I'm not unlucky at all

"Hmm." The moment his identity was guessed, the boy's almond eyes widened, his eyes drifted away for a few seconds, and he seemed to realize that he was particularly guilty of doing so, so he almost hopped and kicked the man's calf with his toes, muttering softly Said, "I hate you the most."

His reaction made Qin Yan more sure of what he was thinking. Although it was unbelievable, he temporarily suppressed the many doubts in his mind, wrapped the young man's thin body into his chest, and touched the smooth and cold forearm , frowned and asked, "Is it cold?"

"……A little."

I was still angry at first, but the man's chest was really warm and comfortable. Song Xing was used to being a cat, but he couldn't change the habit for a while, and when he rubbed his head in the old place, he didn't feel like he was stuck in it, and he didn't have a position. Snoring, squinting and going to yawn to sleep.

The transformation used up most of his energy and stamina, and the remaining part had been consumed when Qin Yan came to find him. Now the man recognized that he was his cat, so Song Xing went directly to the man's arms without any psychological pressure. Li fell asleep.

Qin Yan felt the boy's even breathing on his chest, and was a little dumb for a while.

When he holds a person in his arms, his weight is very light, only a little heavier than that of a cat.

The young man was naked and slippery from head to toe, his fair skin seemed to be glowing, but Qin Yan didn't focus on it, he just frowned and held him in his arms seriously, He immediately pulled out a hand, took off his coat and put it on the young man, and then bought a set of clothes for the driver who was outside.

The manager outside the private room waited for a long time, he didn't dare to knock on the door, he only thought that Qin Yan was training the cat.

Until the driver came in a hurry with a bag of newly bought clothes, the manager knocked on the door in a daze and asked if it was the husband's cat who didn't listen to the training and scratched the clothes of the husband.

It's not good if Mr. Qin hit the cat in anger.

Qin Yan only opened the door ajarly, and took a meaningful look at the manager.

The manager looked at him with chills.

But after another 10 minutes passed, there were some rustling sounds of changing clothes in the room, but after a while, the door was opened again, and Qin Yan came out leading a yawning young man who was staggering as he walked.

The boy's walking posture is a bit strange, a bit like being...

The manager tried his best to hold back the strange expression on his face, carefully thinking about the possibility of a big change in private room No. [-], and what Mr. Qin might have done with the boy in the private room just now, he was very shocked!

What about looking for a cat?

"Mr. Qin, your cat..." Don't you plan to look for it?

As soon as the words were spoken, the manager looked at the boy as if he was looking at another witch who made the wise monarch stunned, and suddenly became a little unfriendly.

Song Xing dazedly rubbed the tip of his nose. After being woken abruptly to put on his clothes, he looked at the manager in confusion. His delicate little face was obedient and cute.

"...Meow woo woo."

At this time, the paper bag in the driver's hand, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly let out a faint meow. Bai Shengsheng's cat poked its head out of the paper bag and looked around with wide eyes, full of doubts.

Of course, Song Xing's eyes widened, looking at the white cat that was almost [-]% similar to him.

On the contrary, the manager felt relieved when he saw this scene, patted his chest, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the master has found the cat." Then he looked at Song Xing and became friendly again.

Song Xing: "Huh?"

Qin Yan held Song Xing's hand without saying a word, the two left the restaurant and asked the driver to drive back to the old house.

"Well, let go of me, it's so hot."

In the car, Song Xing struggled to break away from Qin Yan's hand restlessly, then nimbly leaped over the man and took out the little chubby cat kicking in a paper bag. Pointing at the tip of Qin Yan's nose, she said, "Qin Yan, you actually raised another cat behind my back!"

The partition in the front row had been put down, and Qin Yan was not worried that the driver would hear the conversation behind him. He just rubbed his forehead, and helplessly held the young man's pale finger in front of him and said, "Only you."

"You're going to lie."

Song Xing was still very angry, because he remembered the last time the man went out to find a substitute.

Although he couldn't find it, it was obvious that this man was about to become a habitual offender in this kind of thing!

Just special!Don't!Pass!point!

Song Xing blushed angrily thinking about it.

But seeing his appearance in Qin Yan's eyes, he couldn't help being a little more cute.

He thought of the boy's cat temper, who liked to scratch and bite when he was angry, so he couldn't help but take the cat aside first, and then said slowly: "I didn't lie to you, this cat was just found temporarily. After all, Mr. Qin's cat He won't get lost for no reason, and even if he gets lost, someone will help him find it through the entire Eastern Province."

Song Xing opened her mouth, thinking about the meaning of the man's words in a daze.

"Do you want people from all over the province to look for you with great fanfare?" Qin Yan said again.

Song Xing, "No way!"

A smile flashed in Qin Yan's eyes, "Okay, no."

Song Xing was dizzy, and always felt that the cause and effect in front of him were not right, but he may have been hooked with the cat by his IQ, and he was not smart because of the influence, so he had to calm down, lowered his head and secretly glanced at Qin from the corner of his eye. The banquet is coming.

Qin Yan looked at him, and seeing Song Xing unbuttoned a coat button around his neck, he stretched out his hand to button it for him.

The two were very close, Song Xing asked hesitantly, "Do you really know who I am?"

Qin Yan said in a low voice, "I know."

Song Xing said, "Wow, aren't you afraid?"

Qin Yan laughed and said, "What are you afraid of?"

Song Xing took the courage to show her canine teeth, and said to the man, "I'll eat you."

Qin Yan knocked his head, "So skinny?"

Song Xing hummed twice, and bit the back of the man's hand if he disagreed.

Qin Yan wasn't afraid either, he still had the leisure to put his free hand on Song Xing's head and rub it.

The thick palms were buried in the boy's smooth black hair, stroking from top to bottom.

Song Xing let go of her mouth, shook her head unhappily and said, "It's so itchy."

After finishing speaking, he hugged the cat hiding in the corner again in his arms, stroking the cat's fur and having fun.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening when the car drove back to the old house.

Song Xing, who had just gotten used to walking on two legs, jumped out of the car, hugged the cat and said to Qin Yan, "You have to remember that you are a cat person."

Qin Yan said, "Well, I have."

Song Xing said flatteredly, "You still have to be nice to your cat."

Qin Yan said, "Yes."

Song Xing continued to push forward, "Then you can't raise other cats behind your back."

Qin Yan, "No."

Song Xing was even happier, hugging the cat and saying, "Then it's mine!"

The docile little white cat meowed and rubbed Song Xing's chin, getting very close.

Qin Yan felt helpless, "You."

Song Xing showed a big smile at him, until the housekeeper came up to meet him, and then hid behind Qin Yan holding the cat with a little guilty conscience.

"Who is this little gentleman?"

The housekeeper saw the intimate interaction between his husband and the young boy from a long distance.

He hid the shock in his eyes, and asked respectfully.

Qin Yan did not answer the butler, but only said: "He will live in the old house from now on."

The butler's heart was full of turmoil, and he looked at Song Xing with more inquiring eyes.

Song Xing pursed her lips, secretly pinched Qin Yan's palm, but said nothing else.

After all, there are too many mistakes to say, his identity is already a problem, everyone in the old house is a genius, he has to protect his vest firmly.

Holding the cat in her arms tightly, Song Xing realized now that Qin Yan had completely imagined it.

Now no one would doubt that his majestic man was transformed from a cat!

----

Qin Yan seemed to want to completely let Song Xing bear the identity of making everyone gossip in the old house. He refused the housekeeper to prepare a guest room for Song Xing, and took him directly to the master bedroom, where he taught the boy how to wash and dress.

Song Xing is not a serious cat prodigy, he has not forgotten what he should know, and he will remember it after familiarizing himself with it once or twice.

When he washed up in the bathroom and flopped onto the bed, Qin Yan was already reading a book by the bedside.

This is Qin Yan's usual habit before going to bed, and Song Xing has long been used to it.

Not bothering the man, Song Xing just hugged the quilt, raised her chin and thought about a very serious matter——

He is obviously still sleeping in a separate bed with a man!

But now that he has become a human being, and the new "Xiaobai" lives in the cathouse, there is naturally no room for him.

This is very embarrassing for cats.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Yan closed the book, and seeing the young man's expression of deep thought, he couldn't help turning over, reaching out his hand to probe the other's smooth forehead, "Aren't you sleeping yet? Were you sleepy in the restaurant before?"

"Hmm." Not to mention being sleepy, it's okay, Song Xing yawned cooperatively after speaking.

Seeing the tears welling from the corners of his eyes, Qin Yan shook his head and smiled, turned off the bedside lamp, directly hugged the young man into bed, and pressed the corners of the quilt intimately.

"Go to sleep."

"Well... good night." The cat spirit who had no stance closed his eyes in a daze, and fell asleep in a second.

Qin Yan touched his cheek, a familiar peace of mind floated in his heart, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning, the breeze was blowing and the weather was just right.

Song Xing, who woke up from a sweet sleep, kicked her legs subconsciously, but found that she had kicked a hard leg.

Opening her eyes a crack, Song Xing moved her body, rolling from the center of the bed to the other side.

Qin Yan was still asleep, the man's always frowning brows softened for a while, and his slightly sharp facial features softened a lot.

Song Xing rolled out and rolled back, rubbing against the man's neck very impolitely, sticking out her tongue and licking it lightly.

"Don't make trouble." Qin Yan was awakened by Song Xing's movement, seeing the young man looking at him with bright eyes, his heart was amused and soft, but he still couldn't help correcting him, "You are a human being now, and human beings can't just stick out their tongues to lick you." Human."

Song Xing thought to himself, of course he knew, but he just wanted to get addicted.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be ignorant, "If you can't lick people, can you be a relative?" After speaking, he kissed the corner of Qin Yan's mouth, and gave a happy boo.

Qin Yan was successfully attacked by him, and he fixedly looked at Song Xing.

Song Xing said, "Qin Yan, are you angry?"

Qin Yan lowered his eyes and rubbed his hair, "No."

Song Xing said, "Then I kissed you, why didn't you kiss me?"

Qin Yan said in a deep voice, "Only people who like each other can do these intimate things."

When Song Xing heard this, he realized it, jumped up angrily from the bed, kicked the man's waist with his toes, and said with a very aggrieved expression, "So you don't like cats anymore?"

Qin Yan frowned, but said nothing.

Song Xing became even more angry, picked up the pillow and threw it to Qin Yan, and was about to get out of bed barefoot.

Qin Yan stopped him, "Don't walk barefoot on the ground, be careful of catching a cold and getting sick."

"Anyway, you don't like your cat anymore," Song Xing struggled to say, "Yesterday you said you'd be good to him, and you don't care about me catching a cold and getting sick!"

Qin Yan couldn't hold back, hugged Song Xing from behind, kissed his ear, his tone was full of resignation and helplessness, "Little ancestor, stop making trouble?"

Song Xing was kissed, and her fair face flushed instantly, but she still insisted, "I'm not making trouble, it's obviously you who are making trouble out of no reason, going back on what you promised!"

"It's my fault." Qin Yan sighed, making Song Xing turn around and face him.

Song Xing raised his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Qin Yan rubbed his forehead, and said slowly, "You can change from a cat to a human, you can learn the electrical appliances for bathing at home, and you can also speak a lot of idioms."

Song Xing rolled his eyes guiltily.

A smile flashed across Qin Yan's eyes, and he asked, "Tell me, how old are you?"

Song Xing blinked and didn't speak.

Qin Yan said, "In human law, you are an adult. If you are too young, it is a violation of the law for us to get close to each other."

Song Xing: "..." I forgot there is this paragraph.

Breaking off fingers, Song Xing is sure that he is an adult, and then counting the days when the original body was a cat, it doesn't matter. After the calculation, he finds out that he is a bit old as a cat spirit...

Qin Yan said, "Can't you tell me?"

Song Xing shook his head, "No." Then he truthfully told Qin Yan the age of the cat spirit.

Qin Yan's eyes darkened, and he smiled meaningfully, "That's really not small."

Song Xing slapped him on the neck angrily.

The two quarreled in the bed for a while before Qin Yan touched Song Xing's neck and said another thing.

"Did you... have a name before?"

Song Xing blinked.

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Xiaobai?"

"Well," Song Xing didn't like this name very much, and knew how casual the man was when he gave him this name, so he said softly, "I have a name."

Qin Yan waited patiently for him to speak.

Song Xing took a breath, thinking of the name he hadn't used for a long time, and said in a very slow voice, "My name is Song Xing, Baomu Song, Xinghuo Xing."

"Song Xing." Qin Yan said the name once, with a smile in his eyes, "It sounds good."

Song Xing smiled.

The breakfast in the Qin family's old house is always rich, nutritious and delicious, but in the past only Qin Yan dined at the dining table, but today there is one more person, so the kitchen inevitably prepared more carefully.

It's just that everyone couldn't grasp the progress of the relationship between the boy who was new to the villa and his husband, so their mentality was also very delicate.

As for the corner of the kitchen, the housekeeper felt a little distressed for "Xiao Bai" who was eating cat food sweetly.

"Why did you lose a lot of weight in just one night?" the housekeeper whispered, "I don't know what crime it was because I went out yesterday."

When Song Xing was at the dinner table with Qin Yan, the butler quickly told Qin Yan about the cat's weight loss, and the distress on his face didn't seem like a fake.

Song Xing was eating fried rice cakes, glanced at Xiaobai, who was of normal size, and muttered about his former self, "Isn't this just right now? I was too fat before."

The butler frowned, glanced at the innocent young man, and remained silent.

Qin Yan raised his eyes and said calmly: "Xiaobai may be because he was scared yesterday."

The butler was taken aback, "What happened yesterday?"

Qin Yan looked at Song Xing, and said the set of excuses he had given him before, "Xiaobai ran outside yesterday while I was not paying attention, and got lost and was frightened, Xing Xing helped me find it."

Song Xing laughed, showing Bai Shengsheng's teeth.

The housekeeper said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao."

Song Xing, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

After breakfast, Qin Yan went into the study to deal with the company's affairs and ordered the people below to prepare Song Xing's new identity.

Qin Yan thinks a lot, and his identity is more dangerous, so in order to prevent Song Xing from getting too close to him in the eyes of outsiders, he arranged for him to be a returnee who graduated from a famous foreign university. Abroad, parents died young, and the family property was rich. As for returning to China, it is because of the deep love for the motherland.

As for Song Xing, he was still unaware of his new identity, he just sat on his favorite big sofa with the cat in his arms under the watchful eyes of the housekeeper and watched his favorite costume idol drama.

Being a human is much happier than being a cat. In the past, he could only eat small dried fish fed by the cook and the housekeeper, but once he became an adult, all kinds of snacks were put on the table, and he could have whatever taste he wanted.

Squinting her eyes comfortably, stroking the cat in her arms, Song Xing thought to herself, it would be more perfect if the actors in TV dramas had less stiff faces!

Later, Qin Yan handed Song Xing a brand new ID card, and told him a series of life stories behind the new ID card.Song Xing was startled when he heard it, but he accepted it very well afterwards. From time to time, he talked to Qin Yan in English with Chinese accent, saying that he was also a knowledgeable cat spirit in the new era.

030 said, "...too spicy."

The poor system has fully accepted the host character of the collapsed person who is affected by the cat spirit in this world, but seeing that the loneliness value of Destiny Child has dropped steadily from the peak to less than 20, he no longer worries about anything, just Every day is hidden, except for three meals a day on time to enjoy delicious food, the rest of the time is spent watching dramas and playing games.

It can be said that the host and the system have fallen together.

After all, it was the new identity that gave Song Xing a sense of freshness, and he was so afraid of falling off the horse that he would pester Qin Yan to teach him foreign languages ​​whenever he had time.

Qin Yan patiently read Feiniao Ji to Song Xing word by word.

"The worldputsoffitsmaskofvastnesstoitslover. Itbecomesmallasonesong, asonekisssoftheeternal. The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes smaller, as small as a song, as small as an eternal kiss."

Song Xing twitched the itch on the tip of her nose, "That's great."

Qin Yan leaned over to kiss the tip of his nose.

Song Xing moved his head, raised his head and asked him, "Mr. Qin, have you found the love of your heart?"

Qin Yan said, "Of course I found it."

Song Xing wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't believe it."

Qin Yan stretched out his hands to pinch his ears, and there was soft warmth in his usually indifferent eyes, "He has come to me, if I still can't recognize him, it's really my fault."

Song Xing asked him, "Then how did you recognize it?"

Qin Yan said, "I'll know when he comes." He was the one who was fooled before, obviously it was the throbbing that was right in front of his eyes, but he just ignored it.

But who would have thought of it?

In the dream, the person who had haunted him for the first half of his life would appear beside him in an inhuman form.

As for asking him when did he suddenly realize?Perhaps when they fell asleep together that day, after a night without disturbing dreams.

Since then, even if there are dreams, they are all sweet dreams.