Crazy

Chapter 90 Automatic self-awareness, stuttering

The simple little head was thinking about things, it was obviously very sleepy, but it became more and more excited, and it was impossible to fall asleep at all.

So, when there was a very faint cat meow outside the door, she immediately noticed it.

How could there be a cat?And the voice is so familiar... It's hair balls!

Sitting up simply, she got out of bed barefoot, ran to the door, and opened it.

Sure enough, there was a small nest of hair balls at the door, and beside the small nest, there was a pair of straight legs...

The odd number saw her little feet at a glance, immediately let go of the bag in his hand, and hugged her up.

Simply put out his hands automatically and consciously to wrap his neck around his neck, feeling his face was cold, so he naturally put his warm little face against it.

Originally angry singular: "..."

He patted her PG helplessly, "Little Jane, you are not good!"

Jian Jian rubbed against his neck, and asked vaguely, "Brother, why are you back again, did you leave something behind?"

"En." The odd number responded lightly, carried her into the room with one hand, bent down and brought the cat cage in, and then the backpack, and then gently closed the door.

"Then you... are you going?" Jian Jian couldn't help using her hands hard, and even though she knew it was unlikely, she still asked worriedly.

"Let go of my neck...Jane..." Singular had difficulty breathing, and turned around to push the little guy behind the door.

Jian Jian hurriedly let go, and touched it worriedly, "Brother, are you okay?"

The odd number took a deep breath, grabbed her restless little hand, and said in a low voice, "Little thing... you mean, murder/kill your husband?"

Jian Jian blushed, "...I didn't...I didn't want to...I was just afraid..."

"Afraid of me leaving?" Singul stared at her closely, "Then why did you chase me away just now?"

Simple: "..." I said that I didn't know what I was doing at that time, brother, do you believe it?

Fortunately, the odd number didn't seem to be obsessed with the answer, picked her up, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Simple heart immediately raised his throat, and stammered, "...Brother,...I, I don't... pee..."

Singular but calm, "Wipe your feet."

Jian Jian: "..." Oh my god, Jian Jian, can your mind be normal?

"I... I will do it myself!" She hurriedly struggled to get off the ground.

"Don't move." The odd number held her down, "You're not wearing shoes."

"Here are the sandals." Simply pointing to the door of the bathroom.

The odd number pretended not to see it, squatted down, let her sit on his lap, adjusted the water temperature of the shower just right, and washed her feet meticulously.

Simple:"……"

Her feet are the most ticklish... Hold on... It's over, it's so itchy...

Simply couldn't help it, both feet retracted and kicked wildly.

As a result, the odd number was caught off guard and sprayed water all over his face.

Simple: "..." Brother, this is a new change of clothes... Hey, I really want to find a seam in the ground to get in...

Singular silently wiped the water off her face, pulled off the foot towel on the towel rack, wiped her simple feet carefully, stretched out her arms, fished out the slippers outside the door, and put them on for her.

Standing up simply reflexively, brother is angry, right?
She didn't dare to say anything more, and went back to the bedroom in a desperate manner.

Odd number took out his pajamas from his backpack, took a quick shower, and took another look at the sleeping hairball before turning off the light in the living room, and walked lightly to the bedroom.

Jian Jian slept very far inward, almost vacating most of the outer bed for him.

(End of this chapter)