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    Pei Song took a look and saw that he had the same surname as He Wenshi, He, so he guessed that he was probably from his family.

    He Wenshi heard the phone ringing outside, the water stopped running, and he walked in after a while, wiping his half-dried hair.

    Seeing the caller ID, a trace of disgust flashed across his eyes, and then he answered the phone and walked to the balcony outside the living room.

    A few fragmented words came through the half-open door of the room.

    "... I won't reply... whatever..."

    Not knowing what the other party said, he sneered.

    "Who cares about you, it's best if you die."

    He Wenshi's tone was extremely cold, mixed with sarcasm. Pei Song had never seen him like this, which was very different from his usual bright and casual appearance.

    Do you have conflicts with your family?

    Pei Song politely didn't listen carefully.

    It was ten minutes later when He Wenshi came back after answering the phone. There was a bit of depression on the boy's handsome face.

    But it was only for a moment, and it was retracted when he saw Pei Song.

    Pei Song turned his head to look at him.

    Is this guy okay?

    Seeing the kitten looking at him with some concern, He Wenshi smiled, picked him up, and rubbed his head with his slender fingers.

    The fluff on Pei Song's head was rubbed into a mess, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He lay in his arms without much resistance.

    Forget it.

    Who made this person look unhappy.

    The little white ball in his arms felt warm. I don't know if it was because he felt that he was in a bad mood and wanted to comfort him, but he seemed to be particularly well-behaved when being touched today.

    Huh.

    The dullness and irritability brought by the phone call just now dissipated a little.

    Smiling, He Wenshi washed up and did another set of questions. At half past twelve, he picked up Pei Song and prepared to turn off the lights and go to bed.

    But this time Pei Song was not put on the cushion. He Wenshi carried him to the bed, and Pei Song fell into the soft bedding unexpectedly. Then He Wenshi also fell asleep, hugged him, and put his arms around him.

    He Wenshi patted him, yawned, and said lazily: "Come up and sleep with me tonight."

    Pei Song, who was unable to get up because of the arm, said: "..."

    He tried hard to stick his head out from under the strong arm, but was held down by He Wenshi again after a few tries.

    "Stop struggling," He Wenshi patted him lightly, "Be good and go to sleep."

    Pei Song staggered and his face burned. He

    Wenshi actually spanked him.

    His hair stood up, and just as he was about to curse, He Wenshi covered his mouth again.

    The boy rubbed him gently with the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, like a spoiled child: "Mimi, be good, let's go to sleep, okay?"

    "..."

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