Mu Jin stood at the door in her pajamas, still looking sleepy.

Before he could even react to why Jiu Yunchi was standing at his door, Jiu Yunchi said without any hesitation, "Excuse me."

Then suddenly she shoved the person she was holding into his arms and handed them to him!

Mu Jin caught it instinctively, but the next moment, her face turned dark!

That familiar feeling was impossible for him to shake off when he tried!

The cat was no longer curled up; she wrapped her arms around Mu Jin's neck and leaned in as close as possible, burying her head in his neck and deeply inhaling his scent.

Mu Jin felt uneasy. He looked at Jiu Yunchi with a dark expression. "President Jiu, does your sister have some kind of unusual hobby? If she's sick, she needs treatment. As her older brother, don't you even understand this basic principle?"

Jiu Yunchi's gaze fell on Mu Jin.

The high-quality pajamas were crumpled and somewhat disheveled, and her slightly long, messy hair brazenly proclaimed her unruly nature. Although she was holding a cat, it seemed as if the cat in her arms was as light as nothing.

This is the second time that Jiu Yunchi has encountered this legendary amateur enthusiast head-on. The last time was also because of the cat.

Moreover, Mu Jin's attitude was also very bad last time.

Jiu Yunchi looked into Mu Jin's eyes and said, "Thank you for reminding me. I'm treating her right now, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered you."

Mu Jin's face darkened further. Clearly, he understood Jiu Yunchi's subtext: he was being used as medicine.

Mu Jin finally looked at the culprit.

Her body trembled slightly and continuously, her eyes tightly closed, her face pale, as if she were fighting against something.

It looks very similar to the last time.

What did Ye Ming's father say last time? Was her emotional fluctuation too great? Exceeding her own capacity?

"Does she have a mental illness?" Mu Jin suddenly asked, a smirk playing on her lips.

Regardless of whether his words were somewhat factual or purely sarcastic, Jiu Yunchi said directly, "No, the Jiu family has no history of mental illness."

Jiu Yunchi stood at the door, his upright posture conveying an unyielding attitude. He noticed that Maomao's condition had improved significantly, which further confirmed that Mu Jin truly had a "calming" effect on her. Therefore, no matter how absurd the situation was, he had to keep Maomao in his arms.

After a brief standoff, Mu Jin suddenly smiled.

The corners of her mouth curled up, like a poppy.

“Mr. Jiu, since that’s the case, I’ll help your sister out. However, men aren’t welcome in my house, so could you please close the door for me?” Mu Jin said.

Jiu Yunchi stared at him, his eyes filled with frost, making it difficult to tell whether he was truly enraged.

It's one thing to hand the cat to him, but to force them, a man and a woman, to be alone in a room together, especially when the cat is in such a confused state!

Mu Jin was provoking him.

However, Jiu Yunchi finally backed down. He looked at Mu Jin and slowly closed the door.

The world is quiet.

The light also dimmed.

The curtains in the apartment block out light so well that even at midday, it feels like midnight inside.

Mu Jin frowned slightly, stood at the door for a while, and then turned back to the bedroom. He tried to put the person in his arms on the bed, but the cat was holding him too tightly, so it was impossible.

Mu Jin stopped trying, after all, he had the experience from the previous two times, and he knew how clingy the person in his arms could be.

He sat on the bed, his face grim.

Just then, a black cat walked over lightly, meowing softly. It was quite a large black cat, but its meow sounded like a kitten's, as if it were deliberately being affectionate, "Meow~"

Mu Jin's expression changed, and she raised her foot, kicking the black cat away!

"Meow..."

The black cat paced anxiously in the corner, looking like it wanted to come closer but didn't dare. Jin Shen wasn't like this before; Jin Shen used to be so gentle... *sobs*

Will he bully my master? Should I go save my master...?

The black cat was so worried it was almost having a personality split.

"Get out."

Mu Jin said, her anger rushing towards the black cat.

The black cat shuddered involuntarily. As expected of God Jin, even with incomplete divine status, the black cat dared not act rashly.

But...get out?

This isn't good, the owner is still here.

Just as the black cat was frantically hesitating, a large head poked its head in, nudged its body, and then picked it up and carried it away.

Its claws were still scratching, and it closed the bedroom door.

"Meow??"

Once it was put down, the big head nudged it again, as if to tell it that it was safe.

The black cat leaped lightly onto the sofa, finally able to look down at the big head—a majestic…dog?

But it's a mortal dog, it's a hellcat! How could it be carried out by a dog?!

If this gets out, it will be too ashamed to face the cat!

The black cat bared its teeth at it, threatening it not to come near, then turned and darted to the balcony, intending to jump into the bedroom window from there.

But just as it was all ready to jump, it was taken back.

"Meow!" the black cat cried out sharply, unable to bear the blow.

However, a furious roar came from the bedroom, "Shut it up!"

The dog seemed to have received an order, and quickly shoved the black cat into a small dark room and closed the door.

The black cat was listless and stopped moving. This place... seemed to be a doghouse, but what kept it was not a doghouse, but Jin Shen.

I don't know how the owner is doing either...

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Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

The cat gently nuzzled Mu Jin with its nose, lingering on his neck, seemingly harboring some inappropriate thoughts about that area.

Mu Jin's throat bobbed, and a few veins bulged on his forehead. He said in a low voice, "Try taking another bite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cat, as if given permission, actually bit him!

Mu Jin: "..."

"Are you faking it?" Mu Jin asked.

He suddenly turned around, pinned the cat to the bed, and tore at her clothes; the thin straps of her dress immediately snapped.

"This tooth mark... was it also from the cat?" Suddenly, the cat asked, placing her hand on Mu Jin's neck where there was a very faint mark, which could be vaguely seen as a tooth mark.

Cat suddenly realized, could it be that she really ate Ah Jin last time?

Mu Jin propped herself up and squinted at her.

The cat's eyes were bright and clear, with distinct black and white, as if they held a pool of clear water, reflecting a human figure clearly.

It's like looking in a mirror, no, it's more terrifying than looking in a mirror, it's an abyss.

"Ah Jin." Cat suddenly smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons. "Ah Jin."

Even if Mu Jin had a ton of explosives in her chest, she was extinguished by two calls of "Ah Jin".

But he still snapped, "Jiu Maomao, don't play dumb. We're not that close. Don't call me that."

Cat was still smiling, "Ah Jin, then why are you pressing down on Cat?"