swimming fish

"Don't forget the grilled fish you said last time, Xiaobai and I have been greedy for a long time..." Chen Yan took Song Yu to see the cat, and her voice rang outside the door.

Xiaobai rushed to the door, held on to the door frame, and said angrily, "No way! I'm not greedy! Brother Song, don't listen to her."

Chen Yan stepped forward, she was a little taller than Xiaobai, she stretched out her hand and rubbed Xiaobai's head, her words became warmer, and she was ready to say: "Yes, you are not greedy."

Song Yu followed Chen Yan into the room, and Chen Yan pointed to the pastoral yellow-haired cat lying on the big tall cabinet facing the door and introduced: "There are only two in the room, this one is more docile, it's better to hug it Raise. Do you want to hold this one?"

"What about the other one?" Song Yu asked.

Xiao Bai's hand cautiously pointed to the balcony behind the corner.

"The other one is gray-haired, very similar to you, both very wild and not close to strangers." Seeing Xiaobai's reaction, Chen Yan took Song Yu to the balcony with some doubts, her footsteps froze. By the balcony, Song Yu, who was following behind her, looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes obviously lit up.Yuxi.

He didn't break it, and didn't make a sound, he just moved aside, leaned against the corner of the wall, and looked at the balcony with his hands in his pockets.

There is a cat climbing frame on the side of the balcony, and a set of tables and chairs beside the cat climbing frame, which the two of them usually use to entertain guests.

And Ji Anhe was sitting on that chair, with the green plants outside the balcony as the lining, and the gray-haired cat in the balcony that should have been on the cat climbing frame was lying on Ji Anhe's lap, Ji Anhe's hand gently Pinch the back of her neck.

The little gray hair made more progress, narrowing its eyes slightly, and nestled comfortably on Ji Anhe's lap, occupying the position where Song Yu once slept.

Ji Anhe looked at the person who was leaning against the corner of the wall, he withdrew his hand slightly, and the gray hair stuck to it, and he had no choice but to continue pinching the back of the little gray hair's neck.

"It's still Mr. Sticky?"

Song Yu smiled and asked Chen Yan for the cat.

Taking advantage of the clear sky in the afternoon, Song Yu and Ji Anhe left the youth hostel.

Originally, the two of them agreed to stop there to hide from the rain and ride back there, but the clingy little man would not leave Ji Anhe's arms, and the two helpless people stared at the little gray-haired man for a while. Let Ji Anhe sit in Song Yu's back seat and let Song Yuzai go back.

Song Yu carried Ji Anhe, and Liang Hao rushed out before the bicycle parked in the yard.

"Ah! My little cutie is back? Where is it?"

"Here." Song Yu put Ji Anhe down at the door, rode the car into the garage by himself, and glanced behind him.

Liang Hao followed Song Yu's car wheel for a long time and didn't see the shadow of the cat, so he asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

"Mr. Ji's place." Song Yu said.

Only then did Liang Hao realize that Mr. Ji, who was walking by the door, was wearing clothes that didn't fit well, and there was a gray-haired cat in his arms who was looking around cautiously, looking around.

Xiao Huimao's ears pricked up after Liang Hao approached, and he looked at Liang Hao very vigilantly.Ji Anhe gently rubbed the top of Xiao Huimao's head with his hands, and the tips of the pricked ears drooped loosely.

Liang Hao didn't hide the surprised expression on his face: "Why is she so obedient? Last time I heard Xiaobai say that this little gray hair is not very obedient, so I asked me to bring Xiaohuang back to raise him."

Ji Anhe smiled disapprovingly, this little gray-haired boy who was acting docile now was not like this in Caicun just now.

He was acting coquettishly, and calling out in a low voice, in short, he was attached to him, and refused to let him go no matter what, it was a bit like Song Yu.

"Little gray hair is sticky and easy to raise. If you really can't raise it, let Mr. Ji raise it." Song Yu just stopped the bicycle and came out, looking at Liang Hao with a look of surprise on Ji Anhe's overly docile and soft embrace The clingy little thing, "Mr. Ji, why don't you give Little Gray Mao a hug for a while."

Ji Anhe didn't have time to refute Song Yu, when he heard Song Yu throw him a candy, he raised the corner of his mouth knowingly, and handed over the little guy in his arms to Liang Hao.

"I, I, I, I can't hold it, why does this little baby keep arching down?"

Ji Anhe, whose hands were finally free, raised his hand to touch the little gray hair, and Song Yu touched the little gray hair, and said: "You follow your good sister Liang, be good."

Ji Anhe went back to his room and changed his clothes, and when he was about to take Song Yu's change of clothes to wash, he was stopped by Song Yu.

Song Yu took the clothes back into his closet, saying that he could wash them together with those clothes another day.

Ji Anhe didn't think much about it, and went to the garden on his roof in a blink of an eye. After the wooden board was covered with a layer of brown mats, he couldn't put it down even more.

Song Yu came up with a plate of fruit, looking at the petals that had fallen to the ground due to the previous wind and rain, he deliberately took a few steps, handed the fruit over, and then turned around to pick up the fallen flowers.

"Do you want me to help?" Ji Anhe put down the book in his hand.

"No need, there are too many people and it's annoying to step on. I'll fix it." Song Yu swept the broken flowers in one place, and Ji Anhe suddenly asked, "Do you want to bring that little gray hair up later?"

"Mr. Ji misses her just now? Then take her back to raise?" Song Yu teased, and then added seriously, "Should I carry her up after cleaning up later? She will come up now. Get yourself dirty."

Ji Anhe answered Song Yu's previous words straightforwardly: "No."

Probably Ji Anhe's answer was too blunt, which made Song Yu stunned, not knowing how to answer the question for a while.

Ji Anhe answered the words by himself: "I can't support you. I'm too busy with work. Even if I don't work overtime, I have to go home at seven or eight o'clock; if I have to work overtime or have other entertainment, I don't necessarily have to go home for a long time. .”

"I know that." Song Yu added, "I heard what Ji Tong said. Mr. Ji, help me get the scissors from the bookshelf."

"Well, so raising this little thing will only starve at home, so let's forget it."

Ji Anhe put the book back on the shelf, took the scissors from the top of the shelf, and handed it to Song Yu.

Song Yu took the scissors and trimmed the flower branches and continued, "Then keep it here for me. If you want to see it, just come and see it." He cut a rose with raindrops wrapped in its petals and handed it to Ji Anhe, "Look at it by the way." Look at me?"

Ji Anhe looked at the childish person in front of him amusedly. He took the rose, and helplessly pursed the smile on his lips. After thinking about the words for a long time, when he reached his lips, he said with a bit of anger, "Boss Song."

Song Yu pretended to be stunned: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ji Anhe raised his hand and pinched the back of the half-squatting pruning man's neck, as if he had just pinched the little gray hair, with doting eyes in his eyes, "I just suddenly felt that you are the same as that little gray hair .”

Obviously very clingy, but it can't be annoying.

Song Yu smiled, took the hand that was pinching the back of his neck, brought it to his lips, and kissed him: "Chen Yan also said the same, saying that this gray hair looks like me. Then, I can be like little gray hair Are you also nestling in Mr. Ji's arms?"

"No." Ji Anhe glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing.

Song Yu sighed dejectedly on purpose: "People are not as good as cats."

After moaning, in an instant, neither of them could hold back their laughter.