Chapter 227 The Cat that Becomes the Hero (40)

Gentleness is gentleness, but that kind of naked provocation and insult cannot be forgiven!

The fragrant and clean cat suddenly pounced towards his own front. Jiang Yiran fell down with the cat's soft belly covering his chin, and two flesh pads stepped on his face. Those refreshing turquoise eyes stared straight at him, as if he was angry for revenge and proud after the revenge was successful.

Shen Mubai successfully knocked down the shit scraper and stepped on the opponent's face with his meat pad. He was very proud and said, "Meow~"

An imperceptible chuckle rang out, and a tingling itch came from the roots of his ears. Shen Mubai opened his eyes slightly, staring at the enlarged handsome face in front of him for a moment, without the usual sense of distance and indifference. , those deep eyes also looked towards her at this moment, with a gentle expression that was not easily revealed to others.

The other party's eyes were like a huge abyss, containing countless inexplicable meanings. Shen Mubai was almost restrained by these eyes for a moment. She couldn't help but want to retreat back, but was restrained by a pair of big hands. Then she immediately saw Jiang Yiran's face coming over and placing an intimate kiss on her forehead.

Shen Mubai's body froze completely, and she could only stare at the other party with her green eyes.

Jiang Yiran hugged her with both hands, returned to his original cold and indifferent expression, and said nonchalantly, "Do you still want to play?"

Shen Mubai's brain was already sluggish, and he just shook his head subconsciously when he heard this sentence.

Jiang Yiran stood up, put her back on the bed, and then rubbed her hair with his long white fingers, "Good night."

No matter what he says, the cold and unique voice makes people never tire of hearing it. What's more, when it is deliberately lowered, it makes the tips of people's ears tingle.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but raise his furry paws, press his warm ears, and then let out a low cry from his throat, "Meow~" Good night, shit shoveler.

When the lights dimmed, the room fell into silence. Shen Mubai lay next to Jiang Yiran. After seeing the other person's eyes closing, he also closed them obediently.

In the middle of the night, when she was sleeping soundly, a hand suddenly took her over.

Shen Mubai felt the warm and soft touch, and did not resist in a daze. Instead, he leaned towards it like a source of warmth.

In the morning, Shen Mubai felt that she had touched something hard. She moved restlessly and felt that the thing seemed to have gotten bigger.

Shen Mubai opened his eyes in a daze, raised his body, and felt a hard touch under the soft flesh pad. She lowered her head rather stiffly, and the large bulging thing in her sight was wrapped in soft cloth, and it was facing her face energetically.

Shen Mubai, "..."

Is there anything more embarrassing than this? Shen Mubai can tell you, yes!

Just as she was about to cautiously jump off the shit shovel's body, the other party had already woken up, and those cold eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of blur at the moment, making it difficult to see the expression inside.

The scene was awkward and the atmosphere was awkward.

Just when Shen Mubai's mind was spinning, the other party sat up, grabbed the back of her neck with one of his hands and lifted her up with an extremely calm expression, and then said hello as if nothing had happened, "Good morning."