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

Chapter 66
Song Shushu wiped Ji Sui Shi clean, and added a few pieces of dried fish to his small bowl, only then remembered that he was still covered with rainwater.

Hot water poured down from the shaggy head and hit Sai Xue's skin, which soon became a little powdery, and the water mist gradually spread in the small bathroom, with black hair and snowy skin indistinct.

Today, the cold wind has been blowing for a while, and it took a long time for the hot water to pour on her body before the limbs felt warm. She didn't stay inside for a long time, and went out after taking a hasty shower.

Holding a towel in her hand, she wiped the top of her head indiscriminately. She didn't have the urge to stay up late today to catch up on the manuscript due to the excessive emotional ups and downs, so she went straight to the soft bed.

Squinting his eyes and falling on the bed, a black shadow suddenly jumped up.

Song Shushu felt a little drowsy and was scared away, and looked at Ji Suishi who was standing beside the pillow with a little bit of shock, "Why did you take the initiative to come to bed today?"

Ever since he discovered that an accidental touch would cause changes, Ji Suishi avoided going into the bedroom to touch the sleeping Song Shushu.

But today her mood is really worrying. He once accidentally saw the rows of medicine bottles in the bedside cabinet, and after thinking about it, he felt terrified and frightened.

Song Shushu didn't know the rich drama in his heart, he just sighed, ah!My kitten can now take the initiative to cling to her!
Just like that, Ji Sui Shi watched her on the other side of the bed all night, Song Shushu's sleeping face was calm, and the sadness from inside and outside seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, Ji Sui Shi carefully stretched out his paws to touch her eyebrows lightly.

One click, two clicks, one second, five seconds.

Nothing happens.

Isn't it okay for him to actively touch it?

Look at the lips that have regained their rosiness, or is it only a kiss?

Ji Suishi was not in a hurry to verify this matter, and the matter was not in a hurry, the most urgent thing was to let her sleep well.

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"What the hell is this?"

Song Shishi took the towel handed over by the waiter quite dissatisfied, and wiped her rain-wet hair.

Lu Meng, who had arrived early in the private room, took another towel without a trace, and wiped the rainwater off her shoulders.

"The typhoon came too fast this time, so there was no accident on the road."

Song Shishi threw the wet towel back into the waiter's arms and motioned him to close the door and go out.

The little brother was not annoyed by the loss of the towel, his expression was calm, as if he was used to this kind of situation, he bowed slightly to the two of them, closed the door and walked out.

When he disappeared at the door, Lu Meng took off the mask on his face, pulled Song Shishi to sit on the seat, and handed her a glass of juice.

"How about some orange juice at the bar?"

Song Shishi pushed away the cup, looked contemptuously, and turned to look at the lively hall below.

The sound insulation of the private room is very ingenious. Sitting on the sofa, you can hear the lively DJ downstairs. The semi-suspended design allows you to have a panoramic view of the dance floor.

Lu Meng took back the orange juice carefully so as not to overturn it on the white dress, and explained softly: "I guess you drove here by yourself, so I ordered juice for you on my own initiative."

Song Shishi hummed twice, noncommittal.

Lu Meng looked at her face, picked up the topics of daily chat and slowly started chatting. After gossip about a few small stars, Song Shishi's anger brought about by the rainstorm and being at home barely dissipated. .

Seeing that his mood improved, Zhuangruo asked with concern: "Did your sister come home? You are so angry today."

Song Shishi's complexion changed when she heard the words, and she really didn't want to admit that she was angry just because her parents were talking about her sister at the dinner table and ignored such trivial things as herself. She introduced blind dates."

As soon as I mentioned this, I became a little emotional: "My mother actually mentioned it first! She actually took the initiative to introduce a partner to that person!"

Song Shishi has always been reluctant to mention Song Shushu outside, only willing to use "that person" to refer to him.

"Introduce someone?" Lu Meng showed a puzzled expression at the right time, "Your sister seems to be only a few years older than you, and the family is starting to worry?"

She threw a hook, and Song Shishi also followed her words as expected: "It doesn't matter to me whether she is on a blind date or getting married, but why was it introduced by my mother? My mother is always the first time when something happens." Discuss it with me! And my dad, I ate some shrimp that I didn’t like, but he didn’t even give me a look? He clearly knows that I don’t like shrimp!”

The little princess who grew up with thousands of pets on weekdays began to lose her temper when things went wrong. Lu Meng felt speechless after hearing this.

Looking at Song Shishi who was drinking and drinking by herself with complicated eyes, she didn't know if the girl was stupid or stupid. As far as their family was concerned, with her mother's tricks, even an outsider would know that it was definitely not true. It's a "good thing" as it sounds.

Most likely it was some kind of means to suppress that sister, Lu Meng actually felt a little sympathy for the sister who had never met.

Song Shishi couldn't answer, so he could only find another way, "What does the blind date look like?" After all, it's not a good thing, Lu Meng complained from the bottom of her heart.

"He said he was a teacher who taught mathematics, and he was a relative of my mother who was a little sister. I took a peek at the photo, and he looked pretty good." After several glasses of strong wine, Song Shishi was already a little delirious. .

This state is most suitable for clichés.

Lu Meng picked up the cocktail she had prepared long ago, and quietly put the glass in her hand.Then, watching Song Shishi finish his drink, he picked up the cocktail and took a sip.

"Let's not talk about those unlucky things first." Lu Meng asked her directly after she drank the wine, "Do you still have contact with the owner of the music manuscript I asked you about?"

If she can get the original manuscript, it must have a lot to do with the original, and she must come up with something this time.

"What music draft?"

"It's just a piece of paper with staff drawn on it, remember? The one you gave me." Lu Meng's tone was a little eager.

Song Shishi's expression seemed to be puzzled, and he frowned for a long time, and just when Lu Meng thought that he had nothing to gain today, he finally said, "You mean the piece of paper with ghost symbols on it?"

Ghost character?Waste paper?

Did she even glance at the content on the paper? The original manuscript of the song "Wind Up" that has become popular all over the Internet is from you!
Lu Meng looked at her with a somewhat ambiguous look in her eyes. It seems that the relationship between this original and Song Shishi is not good.

Otherwise, how could you give the manuscript to yourself who you just met not long ago without even looking at the manuscript?And how could they not even know about the plagiarism of this song that caused a lot of noise at that time.

"That's right, it's that kind of paper." The soft voice was a bit bewitching, "Then do you have any "waste paper"?"

　Although it is late, two chapters are here, and it probably won’t be available today. I will discuss with the editor about the node issues, but I am still working hard to save the manuscript. I will strive to make more updates on the day of the release~~~
　　
　
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