@在意嵟店: "From now on, I'll leave the milk in your care."
"Thank you, Milk Daddy."
@五好青年: "You're welcome, Milk Mom."
Shen Zhiyi stared at the two similar sentences in the chat box and laughed for some reason.
She turned off her phone and looked at the materials on the table.
A huge relief.
Today, I can go on my business trip with peace of mind.
…
Shen Zhiyi stayed in another province for three days.
Qi Yuran adapted to the confrontation period with milk and gradually began to get used to having a kitten at home.
He sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding the cat's paw.
"It's here, stepped on sister?"
He raised his eyebrows and pressed his thumb against the pink pad.
Milk meowed in dissatisfaction, retracted his paws, put them together, hid them under his belly, and continued to curl up.
"Stingy." Qi Yuran sneered.
He took out his cell phone, opened the silent chat box, and swiped.
These past few days, he was the one who took the initiative to report news about milk.
She never did.
Did he forget that he has a kitten here?
Qi Yuran's eyebrows dimmed for a moment.
Exit the interface.
Call Qi Jinjiu.
"Damn it, why are you calling me?" Qi Jinjiu held the phone and looked at the screen in disbelief.
"Are you Qi Yuran? Didn't you get scammed over the phone?"
"I'm telling you, there's no money to borrow."
"Are you sick?" Qi Yuran gritted his teeth and was about to retort out of habit, but suddenly remembered his purpose, lowered his eyes, coughed lightly, and said, "Sister..."
"Eh~! Stop, stop, stop!" Qi Jinjiu almost got goosebumps. "Didn't you always call me by my full name before? Why are you so polite today, calling me sister?"
"No one comes to the temple without a reason. If they are not traitors, they are thieves."
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Qi Yuran rubbed his brows on the sofa, took a deep breath, and then said with a fake smile: "I have a competition in a few days, and I just happen to have two extra tickets. Do you want to bring your friends over to watch it?"
"Two?" Qi Jinjiu was shocked.
"Weren't your tickets being sold by scalpers for five figures?"
"You can't even grab it."
"You still have two?"
"Have you secretly made a fortune without telling me?" She sighed, "Don't do this. I can't sleep if you make a fortune."
"Qi Jinjiu!" Qi Yuran could no longer bear it and gritted his teeth, "Is the wild man you are chasing after abstract?"
"In a word, is it coming or not?"
"No men allowed!"
Qi Jinjiu curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to bring it, then don't bring it. I'll bring Yi Baodian."
"She came here on a business trip the other day, so she should be able to catch up."
Qi Yuran: "Why don't you ask if they are willing?"
Qi Jinjiu: "She's in seclusion for training now, so I can't contact her for the time being. But don't ask, she's definitely interested in racing."
"Don't be fooled by her gentle appearance. She actually likes exciting activities."
"By the way, it's the front row seat, right?"
Qi Yuran raised his eyebrows and smiled.
“The best seat.”
"You're at least a man with a conscience." Qi Jinjiu hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Qi Yuran held the phone, and his rebellious expression suddenly softened.
It turns out there was no news... He was on a business trip.
Retreat training.
This is not news to everyone.
It's not just that I don't like him.
Qi Yuran unconsciously smiled wildly at the corners of his lips.
"Milk, your mother is coming to watch my game."
He touched the milk.
Talking softly to oneself.
"If I win the championship, will she think... I'm awesome?"
Will this make me like him more?
Qi Yuran took out WeChat again.
Staring at Shen Zhiyi’s message interface, he scrolled through her circle of friends one by one.
Although they are all some ugly photos.
He inexplicably felt that it was very easy to brush.
"Your mother has great taste."
"Your mother's hands are really good."
"Your mother is so sweet-mouthed. Is that how she talks to guests?"
"Your mother works so hard."
"Why is your mother still awake so late?"
"Why does your mother get up so early?"
…
Milk let out a big laugh.
Closed his eyes and fell asleep.
And a certain large human, lying on the sofa, became more and more excited as he brushed.
He captured fragments of her bit by bit from those freshly posed photos.
Fingers grasping the bundle.
Slender wrist bones.
Skirt hem.
A little bit of the collarbone is revealed when taking a photo in the mirror while holding Pengxi.
He magnified this detail to infinity, and then let it fill his chest bit by bit, feeling the satisfaction he had never felt before.
elder sister……
I like it very much.
Can't wait to see her.
Qi Yuran closed his eyes.
Hold your phone over your heart.
The machine body is scorching hot.
His whole body started to heat up.
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