Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

Arriving at a new home, the cat seemed very frightened. As soon as he entered the door, he wrenched himself out of Song Jiqing's arms and slid under the table, staring at him with round eyes, leaning against the foot of the table, motionless.

Song Jiqing walked slowly to the table and squatted down, and said softly, "Shame, come on, don't be afraid."

She shyly changed to another table to lean on, a little further away from Song Jiqing.

Cheng Mu stood aside and watched for a while, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "The kitten needs two to three days to adapt to a new environment. If you lure it like this, it won't come out immediately."

Song Jiqing stood up, a little at a loss, and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"What should be done now is to prepare the shy food bowl and put it in the corner of the wall," Cheng Mu said, "don't disturb it to adapt to the new environment, it will eat it by itself when it is hungry."

Song Jiqing nodded seriously and said, "Okay."

Standing there, dressed in a neat suit, Cheng Mu suddenly lowered his head, stared at Song Jiqing, and asked, "Cats or dogs, which animal do you like better?"

Song Jiqing hesitated for a while, then said, "Cat, a dog is too big, and sometimes it's a bit aggressive."

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows: "Is it fierce?"

Song Jiqing turned his head and said, "It's fierce."

Cheng Mu lightly said: "That is, not as shy, gentle and lovely as your family."

Song Jiqing gritted his back molars: "Flying vinegar."

"No," Cheng Mu said leisurely, "People who sleep in the guest room don't like to drink vinegar."

She shyly looked at the two of them under the table, her eyeballs rolled back and forth, and her orange hair made it look like a dim light bulb.

Song Jiqing said, "I didn't force you, you chose it yourself."

Cheng Mu said, "Oh, well, I should be able to fall asleep by myself."

Song Jiqing suddenly remembered the white medicine bottle on Cheng Mu's bedside table, and whispered, "Don't take sleeping pills... If you really can't sleep, I can still come and accompany you."

Cheng Mu said: "It's another method, you don't have to worry about it, I said I will give you time to think about it, so you won't change your mind."

Song Jiqing was clumsy, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay..."

Back in the room, Song Jiqing regretted it more and more. Even if he needed to sort out his feelings, he shouldn't use this method.

It's not appropriate to torture Cheng Mu in a disguised form.

She didn't know when she ran upstairs, calling softly behind the curtain, her voice was thin and long.

Song Jiqing stared shyly at it for 10 minutes, then suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, put on slippers, went to the bathroom to fetch a large glass of water, and poured the water on the bed without hesitation.

The bed sheets were suddenly stained with a small piece of water.

Song Jiqing took a shy look, and said silently, "I'm sorry, kitty."

Song Jiqing stood at the door and knocked softly, like a cat scratching, Cheng Mu turned on the wall lamp and asked, "Song Jiqing?"

"Well, it's me." Song Jiqing replied, "Can I come in?"

"Go in."

The wall lamp was not very bright, so Song Jiqing's flushed face was not obvious.

Song Jiqing stood still beside the bed, and said, "Xiaxi peed on my bed..."

"Huh?" Cheng Mu sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Song Jiqing was very guilty, "It's so wet that I can't sleep well."

"so?"

Song Jiqing picked at his fingers, and said slowly, "So... can I sleep with you first tonight? I'll go back to sleep after I wash and dry the sheets tomorrow."

Cheng Mu looked at him silently for a while, and said, "Are you worried about me?"

Song Jiqing suddenly felt ashamed of being seen through, and retorted: "I didn't."

"Okay, go to sleep." Cheng Mu withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the darkness curled up a little.

Song Jiqing's heart was pounding. After such a long delay, the soles of his feet were already icy cold. He got into bed, curled up subconsciously, and lay with his back facing Cheng Mu.

But it always felt strange to the touch, as if something was stuffed in the quilt, Song Jiqing fumbled in the quilt for a while, moving his hands back and forth.

The next second, Cheng Mu grabbed his hand, "What are you doing, Song Jiqing?"

Song Jiqing was a little embarrassed, he withdrew his hand nonchalantly, and said, "I...don't do anything."

Cheng Mu smiled lightly.

Song Jiqing was overwhelmed by the laughter, so he pursed his lips and retreated without saying a word.

But even so, the soft velvet feeling still existed, Song Jiqing popped up many items in his mind at once, but in the end he couldn't resist his curiosity, so he quietly reached out to grab them.

Eh?

Here, grab it!

Song Jiqing tugged vigorously, and felt it firmly.

But why is it so like his scarf?

Song Jiqing paused, and asked, "Cheng Mu, what did you put in the quilt?"

"What?" Cheng Mu was rarely confused.

Song Jiqing said, "It feels fluffy to the touch."

Cheng Mu coughed and remembered.

It's a scarf.

The switch was on the side where Cheng Mu slept. Song Jiqing wanted to turn on the light to see what he was holding, and said, "Cheng Mu, can you turn on the light?"

Cheng Mu: "It's clothes, I forgot to put them away, give them to me."

Song Jiqing was clever and asked, "Scarf, isn't it? Cheng Mu."

Now that the evidence is in his hands, Cheng Mu has no choice but to deny it, "Yes."

Song Jiqing asked, "Can you fall asleep like this?"

In the darkness, Cheng Mu's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "The effect is not good, but I can fall asleep."

Song Jiqing's throat was a little dry, "Oh."

"You can't live without me?" Song Jiqing's face was hot, and it burned up intermittently.

Cheng Mu smiled and said, "What do you think?"

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