As soon as Su Yan closed the door, a small white figure flew towards him.

  He hastily reached out and caught it.

  Meow

  The little white ball was even happier after being caught and kept rubbing its fluffy head against his neck.

  Su Yan put him on the chair and then seriously educated "Xiang Tang, don't do this again next time. If I hadn't caught you, you would have fallen to the ground by now."

  That white cat looked pitiful, nodded its head, and a pair of pale blue eyes were filled with grievances.

  The young man smiled slightly and said, "I bought you a gift."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the white cat's face cleared of its grievances and filled with surprise, its eyes shining brightly.

  Meow meow meow

  Meow, hurry up and give it to me, let's see what treasure it is

  Su said from behind took out a cat stick, "Hope you like it."

  Chu Cha's eyebrows jumped down when she saw the cat stick for the first time.

  However

  The little villain sent her first gift, of course she had to look a bit happy

  "Meow meow meow" Then she happily spun around in circles, rubbed her head against the little villain's arm repeatedly, until his clothes were covered with a lot of cat hair before stopping.

  Su Yan put down the cat toy next to her and went to the bathroom.

  Before long, hot air began to emanate from the gap under the door.

  Chu Cha yawned and felt bored, so she went to play with that cat toy.

  She tried to grasp the stick of the feather teaser with her two snow-white paws and then tossed it into the air.

  She sprang up again and grasped the feather on top of the teasing stick tightly with her claws.

  Again

  Still quite energetic

  Chu Cha thought so, and again used her two paws to hold the cat stick and threw it into the air.

  "Hey 1213, are you bored? Tell me a joke." Chucha asked while fiddling with the feather on top of the cat toy with her paw.

  At 1213, he let out a yawn and said with a smile, "Not boring at all, it's quite interesting to see you entertaining yourself."

  Chu Cha's movements paused for a moment.

  Then eyes gleaming with malice, he slapped a paw at the corner with his teasing stick.

  Then the body half squatted up, and its claws grabbed wildly in mid-air, "Die right now for me die"

  It was around midnight twelve o'clock.

  The lights in Xiao Fan's room just went out.

  Chu Cha jumped down from the sofa and lifted her paws to push open the door, swaggering in.

  Arched body, forepaws on the ground.

  Aim direction

  Launch

  In the dimly lit room, the little white ball was particularly eye-catching. She shot up like a bow and arrow full of moonlight, dashing straight towards the bed.

  As soon as Chu Cha landed successfully, he heard a low hum from Xiao Fanpai, and then slowly woke up.

  Terrible.

  She originally planned to sneak into his bed unnoticed.

  But who would have known?

  She aimed in the wrong direction and directly hit his chest.

  Looking at his drowsy, half-closed peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be slightly intoxicated due to lack of sleep, yet still sparkling.

  "Xiang Tang, what are you doing here?" His voice was somewhat lazy.

  Chu Cha quickly made a few clever meows, then rubbed his fluffy head against his neck, trying to be as cute as possible.

  But unexpectedly, the young man stiffened slightly.

  He slowly stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to touch the white cat's head, but stopped just before making contact. "Susu, the neighbors all say I'm not good."

  The boy's voice was very dry, with a hint of imperceptible loss.

  Chu Cha lightly sighed and proactively lifted her head to nuzzle his palm.

  No matter how you say it, he's just a sixteen-year-old boy after all. His father passed away two years ago, and he has been bearing the rumors for two years, which is unbearable even if one is not sensitive. Even in his later years when he seemed to have lost interest in living, looking unbreakable on the surface but still fragile inside.

  The young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he cautiously explored the warmth coming from his palm.

  "Flaky pastry, you don't believe it, right?"

  Actually

  "I don't believe it either."

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