Chapter 62: Get enough sleep first!

Several guests sat down on the sofa, feeling somewhat nervous and a little excited.

Qin Shu had already turned around and went to the kitchen to pour water for them.

There was a glass cabinet on the edge of the bar next to the kitchen. He opened it and took out a glass.

It seems that no matter whether he is at home or outside, he always has the same expression, a walking ceiling of coldness.

The cabinet opened, and the small dinosaur water cup inside flashed by.

[Qin Xiaoshu, this must be someone! There is no doubt about it! 】

[I imagined that Ms. Qin would live in a big villa with a lot of servants, but I didn’t expect that she actually lives alone (it seems like she is not alone)]

[I'm different, I just want the doll in the corner, it's so cute!!!]

[I didn't expect you to be so cute Qin Xiaoshu [Cat Shocked.jpg]]

[Has the man who has been single for so many years finally gotten married without telling us? (bushi)]

[It's not a person, it's Soy Milk. If I remember correctly, Soy Milk should live here.]

The still steaming hot tea arrived on the table in the living room. Several people took a sip of the hot tea, holding the cup in their hands, and sighed comfortably.

The advantage of having several guests is that it never gets awkward or boring.

Several guests had never met Qin Shu before, and most of them had heard about him from others. Perhaps the furry little dolls in the living room made them feel less nervous, and their chatting skills were as stable as before.

“Boom—”

When everything was harmonious, there was a slight movement from upstairs.

Several people looked towards the staircase.

Qin Shu's fingers moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

It shouldn’t be Song Yunhui.

The other party had sent him a message last night saying that he would go to sleep next door after finishing his overtime work.

He knew that the other party did not want to appear in front of the media and should have left.

——It’s a small orange sunflower.

Several soft noises rang out in succession, and finally a small, soft orange sunflower fell from the stairs and landed on the floor.

A furry figure emerged from the stairs.

The kitten looked at the group of strangers sitting in the living room, its big eyes full of confusion.

It found Qin Shu in the crowd, lowered its head, picked up the little sunflower again, and ran to the other side happily.

Orange was holding a small sunflower in his mouth and stretched out his two front paws towards him. His furry little paws were blooming, and his meaning was very obvious.

Qin Shu held it on his lap.

As expected, Orange put down the sunflower in his mouth and meowed twice.

It seemed to be saying something seriously, but no one present could understand it.

They just think the kitten's meow is so cute.

[Woo woo woo, as expected, Orange is the cutest little cat in the world]

[I'm jealous, I'm envious, why can't I touch the cat?]

[Doesn’t soy milk live here? Where’s the soy milk? Where’s the soy milk? ]

[Someone wants to come to film a variety show, so they left early.]

[It’s like this, I’m a level 10 cat language expert, I heard that this cat wants to come over to my place to play, so I suggest you send the cat over here]

[I was wondering why there were so many cute little things, it turns out they were for cats. If they were for cats, then it would make sense.]

[Why are there such cute little cats in the world? Come and let auntie kiss you]

Kittens are born to be the center of attention, and this is no exception.

Others tried to get close to Orange and tried many methods.

The toy was next to the cat's nest. Qin Shu went to the kitchen to do some work. Several adults squatted beside the sofa with toys in their hands, trying to please the kitten and even touch its head.

Oranges are not afraid of strangers and allow people to touch their heads, but not for too long. When the time is up, they will be replaced by another person. They are more like stars than big stars.

One photographer was filming a few people touching cats here, and the other photographer was very smart and received instructions from the director to go to the kitchen to film Qin Shu.

They originally thought that he was preparing snacks, but when they actually followed him, they realized that he seemed to have already started preparing lunch.

The photographer asked in a daze:

"Is Teacher Qin preparing lunch?"

Qin Shu said yes.

Song Yun replied that he had said he would work overtime, so he would probably stay up until very late. He probably hadn't gotten up yet, and he would be almost awake by the time the meal was ready and delivered to him.

“…”

The room had become bright, and the person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Song Yun looked back with his unfocused eyes, without blinking for a long time.

The body is awake, but the mind is not.

He reached out his hand with some difficulty to touch his phone, trying to lock the screen and check the time.

His vision was blurry, he pressed his fingerprints again and again but couldn't align them, his eyes were almost popping out but he couldn't see clearly what time it was.

Forget it if you can't see it clearly.

I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap.

Thinking of this, Song Yunhui pulled the quilt over his head and buried himself in it, but he felt something strange at the corner of his mouth.

He felt around and felt two hairs.

The temporarily unresponsive brainexe ran briefly.

It seemed like there was a cat sleeping with him yesterday.

It feels warm and furry when I hug it, very comfortable.

“…”

Song Yunhui lifted the quilt and sat up.

I woke up a little too fast and felt a little dizzy.

Rubbing his head and looking down for his slippers, he stood up staggeringly, intending to walk out of the room directly.

Halfway through the walk he felt a little cold, so he went back and put on his pajamas.

His brain was like a ball of mush, completely unable to move. He struggled for a long time to put on his pajamas, and finally got them on.

After getting dressed and leaving the room, he discovered when he touched the door handle that the door was ajar a little.

The kitten must have slipped out from here.

Wearing slippers, Song Yunhui squinted his eyes and almost floated as he walked.

There was movement again on the second floor, and a few people who were playing with cats looked up, somewhat confused.

The movement was a bit like footsteps... but not quite. There was no rhythm, the strength of the movement varied, and there were short pauses in the middle.

It sounded like something falling on the floor.

Is there a second cat?

They think so, and so do netizens.

[Good fellow, it’s only been a few days since we last met, and you’ve already received a +1 from the kitten]

【Good family happiness belongs to this】

[Is the above picture a cat doing parkour? ]

The movement above is not a cat doing parkour.

A figure appeared at the staircase entrance.

She was wearing plush pajamas, her eyes were tired and unfocused, and her hair was messy from sleeping.

Without even looking at the living room, Song Yunhui heard the noise coming from the kitchen. He rubbed his hair and yawned. Before his mind started to think, his mouth already had its own thoughts, and he spoke in a clear and lazy voice:

"Qin Xiaoshu, where is my son?"

His voice was a little hoarse from sleeping for too long.

Qin Shu paused while washing vegetables, and his expression, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally changed.

In the silence, Orange in the living room called out.

Still a clip cat.

Song Yun turned his gaze to the living room.

Although his vision was still blurry, he was not blind, and he could see that there seemed to be other people in the living room.

And quite a few.

He woke up in the middle of a yawn.

Good news, the brain exe responded.

Bad news, the boot speed is defeated by 99% of users nationwide, and the response is delayed.

After blinking twice more slowly, his vision gradually became clear.

He made eye contact with the people filling the living room.

Song Yun replied: "..."

People in the living room: "..."

Netizens: “???”

【Hmm??? Who is this???】

[Good guys! I just call them good guys! ]

[? ? Wait a minute, I can’t figure this out! Let me sort it out! ]

[First glance: Who is this person so good-looking? Come and give me a kiss. Second glance: wocwocwoc]

[I can't say anything else except woc]

[Ahhhhhh! (Very loud) How could it be Song Yunhui? Help! Let me take a closer look!]

[Hahaha, he was stunned! This man was stunned! This man’s eyes lost their luster]

[Hahahahaha xswl, Qin Xiaoshu doesn’t even wash the vegetables]

The situation is a bit complicated right now.

Song Yunhui remained silent, and finally took a step back reflexively, trying to pretend that he had never been there.

But this trick obviously doesn't work.

While the others were hesitating between pretending not to see him and saying hello, the very honest kitten had already run towards him, and then one of the kittens jumped.

Now I can't pretend I didn't see it.

Someone tentatively greeted:

"Hello."

Song Yun bent down and hugged the little cat that flew towards him. His body was still floating and he was pushed back a step.

He twitched his lips and finally said:

"…Hello."

[I can hear the reluctance even through the screen hahahahahahahaha]

[He is so sad, I love him so much]

[How can this man be so handsome and cute! Dancing like crazy on my XP (running in the sunshine) (screaming)]

【woc thanks President Qin! I can see Song Yunhui again one day! 】

Having come this far, it would seem a bit deliberate to turn back, but it would be a bit awkward to continue walking down. In this dilemma, Song Yunhui finally chose to go downstairs holding the orange and pretending that he was going there for a drink of water.

Instead of letting him drink cold water, Qin Shu poured him a glass of hot water.

Holding the little dinosaur cup, he took a sip. Out of the camera's sight, Song Yunhui met Qin Shu's gaze, and then the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This was a silent communication, and he quietly explained the fact that he had burned his brain from staying up late last night.

Qin Shu looked at the dark circles under the other person's eyes and asked him in a low voice:

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

"I don't know. I didn't notice."

Song Yunhui took another sip of hot water and said, "Maybe around five or six o'clock."

After glancing into the other person's eyes, he softened his tone and said, "It should be around four or five."

He changed his tune quickly, but it was not convincing at all.

Qin Shu didn't think four or five o'clock was early.

He exhaled, then said, "Do you want to go back and sleep for a while? I'll call you when dinner is ready."

"No."

Song Yunhui yawned and then said, "We have guests at home. It's not good to stay in the room all the time."

Either you are never there, or you have to go through the motions when you appear.

Qin Shu's lips moved slightly and he lowered his eyes to look at the other party.

Having just been awake for a short while, Song Yunhui now looked like he was still sleepy, with droopy eyes and eyebrows.

He seemed to think there was nothing wrong with what he said, and then he said, "I'll go upstairs and wash my face and rinse my mouth first..."

He stopped in the middle of his words, and his eyes, which had been drooping, gradually widened.

Qin Shu asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Yun looked back at the water in his hand, which he had already taken two sips of, with shock in his eyes and a painful expression.

He didn't brush his teeth before drinking the water.

Song Yunhui quickly went upstairs to brush his teeth.

The others were chatting in the living room, but in fact they were keeping an eye on what was going on in the kitchen.

If you miss the chance to eat melons up close, there may never be a next time.

The same went for the photographers. They didn't dare get too close to take pictures, and from a distance they couldn't hear what the two were saying. They only saw them whispering to each other very naturally. Then Song Yun went back upstairs.

There was nothing special about the action, but the onlookers felt itchy inside and it took them a long time to recover.

Noticing that Qin Shu was preparing lunch, and Chengzi happened to be sticking to Song Yunhui, someone among the guests volunteered to help.

When they passed by the kitchen counter and saw the little dinosaur water cup still on it, several people reacted belatedly.

It turns out that this cup belonged to Song Yunhui.

Quite cute.

It’s the owner of the cute dinosaur water cup’s fault that he went upstairs to wash up and change clothes, and then rubbed the orange in his arms in the room.

Only after he had rubbed and rubbed the kitten enough did he stand up, holding the kitten in his arms.

The memory of last night came back to him. He paused at the desk and then casually clicked on the keyboard.

The computer screen lights up.

As expected, I forgot to turn off my computer yesterday.

He sat down holding the orange and entered the password.

The interface that appears is the email website, which also contains the emails that I sent today at the hell time.

Sent at 5:48.

Rounding it off, it was sent at five o'clock.

The other party has replied to him, indicating that he has received the message and complimenting him for getting up early.

Waking up early doesn’t necessarily mean waking up early, but it does mean going to bed early.

Although it was something he wrote, Song Yunhui actually didn't have much impression of this email.

He opened the email attachment again and found that the content was normal and there was nothing strange. Only then did he feel at ease and turned off the computer.

When he went downstairs again to help in the kitchen, he found that everyone else was sitting in a row in the living room.

He remembered that when he went upstairs he heard someone talking about going to the kitchen to help.

The people sitting on the sofas only felt toothache.

They never expected that the real small fish and shrimp were actually themselves.

They originally tried to lend a hand, but found that their progress instantly slowed down after they got started. Although Qin Shu said nothing, they automatically returned to the living room and fulfilled their duties as salted fish.

Just be a harmless salty fish.

They heard footsteps again at the stairwell and turned around.

The person who just came down the stairs had changed his clothes and was no longer wearing pajamas. He had a pair of dead fish eyes after staying up late. It seemed that he had obviously fought with his hair, but the fight failed, and he still had to fight.

The author has something to say:

Yunzai, but it is a limited edition for staying up late:D