Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

He Shanting, who was scooping porridge, cast a faint gaze, without any anxiety of being caught, but Song Zui felt that his voice was too loud after roaring.

He originally wanted to throw everything into the trash can, but for the sake of the sanitation staff's eyes, Song Zui lowered his voice and continued to urge him.

"Remember to return the things you bought tomorrow."

He Shanting hummed lazily.

After Song Zui dealt with the emergency, he opened the iron door of the flight box. Ordinary kittens were reluctant to go out, but Song Tiantian rushed into the flight box covered with a small blanket.

He buckled the door of the flight box and picked up the handle to go out, but the box on the table didn't move at all, and he found that he couldn't lift it.

The box plus the cat weighed about ten catties, which is not a big deal at ordinary times, probably because he entered too deeply last night, and Song Zui was so weak today that he couldn't lift up his energy.

He wanted to ask He Shanting if he could pick up the box and put it in his arms, but he couldn't speak, he couldn't even lift ten catties.

What's the difference between this and being unable to unscrew the cap of a mineral water bottle?

Song Zui suddenly had a thought, he seemed to have performed outside He Shanting's study and couldn't unscrew the cap of the mineral water bottle, thinking that the burden of being awkward as a teenager was gone.

Just when he was about to speak, He Shanting came over with a bowl to feed him porridge, but he was in a hurry to go out and ate half of the bowl and refused to eat it.

"I'm going to be late soon."

He Shanting looked at the pale boy, asked Assistant Fang to postpone today's meeting, and lifted the flight case on the table.

He was afraid that it would be too tiring for Song Zui to take care of Song Tiantian by himself, but in Song Zui's view, this was an attempt to whitewash the ordering of sex toys.

So the young man naturally gave He Shanting all the things in his hands, and opened the door empty-handed, but when he opened the door, he saw Wu Zhen and the others.

"Come here early to surprise you."

Everyone explained their behavior of squatting outside the door in unison. I don't know if Song Zui was surprised or not, but they felt frightened.

But looking at He Shanting with the flight case in his left hand and the schoolbag in his right hand without any complaints, the group felt that He Shanting was approachable.

Only Song Tiantian was shivering in the air box, not daring to cause dissatisfaction with the big devil, biting the little cloak and wanting to return to Song Zui's embrace.

The cat competition was held in an exhibition hall in the city. The exhibition boards at the entrance were covered with photos of participating cats. Cat owners took their babies to check their bodies at the entrance.

There are many young people in Shanghai, so there are many people who keep cats. The cats that come to the competition are of different breeds, including expensive Ragdoll cats, unintelligent British short-haired cats, and quick-witted civet cats.

No cat likes to be checked over and over by the staff, and all kinds of cats meow endlessly.

"I thought all cats meowed."

Wu Zhen's heart melted when he saw the cats of different breeds. Before he came, he only hoped that Song Tiantian could win a medal. After he came, he wished to give each cat a medal.

"This Maine Coon can purr."

The sports committee pointed to the Maine Coon cat, which looked like a little lion. Although the Maine Coon cat was known as a gentle giant with a gentle temperament, Wu Zhen still didn't dare to get too close.

After a while, it was Song Tiantian's turn to do the inspection. He Shanting put down the air box, and Song Tiantian got out of the box with his head poking around.

After passing the inspection, the staff issued a competition permit, and a group of people led Song Tiantian into the crowded exhibition hall.

He Shanting frowned when he heard the commotion, Song Zui immediately took out the earplugs he brought with him from his bag, but He Shanting only wore one, not the side facing the boy.

This scene just happened to fall into Feng Siwen's eyes, and he felt indescribable in his sensitive mind.

These two people are too tacit understanding.

One wears earplugs with him, and the other only wears a single earplug. It's just an ordinary behavior, but it's more provocative than the love words on the surface.

"The running race is about to begin!"

The sports committee in front was urging him to follow, so he suppressed his thoughts and hurriedly followed.

Different events in the exhibition hall have their own areas. The running competition is divided into five tracks. To prevent interference with the opponent, there are transparent partitions between each track. The kitten who runs to the finish line the fastest will win.

In order to increase the enthusiasm of Maomao to participate in the competition, the organizer also worked hard, and put attractive cat strips at the finish line.

It’s just that the cats couldn’t be so obedient. The No. [-] player licked his fur slowly on the track, the No. [-] player threatened the No. [-] cat through the baffle, and the No. [-] cat simply fell asleep in the middle, which made the staff very worried.

The school committee blew bubble gum and complained: "The organizer will definitely not do it next year."

"I don't do it either."

Wu Zhen looked at the battered staff sympathetically, no wonder there were so few cat-related competitions, even if the cat owner yelled loudly, the little cat would ignore it.

The hardworking Song Tiantian was in stark contrast to his opponents. As soon as the referee blew his whistle, he rushed to the finish line, and the staff in charge of track five were dumbfounded.

"So fast?"

Song Zuixin said that it would be faster to wear a cloak if he didn't like beauty. When Song Tiantian ended up wearing a medal, Song Zuixin rewarded him with half a can of sweet orange herring.

The next competition event is the maze. Which cat can get out of the maze full of small dried fish first? Before the competition started, Yin Zihan and the others held small flags to cheer for Song Tiantian.

Although Song Tiantian kept spinning around in the maze, he walked out of the maze as expected, while other opponents were still paralyzed in the maze, nibbling on small dried fish.

There was a long-haired puppet cat who was full and even snored and fell asleep, and everyone around could hear the sound of thunderous snoring.

The owner of the puppet cat lost his face, and said to the people next to him: "No one will point to that little competition prize. Compared with that one, I would rather have a beautiful trash."

Song Zui happened to hear this when passing by, and the implication was that Song Tiantian was not good-looking. Although the puppet with fluffy hair was recognized as prettier than Dewen, he didn't feel comfortable hearing it.

Because Song Tiantian was really working hard in the competition, and when he couldn't get out of the maze, he was so anxious that the tip of his tail was spinning. He thought Song Tiantian was the most beautiful kitten.

At this moment, He Shanting, who was beside him, took off his earplugs and mocked: "That useless puppet is yours? Its face is as black as a brick, and its tail is bald. If this is a beautiful waste, you need to see an ophthalmologist."

The puppet cat that was sleeping woke up, its round eyes were full of grievances, and it hid its bald tail.

The girl muttered, "Why are you so fussy?"

Song Zui didn't expect that He Shanting would almost make his cat cry because of Song Tiantian's fuss. It was unnecessary, really unnecessary, but the more he talked about it after being a girl, the more he went too far, and the boy's hair exploded.

He calmly broke off the lychee-flavored lollipop in his hand, which was scary.

"I'm used to it, okay?"