Chapter 489

Shen Qianshu's face suddenly changed and looked at Yeling in horror. His face almost became iron blue and ferocious with the naked eye. He trembled all over, as if he had touched some painful switch, and the whole person became very violent.

Shen Qianshu put down the baby cat and rushed to hug him.

"Throw it out, throw it out!"

Yeling's voice was too loud, and the baby cat seemed to feel dangerous. He jumped up and ran. Zhong ran hurriedly went after him, thinking in his heart, no, no, he's going to finish. Baby cat, you don't run, where you come from, where you go, please, little ancestor.

"Sir, come on, take a deep breath..." Shen Qianshu gently patted his chest with a soft, cold and slow voice. She didn't know that a pet would be the minefield of Yeling. She knew too little about Yeling in the past and didn't know where the minefield of Yeling was.

"I'm wrong. I shouldn't be cheap. Don't be angry. We don't have pets. Don't be angry!"

Yeling had a headache, and the illusory images in front of him were played countless times. The English short who accompanied him was killed by someone at the foot of the stairs. The flesh and blood were blurred, and scenes seemed to explode in his mind, playing back in pain. He heard the crying and screaming of the weak child.

"Sir... Sir..." his gentle voice seemed to come from a distant place. He didn't know reality and dreams for a moment.

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 back, looked at Zhong ran blankly, and spread his hand, "what's the matter?"

Not liking pets is not such a reaction.

Zhong ran said, "I raised an English short when I was young, and then I fell to death."

Shen Qianshu's heart was stifled, and he looked up blankly. "You quickly find the cat, wash it first, give it food, and shut it in a guest room. Don't let it out. Tomorrow I'll go online to see who can adopt the cat."

"Good!"

Shen Qianshu went upstairs.

The bedroom is as warm as spring.

Yeling lies flat on the sofa, listening to a piano song, "adirina by the water". Shen Qianshu walks over and sits beside him with a smile. Yeling slightly opens her eyes and looks at her coldly.

Shen Qianshu smiled at him and turned a blind eye to his indifference.

"Sir, angry?"

"Yes!"

"Don't be angry." Shen Qianshu sat on the carpet, looked straight at him, and gently * * his chest with one hand. He had already taken off his coat, leaving only a thin white shirt, and the skin on his chest exuded full heat. "I don't know Mr. taboo."

"Are you scared?"

"A little."

"Get used to it." He doesn't know when he will attack and to what extent. He hates himself like this!

"Good!"

Yeling slightly closed her eyes and held her hand with one hand, "I once raised an English short. When I first returned home, I was very afraid and lonely. One day, I found a little English short in the yard, which is also a small milk cat. I like it. My mother said I could raise it, and I have kept it all the time. Many people in the night family don't like me, bully me, and I don't like them. Usually, I can't leave it except reading and playing with it. If I have any secrets, I will tell it."

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