Chapter 489: Shit Shoveler Ye Ling

Shen Qianshu's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Ye Ling in horror. His face turned livid and ferocious at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. He trembled all over, as if he had touched a painful switch, and became extremely violent.

Shen Qianshu put down the kitten and rushed over to hug him.

"Throw it out, throw it out!"

Ye Ling's voice was too loud, and the kitten seemed to sense danger, got scared, jumped up and ran away. Zhong Ran hurriedly chased after him, thinking to himself, it's terrible, it's terrible, he's going to die, little kitten, don't run away, go back to where you came from, please, little ancestor.

"Sir, come on, take a deep breath..." Shen Qianshu patted his chest gently with one hand, her voice gentle and cold. She didn't know that a pet would be a minefield for Ye Ling. She knew too little about Ye Ling's past and didn't know where Ye Ling's minefield was.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have been naughty. Don't be angry. We don't keep pets. Don't be angry!"

Ye Ling had a headache. The illusory images in front of him were played countless times. The British shorthair that accompanied him was thrown to death at the bottom of the stairs. The blood and flesh were blurred. The scenes seemed to explode in his mind and replayed painfully. He heard the crying and screaming of the weak child.

"Sir... Sir..." The gentle voice seemed to come from a distant place. He couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams for a while.

Shen Qianshu suddenly held his face and kissed his lips. A passionate French kiss went deep into his throat and made his lips numb. Those chaotic and bad memories seemed to be forcibly pulled away.

He pushed Shen Qianshu away and hurried upstairs.

Shen Qianshu turned around, looked at Zhong Ran blankly, and spread his hands, "What's wrong?"

If you don't like pets, you won't react like this.

Zhong Ran said, "Young Master raised a British shorthair when he was young, but it was thrown to death later."

Shen Qianshu's heart choked, and he looked upstairs blankly, "Hurry up and find the cat, wash it, feed it, and lock it in a guest room. Don't let it out. I'll go online to see who can adopt a cat tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Shen Qianshu went upstairs.

The bedroom was warm like spring.

Ye Ling was lying on the sofa, listening to a piano piece, "Adeline by the Water". Shen Qianshu walked over and sat beside him with a smile. Ye Ling opened her eyes slightly and looked at her coldly.

Shen Qianshu looked at him with a smile, ignoring his indifference.

"Sir, are you angry?"

"Yeah!"

"Don't be angry." Shen Qianshu sat on the carpet, looking at him at eye level, and gently stroked his chest with one hand. He had taken off his coat a long time ago, leaving only a thin white shirt, and the skin on his chest exuded full heat. "I don't know the sir's taboos."

"Are you scared?"

"A little."

"Get used to it." He didn't know when he would have an attack, and to what extent, he hated himself like this!

"Okay!"

Ye Ling closed his eyes slightly, holding her hand with one hand, "I raised a British shorthair. When I first returned to the Ye family, I was very scared and lonely. One day I picked up a small British shorthair in the yard, also a little kitten. I like it. My mother said I could raise it, so I kept it. Many people in the Ye family don't like me and bully me, and I don't like them either. Usually, besides reading, I play with it. I can't leave it. If I have any little secrets, I will tell it."

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