your paws into a tactile rug feels like a home breaker.

It paced back and forth, thinking about where a person like Song Zhou would put such secret information.

She lowered her head and burrowed under the bed. Fortunately, she was diligent in cleaning, and the hair on her body that Song Qiulin had just spent half an hour washing was not dirty.

Is it in bed?It's still a cabinet... Wen Yu took two steps back, looked up at the black wooden cabinet as tall as seven or eight cats, and immediately gave up this target option.

Wen Yu: ok, I don't think it's in the closet!

With a kick back, it nimbly jumped onto the bed, stepped on it a few times to vent its anger, and then got into the quilt with its buttocks pouted.

From the beginning to the end, she even picked up a few long wavy hairs that should have come from Wen Ziyang's body, but she couldn't find anything related to the file.

Feeling angry, Wen Yu stood on two paws, walked to the head of the bed like a human being, and lifted the pillow with a slap.

No.

But there seems to be a small card in the cracks.

Whether it's the cat's nature or Wen Yu's curiosity, they will never let this little thing go.

So when Song Qiulin sensed that something was wrong and went to Song Zhou's bedroom, he saw her little fat cat with its tail raised high, its head resting on the head of the bed, and with a ferocious expression, it used its paws to fish for something in the crevice of the bed.

"So soft."

"Meow!"

Suddenly hearing someone calling herself, Wen Yu, who was doing something bad, was covered in hairs all over, and the cat's superior jumping ability almost made her jump to the ceiling.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to enter her room." Song Qiulin stepped forward and picked up the obviously guilty cat with only one hand. "If she is found out, she will bully you again. Do you want that?"

Wen Yu: You fart!I will be bullied?She's the one who's going to be given a meow-meow punch by my little overlord.

"gone."

"Meow meow meow!" No way!

Wen Yu jumped out of her arms, pointed at the seam with his paw, "Meow!"

Song Qiulin glanced at it, squatted down, and lifted the bed board with one hand, Wen Yu quickly reached out to take out the business card.

"Doctor Wen's business card?" Song Qiulin snatched the business card from its claws.

"Meow!" Give me back!

Wen Yu tried his best to stand up and stretch out his claws to fish.

Song Qiulin raised his arm and poked her on the head symbolically, "No, this is not your thing."

She put the business card in a conspicuous place on Song Zhou's bedside table, and then tidied up the room messed up by Wen Yu before exiting the room with the cat in her arms.

Wen Yu was anxiously trying to analyze the current situation.

Wen Ziyang will leave a business card for Song Zhou, indicating that they have known each other not long ago.

So when he didn't know anyone well, Wen Ziyang was definitely taken away by Song Zhou, a vixen.

The worst case scenario is: Wen Ziyang left Song Zhou a business card to mean that she had the idea of ​​further development.

"Meow!"

Kill me with one sword!Why did you let me see with my own eyes that a cabbage of my sister was kicked by a pig!

Sister Pig, who hugged the cabbage, patted her on the head with her hands, "Be good."

Wen Yu: Be good, you have to thank that vixen for not being at home tonight, or I'll turn this whole thing upside down!

tiger cry jg

Song Qiulin's schedule was very regular, so serious that Wen Yu suspected that she had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

During the two-hour homework time, this person sat at the desk extremely self-disciplined. Apart from drinking water and taking books, he kept writing, and his concentration was terrifying.

Wen Yu could only lie happily on her lap and accompany her boredly.

Today, she doesn't need to ask Li Yanran to help her write the test paper again, because she can use her poor health as an excuse to postpone the time for homework.

The point is that when she realized that this body was far away from Song Qiulin, she became flustered and felt uncomfortable doing anything. In the end, she had to put her body into her arms to feel comfortable.

After Song Qiulin took a bath, the strange scent of the day was gone from her body, only the scent that reassured her was left. Wen Yu hugged her without any guilt, shrank her body, and rolled her fluffy tail into it. Did not sweep Song Qiulin's calf.

The cat's fur was very soft to the touch, and it was a little itchy when it brushed against Mao's legs. It was this weird touch that drew Song Qiulin's attention away from the test paper.

"Ruanrou, don't stick the tail so close, it's itchy." She stroked the long tail away with her hand, and picked up the pen again.

Wen Yu smiled badly, pretending not to understand what she said, and when she started to write down the questions on the draft paper, he swept her with his tail wickedly, from calf to knee to thigh, back and forth slowly caress.

Song Qiulin frowned slightly, took a gulp of water from the side, and said in a hoarse voice, "So soft."

The sound sounded like a warning, but Wen Yu wasn't afraid at all.

"Meow?" Wen Yu tilted his head innocently, but there was a mischievous smile in his bright eyes.

I don't know if the kittens are all seductive fairies, why do homework when there are cats?

Song Qiulin felt that he might be bewitched, and now he even looked like Wen Yu when he looked at a cat.

Especially the eyes. Originally, Wen Yu's eyes looked like cats, but now Ruan Ruan's eyes are slightly narrowed, as if he is smiling, just like looking at himself after successfully eating a small snack in class Se's Wen Yu is no different.

Song Qiulin took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

Seeing her move, Wen Yu immediately spread his limbs and jumped up, his hairy head burrowing into the hollow of her neck.

"Meow meow meow ~" is finished!Play with your sister Wen!

"Huh? Bored?" Song Qiulin held it up with a good temper, smoothed his hands on her back, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to watch TV for a while?"

"Meow!" I want to watch the late-night idol theater on the toothbrush stand!

Song Qiulin picked it up, put it belly up on his lap firmly, picked up the mobile phone at the side, and seemed to have checked Weibo for a while, and his expression began to become uneasy.

She thought that after asking for leave twice in a row without notice, Wen Yu would finally be able to go live live tonight, but she saw the leave message pushed by Weibo.

No shortage, no shortage, no shortage of money, Ruanruan: I'm sorry, I have urgent matters these days and can't broadcast live, so I will save a leave note first, and the matter will be resolved to sell the leave!

Looking at the wording, Wen Yu didn't intend to invite him for only a day or two.

She then opened the o web page saved on the computer, and clicked into the live broadcast room of a certain anchor.

Wen Yu had a cold cat face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the familiar face on the screen expressionlessly.

Although the cat's eyes made her see only black, white and gray, but she could also pick out Li Yanran's outline from the pile of monotonous colors.

I know that Zhang Youyuan is her fan, so are you?

Taste needs to be improved!

Song Qiulin brought back his glasses again, and the cold light from the screen was reflected on the lenses, making his eyes blurred after that.

It's just that under the glasses, the face is very tight.

In Li Yanran's live broadcast room, there were many bullet screens asking about Wen Yu.

[Old Li!It's been three days since Ruan Ruan next door has been broadcast, do you know what's going on! 】

[She hasn't come out since both of you asked for leave last time, and today weibo posted a long-term leave note, what's the matter? 】

[Damn it!What is my little head thinking, it can't be you that night...? ? ? 】

[Sister upstairs, don't type the ellipsis, speak out and let me be healthy! 】

[Can you stop ky?Go to your live broadcast room to talk about the matter in your live broadcast room, don't scold here. 】

Li Yanran coughed unnaturally, "She's fine, it's just that she doesn't have time for a few days, she can adjust after a while, you don't have to worry."

【Wow!You do know!Are you together!What is her adjustment time? Are you going to do a two-person live broadcast in the future! 】

[Double live broadcast?Then adjust it, adjust it! 】

[Wait, Ben Qiu Ruan c fan asks me humblely, are you two really...? 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh 】

In front of the screen, Song Qiulin's face turned cold, the chill in her eyes piercing more than ice scum, she swallowed and put the water glass back on the table heavily, shaking Wen Yu's cat body.

provoke!What the hell are you freaking out about?

"It has already been clarified that we are not a couple. Don't guess, she will be angry if she finds out."

【Ah ah ah ah ah!Boss Qiu, have you seen it? You still have a chance! 】

【I'm afraid that Ruan Ruan will be angry, that is to say, you don't really care! 】

Li Yanran: "I..."

She didn't know why, she glanced guiltily at "Wen Yu", who was sitting on the floor chasing a ball of yarn.

"Xiangxiang?" "Wen Yu" obviously noticed that she was looking at him, and raised his face to her, "What is Xiangxiang doing, why don't you play with Ruanruan?"

[My Cao? ? ? ? ? 】

[I'm in a hurry? ? ? ? 】

[If there is no problem with the ears, it must have been a soft voice just now! 】

[Impossible to hear wrong, she even called herself "Ruan Ruan"! 】

【Ahhhhhh, so Ruanruan is so sweet in private!During the live broadcast, I hate Lao Li every day, but after the broadcast, I just have a sweet pet name! 】

[Xiangxiang!Go and play with her! 】

[Xiangxiang!Go and play with her! 】