I am a cat, it is actually the president who came here

Xiao Zhu liked Song Shushu's unconscious sense of liveliness in front of her. Although she didn't know what happened to her, there was no doubt about Song Shushu's change.

Although Song Shushu would occasionally joke with them before, he could still feel that his whole person was tense, and he would also show a faint sense of tiredness and alienation when he was alone after work.

Now like this, I finally have a sense of youthful vigor.

"Sister, your skin feels a lot better recently."

Sitting in the slightly dim back seat is so white that it glows.

Song Shushu teased the assistant with great interest: "Isn't it true that I wasn't stupid before?"

He leaned lazily on his arms and had a light smile on his face.

The sun shines through the green trees on the roadside, casting little spots of light on her body.

"It looked like a pearl covered with fog before, but now it looks like a polished pearl."

The little assistant thought for a long time, and when Song Shushu thought that this person would not answer her, her voice came from the front row.

But compare her to a pearl.
Song Shushu didn't take these words to heart, he just lowered his head and smiled.

Xiao Zhu saw the smile on Song Shushu's face in the rearview mirror and smiled himself.

The tires ran over the falling autumn leaves and drove smoothly towards home.

Song Shushu's cell phone in his bag suddenly rang. When he walked out of the building, he turned off the mute of his phone. He took the phone and unlocked it. He was a little disappointed when he found that it was an application update notification.

I clicked into WeChat out of boredom, but unexpectedly found a familiar avatar at the top of the list.

[Ji Sui: Is poplar nectar delicious? 】

In addition to this message, a photo was also sent. In the photo, it was the same cake, but one-third of it was eaten.

A somewhat bold guess came to mind.

If you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. After all, Brother Yang said that the person who sent it was someone from the studio.

Mr. Ji, can he be considered a member of their studio?
Investors can also calculate.

After reluctantly convincing himself, Song Shushu picked through the emoticons and specially selected a cute cat emoticon.

[Song Shushu: Did you bring the afternoon tea? 】

I thought Ji Sui would be busy at this time, but I didn't expect that within two seconds after the message was sent, a line of small words appeared on the chat box.

The other party is typing.
She had to admit that at this moment, her heartbeat was racing as fast as the car tires beneath her.

[Ji Sui: Well, I ate it by chance and thought it tasted good. 】

I tasted delicious food outside, and thinking that you like to eat, I gave you some. In order to make you feel more at ease when eating, I even gave food to the entire program team.

The joy seemed to spread from the tip of his heart to his fingertips, and Song Shushu's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

Ji Sui's tone was very calm, without any sense of secretly showing off. It was this that made people particularly excited.

[Ji Sui: That store is not far from the studio. If I have time, I can take you to try other flavors. 】

[Song Shushu: Okay, it’s better to choose a day than to hit it. I just have time tomorrow. How about you? 】

She had never invited someone so directly and warmly, and it was someone she had only met a few times.

I couldn't tell what I was feeling now, I just felt my heart beating very fast, and I was filled with emotions similar to anticipation and joy.

It's like a small fire burning in a cave that has been dry for a long time, just waiting for a gust of wind to burn into a prairie fire.

[Ji Sui: Of course I have time, I will pick you up tomorrow morning. 】

Little sparks spread quickly, blown by the protracted wind.

"Sister? We're here."

It even arrived for a while, but the person in the back seat seemed to be distracted by his mobile phone and didn't notice. After waiting for 5 minutes, Xiao Zhu finally couldn't help but remind him.

Song Shushu came back to his senses, the screen in his hand had already been turned off, and the face still smiling was reflected on the phone screen.

As if he was hiding something, Song Shushu stuffed his cell phone into his pocket with some anger.

The outdoor air is slightly cool, and an osmanthus tree secretly blooms under the unit. There is a light scent of osmanthus lingering around the whole building, which is very pleasant.

After sending away Xiao Zhu, who had gossipy eyes, Song Shushu stood in the clear scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and tried to wake himself up a little.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fingertips that were warm just now became a little cold.

In this colder environment, the high-frequency beating of the heart finally slowed down.

After feeling that he had calmed down, Song Shushu walked upstairs.

The wind blew through the narrow gaps between the buildings, blowing the branches covered with flowers, and carried a sweet-scented osmanthus and landed lightly in her hair.

The building is more than ten stories high. People standing downstairs cannot see the scene above, but people standing in front of the window can clearly see the hesitation of the people downstairs.

What is she thinking?
With doubts, the black cat nimbly negotiated the railing and successfully smuggled back to the safe area from the next door.

When Song Shushu opened the door and came in, everything was as usual, retaining the same appearance as when she went out.

After realizing that she didn't notice anything unusual, Ji Sui wiped the dust on the carpet with some guilty conscience, and transformed into the noble and cool domestic kitten again.

But Song Shushu was in trouble for a while.

Usually it's almost nine o'clock and ten o'clock after returning home. After returning home, I eat two bites and prepare to wash and sleep, and go out early the next day.

Now his habit was suddenly broken. Looking at the wall clock in front of him that pointed to three o'clock, Song Shushu sighed helplessly.

Question: What should I do if I suddenly have a lot of free time and don’t know how to spend it?
When a handful of dead leaves had accumulated in his hand, Song Shushu fiddled with the leaves of the potted plant in boredom.

She has been raising this pot of camellia for four or five years. It was a small and small plant at first, but now it has a look of lush branches and leaves. Unfortunately, now that the flowering season has passed, only the lush branches and leaves are left.

Song Shushu's flower cultivation is not very meticulous. She firmly believes that flower cultivation depends on fate. Flowers that are destined to be cultivated will be dazzling no matter how they are raised; flowers and plants that are not destined to be cultivated will still not be able to withstand any setbacks even if they are looked at and cultivated every day. of.

When she told this theory to Lin Bai and Fu Yunyun, they were silent for a while. One shook his head and sighed, and the other said with a happy face that it was lucky that she didn't have a pet.

But she has pets now, and they are doing well.

Thinking of this, Song Shushu threw the yellow leaves in her hands into the trash can nearby, patted the dust on her hands and stood up, ready to communicate with her kitten.

"Da Meng? Da Meng?" Ji Sui closed his eyes helplessly. Sure enough, no matter how many times he heard this name, it would still give him a heart attack.

No matter how much he resisted the name, in order to avoid the name echoing in this small house, Ji Sui still appeared from behind the curtain.

"Ah, are you hiding here again?"

Song Shushu had checked the information before and knew that some kittens just like small spaces because it would give them a sense of security, so he was already used to the scene of Song Dameng crawling out of every inconspicuous corner.

"Is it dirty behind the curtain? You really like staying in there."

Song Shushu gently held his belly, picked him up, and sat one person and one cat on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Although the weather is getting cooler, it's still far from enough to turn on the heating.However, Song Shushu often walked around the house with bare feet. It was okay for a short time, but after a long time, he could feel a chill coming from the soles of his feet into his lungs.The carpeted area near the couch became her current favorite place to be.

After all, Ji Sui Shi was not a real cat, and he trusted her a lot, so he didn't struggle much when he was laid flat on her lap.

Her obedient appearance made her feel so soft-hearted.

"It's been a long time since I brushed your fur. I just have time today. Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

Ji Sui's body was covered with shiny fur, which felt like warm silk.Song Shushu carefully placed the comb in his hand on his back and gently combed it twice to let him get used to the strength first.

The cat's head, which felt great, rubbed against the back of her hand, covering her with another layer of his scent.

This matter went from being embarrassed and hesitant at the beginning to being done with ease later on, and it only took a certain tsundere in less than a week.

Feeling the closeness of the little thing in her arms, the smile on Song Shushu's face widened.

The feeling of combing is very subtle, like a full-body massage with a large tickle. After the initial discomfort, Ji Sui quickly relaxed.

After all, they are not orthodox cats. Even if they know about many habits, they don’t want to practice them, such as licking their fur.And although a cat's body is soft enough, it is still not possible to have the same flexibility as a human hand.

It can be said that Song Shushu's move is like rain after a long drought to him.

The distance between the two people was shortened, and the presence of Song Shushu in the surrounding air clearly invaded his senses. What was different from the past was that today there was a faint scent of osmanthus.

Song Shushu hummed his new song in a low voice. There were no lyrics, just simple rhymes.

At this moment, both the person lying down and being combed or the person holding a comb to comb their hair feel extremely relaxed.

Her eyes, which were slightly narrowed due to being too comfortable, revealed a contented look, and their eyes fell on a touch of light yellow mixed in her hair.

Unknowingly, he got a little closer. Song Shushu had always been very pampered towards him. As long as he didn't take the initiative to hurt others, he would do whatever he wanted.

Therefore, he didn't feel anything wrong when he raised his head and came closer, until a burst of hot air sprayed on the side of his neck.

The delicate skin turned slightly pink due to the sudden stimulation. Song Shushu subconsciously ducked back, but was able to be pressed back by the raised cat's paw.

Song Shushu looked up in shock at the kitten, which seemed to be possessed by the boss. At that moment, if it weren't for the furry touch on the side of her neck, she really felt like she was being pulled back into her arms by strong arms.

For some reason, the videos of anthropomorphic cats that Fu Yunyun had sent her suddenly came to mind.

The originally well-behaved cat gradually revealed its animal paranoia after noticing the strange and possessive aura of its owner, and transformed into a human, attaching its own scent layer by layer to the strange smell.

At that time, I just felt that the tension between the two actors was very strong, and the whole performance was very emotional, but the force between the necks just now made her feel a little bit more involved.

She shook her head, trying to shake the absurdity out of her head.

Ji Sui's entire attention was focused on the little sweet-scented osmanthus that had "smuggled in". Just when he was about to hook it off with the tip of his claws, the head in his arms moved, and a few strands of hair fell down, covering the sweet-scented osmanthus. The figure covered it up.

The dangling claw subconsciously pressed on her head.

Song Shushu:
"Song Dameng, what are you doing? Don't tell me that you treat my head like a toy?"

She had never seen a video of a cat chewing its owner's hair, and it was so horrifying that it instantly gave her goosebumps.

Years old:
Neither is that.

Taking advantage of the moment when she was not struggling, he didn't care so much anymore. He brushed her hair aside in a few moments and hooked off the messy osmanthus flower.

Feeling that the force restraining him was a little lighter, Song Shushu dared to gently squeeze his legs to free his neck from the "claw".

After the two black claws were removed from her body, the golden osmanthus flowers fell on the black hair, which was unusually conspicuous.

"About the fact that my cat just wants to help me take the osmanthus off its head, but I make up some unhealthy pictures in my mind"

Belated shame swept over her.

Only then did Ji Sui realize that the white jade-like earlobes were already the same color as the Chiyohong in the vase on the table.

"Ahem." For some reason, Song Shushu felt that the atmosphere at this time was a bit subtle. It was obvious that he and the kitten were alone.
It's all Song Dameng's fault. Sometimes this little guy is not as smart as a kitten.

She excused herself in her heart.

"It probably fell on my head accidentally downstairs." Song Shushu took the "culprit" flower from his hand and held it in his hand as if eliminating evidence of crime.

"Thank you Dameng for helping me get it."

Saying that, he put the cat in his arms on the ground, and stood up with the sofa behind him.

After scratching his hair, he turned and ran to the study in annoyance.

Although he didn't know what happened in her mind to suddenly become like this, but there was some intuition telling him.

Everything that just happened was related to him.

This idea was unfounded but extremely strong.

With an audacity that left him a little confused.

In the study, Song Shushu sat in front of the workbench, holding a pen in his hand and writing something unconsciously. He stared at the blank draft paper on the table, trying to numb his nerves with unnecessary work.

Maybe the calming effect of the work was too prominent, or maybe the brain subconsciously hid this somewhat invisible scene. In short, the characters on the paper became more and more systematic, and the originally panicked look gradually gradually Calmed down.

Time always flew by when she was immersed in work. It was still early in the morning when she walked in. By the time she looked up from the manuscripts covering the entire table, the moon had already hung on the treetops.

After shaking his own achievements at this stage, Song Shushu took a deep breath, carefully dried the ink, took a photo and archived it, and then carefully put it away.

Ever since what happened with Qiao Ming, her manuscripts have basically never been taken out of the study room, which can be regarded as a lesson learned.

I took good care of myself over the weekend. I'm really sorry for being absent for two or three days. I'm going to update normally now. Hey, hey, no matter you are at work or in school, you should pay attention to your health. A healthy body is really everything. premise.