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"Mumu, it's time to get up."

The gentle and magnetic familiar voice fell on his ears, and the young man under the blanket frowned slightly.

An Yishu looked at the boy on the bed.

The soft forehead hair is fluffy, and the beautiful cheeks still have a light pink sleepiness, and the slender eyelashes hang down, forming a small silhouette under the eyes.

"Mumu, I'm going to be late."

The black-haired boy on the bed half-closed his big cat pupils ignorantly, shrinking into the quilt, as if he wanted to hide his cheeks in the quilt.

However, the tip of his nose was still gently scratched by his bony fingers.

"Mumu." The magnetic voice seemed to be tinged with an undetectable smile.

Only then did the young man slowly blink his eyes to look at him, his glass bead-like eyes were still covered with a lovely watery light.

An Yishu was wrapped around his neck in a daze with little strength, and took advantage of the situation to hug the boy who was lying on the bed from the bed.

Finally, after taking care of him and washing him, when he was going out, a thin white hand stretched out from his arms and grabbed the corner of Father An who was putting on his coat at the door.

An Yishu took a step forward with the person in his arms, but did not move.

The boy in his arms was still persistent in his half-dream and half-awake, unwilling to let go.

Like a little koala pulling a tree.

Father An, whose flat coat was pulled out of a small wrinkle, was not angry. He glanced at them and said with a straight face, "Come back early today."

Every day is this sentence.

An Yishu didn't smile, but responded gently, "Okay, Dad."

Mother An looked at the three, covered her lips as if she couldn't help laughing, and handed Sim Mo's schoolbag over, "Okay, don't act like a baby, it's too late."

Having said that, the favorite activity of An's father and An's mother every day is to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV, and then wait for Sim Mo to crawl up sleepily like a clingy koala, with his fluffy little head Get together and watch TV together.

An Yishu took it from his shoulder and patted the boy in his arms, and then this one obediently returned to his arms.

When he reached the school gate, the handsome and gentle young man turned sideways, patiently unfastened the seat belt of the young man sitting in the co-pilot, watched him squint his eyes and waved his hand to say goodbye.

Xin Mo rubbed his eyes with his slender hands and walked slowly, looking like a sleepy cat whose little paws could not stand still. Sight knows nothing.

The cat seemed to have tripped over the steps going down from the school gate, and then was wrapped around his waist.

Xin Mo hangs on the person in a daze, feeling the familiar breath, and obediently does not move.

"It's a little late today." The clear and hearty voice said this, as if a little sorry.

The slender and explosive arms of the handsome and sunny boy easily lifted up the boy in his arms.

Just like that, he took the person away with ease.

When Xia Yuanchuan walked to the door of the classroom, a boy wearing black half-rim glasses was writing the schedule one stroke at a time on the right column of the blackboard.

The color of the man's eyes was a bit dark gray, and his slender figure stood there with a cold breath.

He glanced at the boy who was carried into the classroom, and then turned his gaze back.

On the other side of the blackboard, the student on duty who was cleaning the blackboard saw him, put down the blackboard eraser, trotted over, and took the boy from his arms.

"Leave An Yimu to me."

Xia Yuanchuan nodded his head as a greeting, turned around and walked to the right of the corridor with his backpack on his shoulder.He and Sim Mo are not in the same class.

The boy was also very obedient when he was placed on the seat responsibly. After withdrawing from the embrace, he lay on his stomach quietly, breathing evenly after a while.

The student on duty was still in a daze when the boy left his arms...

It's really light, it seems to be lighter than a girl.

catlike.

Wearing a sports forehead band, and the zipper of the school uniform was not fastened, the somewhat handsome boy hurriedly stepped on the morning self-study bell and entered the class, "Ah, ah, almost!! Homework hasn't been handed in yet?"

"Not yet, I'll be in the office five seconds later." The English class representative with a high ponytail put his hips on his hips, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"No math today, right?"

"No."

"Ah..." Xiao Mingxuan took a few steps to the seat, and sure enough, he saw Sim Mo who was lying on the table quietly and sleeping—— he skillfully opened Sim Mo's schoolbag, picked out the homework to be handed in, He ran over to the class representative with a few of his own books.

The English class representative put his hips on his hips, looked at Xiao Mingxuan, and Sim Mo who was sleeping, and flicked his high ponytail, as if to say that Sim Mo couldn't be at the same table this year.

At the end of morning self-study, Xiao Mingxuan finally saw the boy lying next to him wake up, and began to eat a small dried fish sleepily.

He knew about Xiaoyugan, every time he helped the child with his homework, he found it in his schoolbag.

Sim Mo saw that he was looking at him without blinking, his big eyes were still half-closed because of sleepiness, but he slowly took two small bags in front of his eyes.

On the left is a packet of dried fish, and on the right is an orange candy.

The boy looked at him as if he was asking——

Which one do you want to eat?

... a cat? This kid?

Xiao Mingxuan thought for a while, and took the orange candy on the right, "Thank you."

After all, choosing the other side always feels like grabbing food.

The boy nodded in a daze, then turned around and ate the dried fish in small bites.

Xiao Mingxuan looked at it and thought, this is probably the reason why every tablemate dotes on him very much.

It seems that there are still many girls voluntarily applying to take care of him at the same table, but the head teacher did not approve.

In class, the boy was listening to the class very seriously, and was picked up by the math teacher to answer the question, and when he answered correctly, the teacher rubbed the top of his hair like a cat.The boy covered his head, looking as if he was worried that he would not grow taller.

"An Yimu, come here and hand out the papers for me." After the get out of class bell rang, the teacher waved with a smile and called his class representative to come over.

Sim Mo obediently walked over and took a dozen papers.

When handing out papers one by one according to the order of seats, Xin Mo was accidentally touched by the finger receiving the paper, and retracted his hand like an electric shock.

...so cold...

The person who took the paper had excellent proportions of facial features, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in dark gray, giving him a cool and cool look.

The man didn't say a word, his breath was as cold as his body temperature, almost ice-cold.

When the boy went to hand out papers to the classmate next to him, he seemed to be glanced thoughtfully, but the boy didn't notice.

……

During the physical education class, the people in the midfield were playing. The slender and nimble figure dangled from the hoop after dunking, and the excess energy was only a little bit less.

The eyebrows of the person in the hanging basket frame are sharp, and the long and narrow eyes hang from the end of the eyes, looking like arrogant wolf eyes.

That person is really conspicuous, with a height of over 1.8 meters, the golden ratio, long legs and long arms, and extremely bright light, as if the light source in the crowd, every move attracts the crowd's focused attention.

"Hanging the basket again, Brother Yi is really strong!"

"Brother Yi——" "Brother Yi——" they called out to the person in the middle.

Yi Chenyu gestured to return to the defense from the center line, and stopped when he saw a boy in the team being called over by the teacher.

The boy seemed to look in the direction the teacher pointed, nodded, and then walked in that direction.

It was a chair under the shade of a tree, curled up in a young boy who was sleeping peacefully, his beautiful cheeks under the black hair were soft and well-behaved, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The boy bent down, picked him up, and beckoned to Yi Chenyu with one hand, signaling that he was going to the stairs.

Yi Chenyu frowned, looking slightly upset, "Stop fighting?"

The boy smiled and said, "The teacher said that he was afraid that people would catch a cold if he slept underneath, so he asked me to carry it back to the classroom."

This is a common thing, but they usually hug, and it is effortless.

We are used to it.

It feels like the teenager is like a cat raised by their class.

The boy seemed to think of something, and he looked as if he suddenly had some doubts: "It's strange to say...it seems that I have never seen you hugging Brother Yi..."

Yi Chenyu's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he turned sideways to signal for him to leave quickly.

The boy was a little confused, so he carried the man up the stairs.

……

When school was over, because it was not long after the monthly exam, the class organized a class reunion, and the whole class walked from the door of the class to the stairs along the corridor.

The young man was trapped in the crowd, rubbing his eyes and walking slowly behind, when the footsteps of the person in front suddenly stopped, the young man let out a very soft "huh", as if his forehead was hit.

The boy who was bumped turned around and saw the dazed boy, and immediately picked him up. The people in class [-] were not surprised, and continued to walk along the corridor talking and laughing.

A few girls in the class leaned over to the boy who was holding the boy, and gently reached out to stroke the soft hair of the sleeping boy, his reddish cheeks seemed to be satisfied.

Students from other classes at the side of the corridor looked at this group of people, their gazes indistinctly falling on the profile of the boy's black hair.

Soft and beautiful, and so well behaved...

I can't say whether the eyes of these students who are trying to hide are envious or jealous, but it probably looks like——

They have An Yimu in their class/they have a cat...

The young man curled up quietly in the arms of the person, but suddenly a vague mechanical sound resounded in the air.

【Zi...Zi...】

【The system is relinking...】

[Link reached. 】

[006 system is at your service. 】

The lower jaw was slightly raised as if teasing a cat.

The young man's slender eyelashes fluttered very lightly, and when they opened slowly, the black pupils like glass beads were covered with a light mist of confusion.