Chapter 132: Die
Qin Yanchuan replied to several WeChat messages.
After a moment's silence, he opened the address book, found Shi Yang's number and dialed it.
Of course, no one answered the call.
Shi Yang was lying next to him at this time.
Qin Yanchuan hung up the phone and didn't call again. It was getting late and Shi Yang might have already fallen asleep.
He continued to look at his phone.
Not knowing what he was looking at, Shi Yang noticed that Qin Yanchuan's eyes looked a little strange. He stared at the screen of his mobile phone for a long time.
His Adam's apple rolled twice and he pursed his lips.
The thumb and index finger were still on the screen, making a zoom-in gesture.
Shi Yang was really curious, so he quietly jumped onto the head of the bed and crept over with his neck stretched.
As a result, he saw his own appearance on the screen.
Taking selfies in front of the camera in a pretentious manner.
“…”
If he remembered correctly, this was the photo he secretly took with Qin Yanchuan's phone last time.
Oh my god, this old guy said he had deleted them all, but who knew that I was hiding in the room late at night and secretly looking at his selfies.
The hardest thing about my body is my mouth.
It's only been a short time since I last saw him, and you're already missing him because of him?
Don't let yourself get too hungry.
Shi Yang couldn't help it, he quietly moved over, laid directly on Qin Yanchuan's head, and meowed into his ear.
Qin Yanchuan had already noticed the little fat cat's actions, but he just ignored it.
Getting more and more demanding.
He put down his phone, grabbed the cat off his head, put his big hands on the cat's head, and beat it hard.
"Don't move."
The little kitten didn't understand human language. Its face was full of innocence and it kept rolling around in Qin Yanchuan's arms.
Qin Yanchuan ignored it and continued looking at his phone.
While the human wasn't paying attention, the cow cat quietly put its claws into his clothes and pulled at the waist of his pants.
Qin Yanchuan: “…”
Before Qin Yanchuan reached out to catch him, Shi Yang's agile fat body dodged backwards and began to parkour crazily on the big bed.
Alas, I can’t catch it, I can’t catch it.
After running tired, Qin Yanchuan saw the cow cat lying lazily on the bed, like a human, with its arms and legs spread out.
The soft belly was exposed, the fluffy tail was swaying back and forth, and the sturdy body was twisting back and forth.
“Meow~ meow~ meow~”
Human, stop playing with your crappy cell phones and play with me.
Qin Yanchuan had never seen such a crazy and inexplicable cat.
“…”
He curled his fingertips, but still couldn't help but touched the little fat cat's soft belly twice.
It's furry and feels great.
Qin Yanchuan touched it twice and then withdrew his hand. Two seconds later, he reached out again...
Shi Yang squinted his eyes comfortably. Huh, he was completely fascinated by this cute little cat.
Qin Yanchuan put down his phone and picked up a novel to read.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, he put down the novel and prepared to go to bed.
But the cowcat was still lying in his arms.
Qin Yanchuan had no intention of sleeping with a crazy cat he had just known for less than a day.
"Go to sleep on the sofa."
Shi Yang slowly opened his eyes, then crawled into the quilt, lay down calmly, leaned his head over, grabbed the man's arm with his two paws, and closed his eyes again.
He performed the moves very skillfully. She was the darling wife and he was the darling cat.
No matter how Qin Yanchuan touched him, Shi Yang kept his eyes closed and did not move, and made a humming sound, like an engine.
I don’t know who the previous owner of this cow cat was, and how he could have raised such a strange cat.
Moreover, it always reminds him of Shi Yang.
Perhaps for this reason, Qin Yanchuan did not carry the little fat cat off the bed again.
He reached out and touched the kitten's chin, then lay down on the bed and turned off the light.
The bedroom was plunged into darkness. The little cat next to me was emitting warm breath and snoring non-stop.
Qin Yanchuan gradually fell asleep amid the snoring.
It should have been a good night's sleep, but at four o'clock in the morning, a crackling sound suddenly rang out in the bedroom.
Qin Yanchuan was half asleep and half awake when he suddenly felt something stepping on his face once, and again.
He slowly opened his eyelids and sat up. The light around him was dim and he could only vaguely see the outlines of objects.
The cow cat was sitting opposite him at this moment, its cat eyes like distant beams in the dark night.
The next second, the cow cat rushed towards him, stepped on his thigh, jumped onto his shoulder, and then dived to the ground.
“…”
Qin Yanchuan raised his hand and rubbed his aching temples, then turned on a night light on the bedside table.
In the dim light, the cow cat started running around in the bedroom like a madman, rolling inside the curtains, jumping onto the cupboard, and then crawling under the bed.
Stay up all night and do crazy parkour.
Shi Yang didn't want this to happen, but he couldn't stop. The evil power was controlling his body again.
Ah! Don't run! Don't run!
Shi Yang was lying on the floor, kicking his legs and screaming.
After shouting, he suddenly jumped onto the bed and kicked Qin Yanchuan.
“Meow meow meow!”
Die, old man!
Qin Yanchuan: “…”
The next morning.
Qin Yelan was eating breakfast in the restaurant. Seeing his uncle just coming in, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Uncle, didn't you get enough rest last night?"
A trace of fatigue appeared between Qin Yanchuan's brows, and his face looked a little bad.
The little fat cat had been making noise for most of the night, it was strange that he could get a good rest.
At this time, the culprit was tired from all the torment and was sleeping on his bed.
Qin Yanchuan didn't want to recall what happened last night, so he replied casually, "Nothing."
Today is Monday. Qin Qi and Qin Yelan went to school after breakfast.
Qin Yanchuan also has to go to the company.
But before going out, he went back to the bedroom.
The cow cat was still curled up comfortably in his quilt, sleeping soundly.
Qin Yanchuan walked straight to the bed, took the cat out of the quilt, and shook it twice.
Shi Yang was awakened abruptly. He lazily lifted his eyelids and shouted at Qin Yanchuan in dissatisfaction.
Qin Yanchuan put the cat down as if nothing had happened, covered it with a blanket, and said, "Go back to sleep."
Shi Yang: "..."
Revenge, absolutely revenge!
Shi Yang let out a roar and jumped directly onto Qin Yanchuan's shoulder.
Qin Yanchuan raised his hand and patted the little fat cat's butt, "Come down."
Shi Yang's two claws were tightly gripping the man's neck and he was even trying to climb onto his head.
Qin Yanchuan was about to take the cat down when his personal cell phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, his expression changed subtly for a moment, and then he answered the call.
Shi Yang only vaguely saw the word "doctor" in the caller's notes.
I don’t know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but the man’s calm eyes gradually became deep and cold.
When he spoke, his tone was as cold as ever: "I'll go over there later."