Chapter 66

Song September so a sleep, sleep directly to work, outside the people have gone, only Fu Jin's office is still on light.

Fu Yan had no choice but to hold the person in her arms. She walked downstairs. After getting on the bus, she didn't put down the person. Instead, she held her head for fear that the nervous person would suddenly roll down.

Maybe it's because I'm so tired today. Song Jiuyue went to sleep the next day. When he woke up, Fu Yan had already left, and only aunt Qiu was still busy.

"Miss Song, breakfast is on the table. My husband said I don't have to go to work today. You have a good rest."

"Really?"

There was a flash of light in Song Jiuyue's eyes. She was worried that she would have to go to work later. Her hands were still very sour and soft. I'm afraid she couldn't even hold the cup. I didn't expect that Fu Jin had a good conscience.

With this in mind, she sat comfortably at the table for breakfast and watched a TV play at noon. It was too hot outside. If she went out, she would be exposed to the sun, so she gave up the idea of walking around Fu Yan's villa.

It's a long time since she came here. She hasn't even visited this place. Fu Yan is a man who pursues delicacy. Every time he orders people to build a place, there are bright spots.

It wasn't until the afternoon that song Jiuyue went out lazily. Just in the middle, she heard a very small cat cry. It was very soft. It should be a new born milk cat.

Xiao Hei has been sent by Fu Jin recently. I don't know where, otherwise I will have to swallow this kind of soft cat.

Song Jiu bowed his head and turned it carefully in the grass until he found the soft white cat. He was very happy and immediately picked it up.

It looks like a fairy with two brown eyes.

Song September carried it into the house and searched the Internet to find out what the cat should feed, but aunt Qiu opened her mouth.

"Cats should be fed cat food. The supermarket has cat food suitable for suckling cats. Miss Song, please sit down for a while and I'll buy it now."

Song September felt the cat's fur and heard its soft cry. She felt that her whole heart would melt. So when Fu Jin came back, she immediately took the milk cat in her arms.

But Fu Yan's face seemed to be stiff, his eyes flashed a little dark, his eyes were staring at Song September, and his thin lips were light.

"Throw it away."

The two short words made song September's smile droop.

"I want to keep it!"

"Mo Yi, take it and throw it away."

Fu Yan passed through September of Song Dynasty, his expression was gloomy, which was totally different from the people who used to laugh. At this time, he was full of the breath of strangers.

Song Mo takes back the smile of September, and she is very quick to retreat.

How can song Jiuyue's reaction ability compare with these people? So when he realized that the cat was missing, he immediately turned to hold Fu Yan.

"I beg you, ok..."

Fu Jiao picks eyebrows. Doesn't this woman know that she doesn't like those weak things? She is so weak and needs protection everywhere.

"Song September, you have no ability to protect yourself. Where is the courage to protect it?"

Is not to raise a cat, why should it rise to this height, as long as the pet is responsible for good, it will not cause trouble.

"I'll protect it..."

Song September hung his eyes, and there was a trace of firmness in his eyes, as if something had suddenly broken open.

"Moyi, bring it back."

Fu Jin light said a, the voice just fell, Mo Yi came in from the door corner, the hand is carrying the milk cat, no pity.

Song September immediately ran over and caught the cat in his arms.

She just said, originally just casually, want to perfunctory Fu Yan, but soon, she knew the meaning of Fu Yan's words, she has no ability to protect this little thing.

"Miss Song, when you raise a cat, be careful not to let it lose a cat hair in this room, or the boss will be angry."

Mo Yi whispered to song Jiu. He was really surprised. He had been with the boss for so long, and naturally knew how much he hated these things. Only this time, he allowed Miss Song to have a cat. Miss Song was really special.

Mo Yi comes to this conclusion and has a new understanding of song September's position in the boss's heart.

Song Jiuyue holds the cat, but he is still wronged. Looking at Fu Jin sitting opposite him, he suddenly feels that he can't understand him.

Sometimes very gentle, sometimes very cold.

"Well, what happened to brother Yibai? I want to see him, OK? "

"You follow the driver tomorrow."

Fu Ji took a sip of tea and didn't even give song September a look in his eyes. After several people had dinner, he began to go upstairs to the study to be busy. It seemed that there were always endless meetings.Song Jiuyue sat on the sofa watching TV with his milk cat and fed it the cat food bought by Aunt Qiu. Until he felt sleepy, he held the cat in his arms and wanted to go upstairs.

"Miss Song, I advise you not to take the cat upstairs. The boss will drop it directly."

Song September's step a stiff, stop Leng Leng looking at Mo Yi, eyebrow Cu Cu.

"Why does he hate cats so much?"

"The boss is allergic to such soft and cute things. If he touches their hair, he will have a red rash. He likes aggressive animals like Xiao Hei. If you have a wolf, he will be very happy."

Mo Yi's eyes are smiling. He looks at the cat in Song September's arms for a while and flicks its ears. It's very useful to pick eyebrows.

"I see, aunt Qiu, the cat will trouble you."

Song Jiuyue has no way. If Fu Jin really wants to throw the cat down, she doesn't dare to stop him. Maybe he will throw himself down together.

So after giving the cat to Aunt Qiu, she went upstairs to the bathroom and took a careful bath. She was relieved to make sure that she didn't smell like a cat. She came out in her pajamas.

Just stepped out of the bathroom, and into the bedroom of Fu Yan touched a positive, two people are stunned, Fu Yan is directly picked up her, to the bed a throw, himself also like a pile up.

In a short time, the room is the voice that makes people blush and heartbeat, but now everything is torture for song September. In fact, she is not comfortable at all, she is very painful, maybe because of the tension in her heart, but in order to cooperate with Fu Yan's action, she has to play.

Every time he stops, she feels liberated, and it's the same tonight.

When it's over, Fu Jin holds song Jiuyue contentedly and touches his sweat wet hair. His voice softens a little.

"Go to sleep."