Chapter 167: Which is more important, career or lover?

When I returned to the apartment, it was already late. The night lights were on. Shanghai was at its most prosperous, and the lights in the high-rise buildings were on all night long.

When Song Qingxing came out of the elevator, she looked at the doorbell, hesitated for a moment, and did not press the doorbell. Instead, she raised her hand and unlocked the room with her fingerprint.

The wooden door was pushed open, and the light in the entrance hall was on, as if it was left on specially for him.

Song Qingxing walked in quietly, wanting to give someone a surprise. She heard a cat's meow, not loud, but echoing in the room.

It's almost winter now, and the heater is on in the room, so you won't feel cold even if you bare your arms.

Song Qingxing took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the entrance. Someone would take care of it and the clothes would be sent for washing.

After taking off her leather shoes and changing into indoor slippers, Song Qingxing continued to walk inside. She saw Xie Jingcheng lying on the sofa with his long legs bent.

A white cat was pressing on her lower abdomen, and the faint cat meow came from the cat's mouth. The cat's claws were hooked on Xie Jingcheng's sweater.

The finest wool sweater was torn into a mess.

Song Qingxing didn't expect that the other party fell asleep while waiting for her. She guessed that Baibai wanted to eat, but his behavior was still very restrained. Unlike other cats, he didn't sit on his owner's face with his big butt sticking out.

"Don't bother her."

Song Qingxing walked to the cat, reached out and grabbed the cat by the scruff of the neck, and carried the cat out of the living room.

After carrying Baibai to the automatic feeder, Song Qingxing discovered that there was no food left in the feeder. It seemed that the person Xie Jingcheng had found was not paying attention.

But it is also possible that the cat was just greedy and ate too much, and wanted more after eating. Song Qingxing touched the white cat's belly, and there was soft cat hair between her fingers.

After making sure that the kitten had a bloated belly, I gave it a piece of cat food to satisfy its craving.

After finishing the work with the kitten, Song Qingxing discovered that her high-end shirt was covered with cat hair, but she was not annoyed, she just shook her head helplessly.

Walking back slowly, Song Qingxing was about to give Xie Jingcheng another surprise when she found that the person on the sofa had woken up, and was woken up by the alarm clock.

Xie Jingcheng stretched out his slender hand on the coffee table, turned off the alarm clock, sat up, fiddled with his hair twice, and prepared to go out.

She said that if Song Qingxing didn't come back too late, she would definitely go catch someone. However, before she could take a few steps, she found a person standing by the door frame leading to the house where the kitten was resting.

The other person's long hair tilted down, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Xie Jingcheng, you're awake."

As soon as I came back, I only cared about the cat. It was really too much to leave such a big sponsor on the sofa and ignore him.

"Why are you back?"

"You didn't even tell me you were back."

There was a hint of resentment in Xie Jingcheng's tone, and if you didn't know her very well, you might not be able to hear the change.

"That's because Baibai was lying on your stomach. I saw she was really greedy, so I took her to her room and fed her some snacks."

Song Qingxing sat on the sofa and couldn't help feeling fortunate that she had returned just a few moments before Xie Jingcheng's alarm clock rang.

Otherwise, you will definitely be punished.

"I see."

Xie Jingcheng nodded, sat back on the sofa, and looked down at his abdomen. Sure enough, he found that this fine wool sweater had been torn into a mess.

"Then you really do care about cats."

Song Qingxing:?

At this moment, her brain went through countless brainstorming sessions, and she finally understood one thing: Xie Jingcheng was simply jealous.

Because she had sneaked back, she had taken some precautions against Bai Bai and ignored her, the adult lying on the sofa.

No…No!

Even if you are the sponsor, it is inexplicable to feel jealous for no reason.

Song Qingxing couldn't help but think in her heart, so she reached out and pinched Xie Jingcheng's soft cheeks with her fingers, watching this beautiful face deform.

Song Qingxing felt a little relieved.

"Why would you argue with a cat?"

"Do you know that the queen of the screen has a lot of heart?"

Xie Jingcheng was not angry when he saw the other party teaching him a lesson. He just waited for the little rabbit to make enough trouble, then reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist. With a little force, the two of them instantly switched positions.

Song Qingxing's long black hair spread out on the sofa, her eyelashes trembling slightly. It was obvious that she, who had been lawless just now, was a little scared now.

"Xie Jingcheng, what are you doing...it's very late now..."

Song Qingxing's voice revealed panic.

Especially since I have to shoot a commercial tomorrow, and commercials basically require me to expose my neck and collarbone, so wouldn’t it be directly visible to others?

By then, everyone in the circle will know what someone did tonight.

Song Qingxing felt socially devastated just thinking about it.

"I don't think it's too late, Qingxing. You can hold on for an hour, right?"

Xie Jingcheng leaned down, and the hot breath passed by his ears like a breeze, but it did not bring the coolness of the wind, but rather a seductive softness.

"I…"

One hour!

Song Qingxing couldn't believe it. For a normal man, fifteen minutes would probably be enough.

However, Xie Jingcheng doesn't have that kind of function, so there's no need to worry about things like kidney overdraft.

What she needs to worry about is developing tenosynovitis.

Song Qingxing was thinking about all sorts of things in her mind, but she ignored Xie Jingcheng who was waiting for an answer on the side, so her waist was twisted.

Her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled in pain.

"answer."

Although it was just two simple words, it was not cruel. He was just waiting anxiously for Song Qingxing's response.

"I have a commercial shoot tomorrow, so I'm afraid I can't."

Song Qingxing opened her eyes and looked straight at Xie Jingcheng, with a hint of guilt in her tone. Although she was indeed there to shoot a commercial, the two of them had already endured it for a long time when they were recording a variety show before.

Now that she has returned, she rejects Xie Jingcheng and goes off to work. She really acts like a wife who neglects her family.

Xie Jingcheng felt a little regretful, and her mood also became depressed, but she was not an unkind person. After thinking for a moment, she let go of her hand.

"Well, since you're busy with work, there's nothing I can do about it."

Xie Jingcheng reached out to tidy up the person's clothes that were a little messy. She had already finished her shower, after all, she had experienced so many bumps from the airport to the car.

It is inevitable that there will be a little sweat smell on your body, which is unacceptable for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Unfortunately, her clothes looked a little dirty and were covered with cat hair. Xie Jingcheng wanted to change her clothes, so she got off the sofa and stood up.

Just as she was about to head towards the locker room, her wrist was grabbed. Song Qingxing remembered that Xie Jingcheng had also fallen victim to this trick before.

At that time, I had a minor injury on my hand, so I used other methods.

“Don’t go…”

The voice was gentle, but the pitiful eyes made people's hearts confused.

How could Song Qingxing only care about her career? She had already fallen...