After flipping it open with its paws, Xiaobai's eyes were filled with shock. Its gaze darted back and forth between Chi Musheng and the notebook, its mouth agape for a long time.

"Meow, what a bunch of idiots!" The head of the household, the third young lady, and Teacher Yuling.

You never knew Sheng Sheng was so capable. Even the Boss would pay Sheng Sheng to do "that kind of thing." Sheng Sheng must be really amazing to be able to get the Boss to pay him.

Could she also spend money to book Sheng Sheng?

With a spirit of exploration, Xiaobai continued to flip through the pages, but after seeing the last bunch of rules for simps, Xiaobai's excited eyes immediately dimmed.

The first rule of the "simp" rule: never have any further dealings with clients who have terminated their employment.

Wait, why is it called a "licking dog"? What does "licking dog" mean? Does it mean someone licks people like a puppy?

Xiao Bai gave Chi Musheng a strange look. "Sheng Sheng, you don't like licking demons, do you? You're even more perverted than me."

After reading the remaining rules, Xiaobai fell into deep thought. Could she use these rules to get Shengsheng to adopt her, so that she could stay by Shengsheng's side forever?

With her own little scheme in mind, Xiaobai grinned and crawled into bed, pulling open Chi Musheng's collar to let her experience firsthand the warm and fragrant embrace of the smelly Shengsheng.

In his sleep, Chi Musheng felt something furry rubbing against his chest, and occasionally a soft, tender touch would brush against him.

Frustrated, Chi Musheng swept Xiaobai into his arms and held him tightly, making him unable to move.

"Meow" (Stinky Sheng Sheng, are you going to smother your owner?)

Xiao Bai struggled to peek out of Chi Musheng's arms, angrily sticking out her tongue and aiming it at Chi Musheng's Adam's apple. For her, sleeping was nothing compared to licking the smelly Sheng Sheng; she wanted Sheng Sheng to be covered in her own scent.

Dogs mark their territory by urinating, while cats mark it with saliva and affectionate rubbing.

In the office, Tu Shan Rongrong rubbed her hair in frustration, completely unable to concentrate on reading the ledgers and event reports in front of her.

"Why can't I get that line from Chi Musheng to my head? Ugh! It's so annoying!"

Tu Shan Rongrong, like a runaway little girl, banged her head on the table with her hair disheveled.

"Bang bang"

After banging her head a few times, Tu Shan Rongrong helplessly lay on the ledger with her ears drooping and her eyes listlessly looking around. She just didn't want to work.

Work makes the fox irritable and unhappy. Even a demon needs rest.

Yes, she needed a break. Tu Shan Rongrong jumped off the chair to see what Chi Musheng was doing.

Tu Shan Rongrong stopped in front of the door. She seemed to not know where Chi Musheng lived, but she couldn't very well ask him for information.

Otherwise, the news would probably spread like wildfire among these gossipy foxes the next day.

There are probably rumors that she's pregnant and that she's trying to get back together with Chi Musheng.

"Click"

The door to the room opened, and Tu Shan Honghong walked out of the door with light in her eyes. After seeing the mess inside the room and Tu Shan Rongrong's appearance, she hesitated for two seconds and said...

"Little sister, are you having some troubles?"

Rongrong is usually neat and tidy, and her office is always organized, unlike Ya'er who is always in a mess. She must have something on her mind.

"Mm," Tu Shan Rongrong nodded.

I wonder if having someone constantly on my mind counts as a source of worry.

"Then take a rest and walk with your sister," Tu Shan Hong Hong said, tidying up Tu Shan Rong Rong's disheveled hair.

It just so happens that she hasn't been able to go for a walk with Rongrong in a long time. She is busy patrolling and protecting Tushan every day, while Rongrong has to run the business of the entire Tushan. It seems that only Ya'er is free and leisurely.

“Okay, sister,” Tu Shan Rongrong smiled and grabbed Tu Shan Honghong’s hand.

The two walked on the Tushan city wall. Tushan Honghong looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers in the distance, a faint smile flashing across her lips.

I felt a sense of contentment, thinking that spending my days strolling around with my sister and my evenings drinking and listening to music would be quite comfortable if life could continue like this.

I don't know why my butt hurts a little when I wake up.

"Sister, you seem to be in a much better mood lately," Tu Shan Rongrong said with a smile as she lay on the city wall.

She hadn't seen her sister smile since that incident, but she was surprised that her sister actually smiled today. Although it wasn't obvious, it was still a good start.

“Yes, little sister, what’s troubling you lately? I’ve never seen you like this before,” Tu Shan Hong Hong said, turning to look at the listless Tu Shan Rong Rong.

"Hmm~"

"Rongrong doesn't know why she feels so irritable and has no motivation to work," Tu Shan Rongrong said, not daring to tell the truth.

If my sister finds out about Chi Musheng, she'll probably beat me to death.

Whenever Tu Shan Rongrong thought of Chi Musheng, she seemed to hear the words, "I won't waste any more time, I won't disturb the Third Miss."

Her little fists clenched involuntarily. Did he think that making breakfast for her was a waste of time? And he even had the audacity to say it was to avoid disturbing her.

I really want my sister to beat up that idiot Chi Musheng. Is she doing this on purpose to annoy her, or is she really...?

"well!"

"It seems Rongrong has grown up too." Tu Shan Honghong didn't press further, but gently stroked Tu Shan Rongrong's head.

Everyone has worries, and it is precisely because of these unspeakable worries that we grow.

"Sister, can't you still forget that little Taoist priest?" Tu Shan Rongrong asked casually.

Since the older sister would hire a man to wash her clothes, she must have let go of her resentment towards the little Taoist priest.

Tu Shan Honghong's memory seemed to return to that night when her palm pierced through the little Taoist's chest, looking at that ugly face, which in an instant transformed into Chi Musheng wearing a mask.

The overwhelming memories caused the air around Tu Shan Hong Hong to drop several degrees in an instant. After a long silence, Tu Shan Hong Hong still did not answer the question.

To be precise, she didn't dare to answer.

Seeing her sister's reaction, Tu Shan Rongrong sighed. It seemed that her sister still hadn't completely let go, but she was much better than before. Before, every time her sister was mentioned, she would tell her to shut up.

"Little sister, I have to go on patrol now, I'm leaving first." Tu Shan Hong Hong turned and left. Like Tu Shan Rong Rong, she dared not reveal her true thoughts.

"Sister" Tu Shan Rongrong gazed at Tu Shan Honghong's departing figure, and prepared to return to her work.

There are too many things to do in Tushan. Every day, a thick stack of things piles up, almost as tall as her. If she doesn't deal with them soon, she'll probably have to work overtime all night tonight.

Inside the bamboo house, Chi Musheng slowly woke up, pinched the back of Xiaobai's neck, and pulled it out of his arms.

"You're all plump and fair, you don't look like you're homeless, why are you staying here with me?"

"Meow" (Where is she fat? You stinky Sheng Sheng, explain yourself clearly, or I'll sit on you and kill you tonight)

Little White's questions, though seemingly directed at others with bared teeth and claws, only elicited a series of "meows" from its mouth.

Chi Musheng couldn't understand cat language at all.

"By the way, Xiaobai, are you a male or female cat?" Chi Musheng asked curiously, lifting Xiaobai up to take a look.

Little Whitey screamed and struggled violently, its body bristling as if its fur had been pricked up.

"Meow!" (Pervert Sheng Sheng, how can you just look at a girl's private parts like that?)

"Don't move, let me see," Chi Musheng pressed Xiaobai down on the bed, exposing its belly.

"Meow!" Little White covered her face with her paws, wailing. She had been done this to by that stinky Sheng Sheng, and her innocence was gone.