After beating up the little Taoist priest, Hang Suisui returned to Lanzhu Garden. As soon as she pushed open the door, a flash of green light appeared before her eyes.
Only Dedao remained in the garden, squatting on the table, and meowed at Hang Suisui as she walked in.
Meow~~
Its long, silvery-white fur swayed gently in the sunlight.
Its round pupils were like blue amber, clear and bright. Its fluffy tail swayed back and forth behind it, and its two ears twitched. It was extremely beautiful.
Hang Sui Sui's cat addiction kicked in immediately after seeing it.
I picked up Dedao, laid it on its back on the table, and buried my face in the fur on Dedao's belly.
While petting the cat, Hang Suisui happily exclaimed, "Ah~ Dedao, you're so soft~ so well-behaved~~"
The cat meowed twice, as if in response to her.
"Give me a kiss right now~~ Hehehehehehe~ Baby~~ You smell so good~~"
Hang Suisui's voice, sounding like that of a lovesick fool, came from the belly of the enlightened one.
Dedao blinked, then touched Hang Suisui's head with his little paw, as if trying to get Hang Suisui to get up.
"Meow~~~ Meow~ ...
Hang Suisui was so charmed by it that she looked up, hugged it, and gave it two big kisses on Dedao's face.
"Ah, baby~~ Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah~~~"
Seeing Hang Suisui's increasingly infatuated appearance, Dedao tried to turn his head away and placed his two little paws on Hang Suisui's chin.
From its tiny, hairy mouth came frightened cries, as if it were about to be violated.
"Meow meow~ ...
Hang Sui Sui gently rubbed De Dao's head and chubby little belly.
"Hehe ...
"Little kitty~~~ You can't escape now~~~"
Hang Suisui let out a loud woof and kissed the Taoist's hairy mouth.
"Meow----!!!!!!!!!!!"
I was just petted by a pine tree spirit, and now I'm being petted by a pervert.
Having attained enlightenment, he felt utterly hopeless about life, and even his once clear eyes lost their brightness.
Upon seeing this, the pine tree spirit also revealed itself and landed in front of the table.
Qingsong reached out and touched Daoyang's fluffy tail, which was next to his hand.
I found it really hard to watch Hang Suisui lying on Dedao's body and petting the cat.
"You'd better stop now, you're going to go bald from all this." Qingsong rubbed his eyes, looked at the man and the cat, and said.
Upon hearing this, Hang Suisui lay on the Daoist's body and looked up. Her flawless white face was now covered with many of the Daoist's silvery-white hairs.
Strands of fur were visible on Hang Suisui's face, swaying gently in the breeze.
Even their eyebrows were covered in it.
Upon seeing this, Qingsong immediately pointed at Hang Suisui's face and burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, you've grown hair on your face!"
Hang Suisui finally stopped her kissing and hugging, and got up from Dedao's body with satisfaction.
Hang Suisui picked up Dedao and was about to speak when she noticed that there was some food stuck to his lips as well.
"Pah, pah, pah."
That kiss was too harsh.
He even kissed off its fur.
Hang Suisui glanced at Qingsong.
"And you're the one talking! You petted my cat while I was away, didn't you?"
Qingsong looked down at his clothes, where a few strands of the Daoist cat hair were still stuck to them.
He chuckled and cast a cleansing spell: "I was just bored, so I was teasing it for a bit."
Since entering this bamboo garden, Qingsong has never left.
First, they cannot; second, they dare not.
Although he is here now, neither the Chief of the Bureau nor the Envoy of the Spirit Suppression Bureau has made things difficult for him, or rather, they have not paid any attention to him at all.
But Qingsong dared not run away under Yin Huaizhu's nose.
It's pretty boring to stay in this park all day. No matter how big the place is, it's not as big as the outside world.
When Yin Huaizhu was around, Qingsong didn't dare to show himself in front of him, for fear that the head of the department would suddenly remember that he hadn't signed the contract and made the record yet.
The pine tree couldn't find any of its kind to play with. There was a peach tree, but it was aloof and wouldn't pay any attention to him.
Hang Suisui thought about it and agreed: "It must be quite boring for you to be here every day. I wonder if the people from the Zhenling Division are still paying attention to you."
Upon hearing this, Qingsong's expression became somewhat complicated. He opened his mouth, then closed it again.
This demon is really something...
What is he supposed to say?
With no one else in the garden, Qingsong felt a pang of urgency and wanted to offer Hang Suisui a word of advice.
He leaned closer to Hang Suisui and whispered, "The one in charge of the Spirit Suppression Division is a human... of high status... very capable, he..."
Qingsong paused, his voice hesitant.
Hang Suisui turned her head to look at Qingsong and asked, "Him what?"
Dedao lay in Hang Suisui's arms, his big tail swaying and hitting Qingsong's hand.
Qingsong lowered his head, reached out and grasped the tail of the enlightened one, and stroked it in his hand.
He took a deep breath and leaned close to Hang Sui Sui's ear as if going to his death, speaking in a barely audible voice.
"He's good-looking!"
Dedao felt that his words had already implied something quite clearly.
Human, of high status, and good-looking.
They were practically saying the person's name outright!
However, in Hang Sui Sui's ears, it meant something else entirely.
Especially noticeable was Qingsong's hesitant, uncertain, and stammering expression.
Hang Suisui stared intently at the green pine tree.
Seeing this, Qingsong also stared at Hang Suisui without moving.
He thought Hang Suisui had already guessed who this Director was.
Unconsciously staring into Hang Suisui's eyes, he nodded firmly: "Very beautiful!"
Hang Suisui's eyes held an expression that said, "I knew it."
The next moment, Qingsong heard Hang Suisui's hesitant voice: "Um, Qingsong, people and trees are different..."
Qingsong was taken aback by what he heard: "Huh?"
For a moment, Qingsong didn't understand what Hang Suisui was talking about.
"No matter how beautiful it is, it won't lead to anything..."
Hang Suisui earnestly advised Qingsong, fearing that he might go astray.
Qingsong was pondering what Hang Suisui was saying with a look of confusion in his eyes. He looked at the cat hairs dangling in the air between Hang Suisui's forehead hairs and reached out to remove them for her.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the door, followed by Yin Huaizhu's deep voice.
What are you doing?
His voice was gentle, yet it contained an unconscious anger.
The voice, like a thunderclap, struck the two deep in thought.
Hang Suisui and Qingsong were both startled by the sudden sound.
They all looked up at the doorway.
Qingsong's hand was still resting on Hang Suisui's forehead.
Hang Suisui was holding the cat, and Qingsong was stroking the cat's tail with one hand. The two were very close.
At first glance, the two seemed unusually close.
Yin Huaizhu walked in and saw this scene; his gentle face instantly darkened.
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