Golden House Tibetan cat

Shen Juju was visibly discouraged by the naked eye.

His whole body drooped, and he stood pitifully at the back, thinking about it, and decided to be an idiot who didn't know anything.

"I don't know." Shen Juju blinked her big green eyes, and leaned on Yin Yewang's body with a cute face: "I just came in, and he's here with me."

Yin Yewang: ...

This kind of nonsensical words is probably only Shen Juju who can say it.

"Could it be that he went to the wrong room?" Yin Ye asked with a half-smile.

Shen Juju leaned against Yin Yewang, her small face wrinkled together, as if she was really hesitating whether to follow Yin Yewang's words.

Yin Yewang sneered, knowing that Shen Juju was talking nonsense, but he was reluctant to expose it.

I don't know what's going on in this little monster's head, he always does these weird things.

"If you make a mistake, please ask him to go out." Yin Yewang spoke gently, but his hands moved fiercely. He pinched Zhang Zechuan's wrist and pushed Zhang Zechuan out of the door.

Zhang Zechuan was drunk, drunk, howling like a pig being twisted out.

But once the door is closed, the sound from outside becomes inaudible.

Shen Juju felt guilty, grabbed Yin Yewang's arm and turned to another topic: "How long are you going to be on a "business trip"? When will you go back?"

Yin Yewang squinted slightly at Shen Juju.

Maybe it was because of guilty conscience, this little brat looked extraordinarily enthusiastic, he did not let go of Yin Yewang's arm, his little face stuck to his arm, and two small dimples appeared from his smile.

"I'll go back tomorrow morning." Yin Yewang lowered his head to coax him, but when he lowered his head, the bouquet in the brat's hand almost poked him in the face.

This little brat regards these flowers as treasures, hugs them wherever he goes, and hugs them whenever he is beside him.

Yin Yewang raised his eyebrows, pulled the flower out of Shen Juju's arms, and put it on the sofa.

Shen Juju was still a little bit reluctant, looking at the flower pitifully - this was the first time he received flowers in his life, no, since the cat was born.

"Why, the flowers are prettier than me?" Yin Yewang pinched Shen Juju's face, rubbed Shen Juju's face into a round shape, and rolled him onto the sofa to sit down.

The sofa wasn't very big at first, and as soon as the two of them sat down and pressed the bouquet to the sound of "Salad Salad", Shen Juju nestled in Yin Yewang's arms, closed his eyes, and listened to Yin Yewang's heartbeat.

In the past two days, he felt like he was living in a glass cover, he could see the people and things around him, but everything couldn't touch his heart, he seemed to seal himself up, He looked numb and stiff.

Until now, he was held in Yin Yewang's arms, Yin Yewang's body temperature passed to his body, almost melting all of Shen Juju's defenses.

Shen Juju curled up involuntarily, and curled up in his arms in the posture of a baby begging for warmth. His ear was pressed against Yin Yewang's chest, and he could hear Yin Yewang's heartbeat.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

The heartbeat of the living.

Yin Yewang seemed to be exhausted, he leaned on the sofa, relaxed all of a sudden, patted Shen Juju's back lightly with his palm, and rubbed the top of Shen Juju's head with his chin.

He could smell the fragrance of Shen Juju's body in his breath, it should be the smell of bath liquid at home, Yin Yewang seemed to have returned home all of a sudden, he hugged his little monster and messed around on the bed for a long time. not get out of bed.

"When I came here, I talked to Kevin." Yin Yewang closed his eyes, patted Shen Juju's back, and said softly, "He said, did you follow him to the hotel to save someone?"

Shen Juju let out a "huh", a little embarrassed, and rubbed her head against Yin Yewang's chest: "I'm just worried about Jiang Que."

He was in a state of anxiety and hesitation at the time, and from time to time he always showed some malice towards human beings, and he didn't pay much attention to Kevin tonight. Now that I think about it, I feel a little regretful. Kevin treated him so well, he shouldn't Kevin like that.

"In the future, you must notify me of such things as soon as possible." Yin Yewang still didn't open his eyes, but frowned slightly when he said this, and his tone was a little cold: "Kevin is messing around, and you are messing around too? Young Master Chen's temper has always been extreme and uncertain, what if something happens to you?"

Yin Yewang was startled when he heard the news, bought a ticket overnight and rushed over, although he knew that Shen Juju was different from ordinary people, but what if?

If something happens to this little monster...

Shen Juju let out a muffled "Yeah", rubbed her chin against Yin Yewang's chest and shoulders several times, and Yin Yewang's smell irritated his whole body, making him feel warm all over.

The tense nerves relaxed, and in Yin Yewang's embrace, his nose was sore, his eyes turned red, and he almost burst into tears, but he couldn't hold back for a while, and a thin sob came out of his throat.

"What are you thinking about?" Yin Yewang squeezed the small piece of skin on the back of Shen Juju's neck, and asked in a low voice, "I haven't seen me for two days, why is it so sticky?"

Now he really saw Shen Juju's cat-like side, so clingy that he almost hugged his arm and "meowed".

Shen Juju buried her face in his chest, was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Yin Yewang, what if I get hurt by Young Master Chen?"

Yin Yewang paused for a moment with the hand holding Shen Juju's neck, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and frowned to check: "Why, is it really hurt? Where is the injury?"

"I'm not hurt, I'm asking you." Shen Juju raised his head, his green eyes were full of doubt and bewilderment, he sat on Yin Yewang's lap, persistently looking for an answer: "If I'm really hurt Will you help me avenge Young Master Chen?"

"Where do so many strange questions come from?" Yin Yewang thought Shen Juju was acting like a baby, rubbed Shen Juju's hair and said, "With me here, Young Master Chen dare not touch you."

In the cooperative relationship between him and Young Master Chen, although he had the upper hand, Young Master Chen did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Will it be?" Shen Juju asked again.

Yin Yewang lowered his eyes halfway, his pupils were bloodshot, reflecting Shen Juju's delicate face, he stretched out his hand, rubbed Shen Juju's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Perhaps Shen Juju only thought that he was coaxing people, but Yin Yewang knew clearly that his lover, his little monster, should naturally be guarded by him.

Shen Juju got the answer, and was a little stunned for a while.

"Will you?" He lowered his head and asked again: "What if I die? Will you let others die to avenge me?"

Yin Yewang was keenly aware of Shen Juju's emotions, as if he really wanted to take revenge for someone, he frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to untie Shen Juju's clothes.

"I'm not injured." Shen Juju was a little embarrassed. Although he and Yin Yewang had already done that kind of thing, every time Yin Yewang touched him, he still felt his face was burning, and he turned left and right to hide, but he didn't dodge. Kai Yinye looked at those two hands.

"What are you hiding if you're not injured?" Yin Yewang originally wanted to check the wound, but he couldn't stop once he touched it. Shen Juju's body was soft and comfortable to hold. Tangerine is thinner.

Shen Juju's body was limp, at first the two of them messed around on the sofa, crushing the flowers, and then ran to the bedroom to mess around.

Both Yin Yewang and Shen Juju had tasted sex for the first time, and it was inevitable that they would fight again over matters of up and down, but both of them had been exhausted for a day, and neither of them had the strength to press down on each other, so they just We can continue to help each other.

After helping each other this time, Shen Juju obviously relaxed a lot, no longer being so bored with him that she couldn't leave him for a moment, but hugging the pillow, nestled in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Yin Yewang was still somewhat sober.

He got up from the bed, took a shower, and looked outside the door with a towel on.

There was no one outside the door, and Zhang Zechuan was gone. I don't know if he left by himself or was taken away by his assistant.

He turned his head and closed the door, and returned to sit on the sofa.

The flowers he bought are still placed on the corner of the sofa, because they rolled on it just now, and the flowers have shriveled, and the gorgeous roses have withered slightly due to time, Yin Yewang stretched out his hand and gently The deflated part was smoothed out again, and it was restored to its original shape as much as possible.

He tossed and tossed the flower for quite a while, but accidentally dropped a few petals. After fiddling with it, Yin Yewang suddenly realized that his IQ had been lowered by Shen Juju.

It's just a bunch of flowers, and when it's wilting, he'll buy it for Shen Juju, one bouquet a day, ten bouquets, or a carload of flowers.

Thinking about it, Yin Yewang let out a low laugh, and put the flowers back on the sofa.

At this moment, a message came from his mobile phone, which was a text message from his secretary.

The text message was very simple, just a few words: "Young Master Chen's funds have arrived."

Yin Yewang pinched the phone, the corners of his lips curved slightly, his fingers rubbed against the edge of the phone, brushing over the words on it.

He replied: "Be prepared, I will return to the company tomorrow."

When Chen Shao's funds arrived, he didn't have to argue with Zhang Zongxu, and Zhang Zongxu had endured it for so long, and he was probably just about to make a move. As for Yin Xianlie...

Yin Yewang sneered.

Yin Xianlie has made so many preparations, how could he let the other party plot.

The enemy has already seen him, so why not Yin Yewang?

He, too, had long wanted to settle this endless dispute.

He has never felt tired before. He was born to live in this complicated place. He has seen enough people's hearts and conspiracies. One step to the top.

He thought that he should be like that.

But Shen Juju made him see another side of this world.

He later discovered that power is really unimportant, and what he has worked hard to get is not as happy as a bunch of flowers.

When everything is over, he can buy all kinds of flowers every day, and buy them for his little monster.

Yin Yewang just thought about that scene, and couldn't help a smile on his face.

He put away his phone, picked up his coat, walked into the bedroom, stood beside the bed for a moment, and then printed a kiss on the face of his little monster.

"Wait for me again." Yin Yewang murmured, "I'll buy you flowers when I come back."

The author has something to say: (The scumbag at the same table, you know how to kneel down and beg all the cuties to collect ducks)