Looking at the word "father" that kept beating on the screen, Song Shushu squeezed the phone tightly with his fingers, gently put Ji Sui on the sofa, stood up and walked to the balcony, took two deep breaths and clicked answer.

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There were no unnecessary pleasantries, and a tone similar to that of arranging subordinates came through the receiver. It seemed to be an inquiry, but in fact it was a conclusion.

"I won't go there, I'm a bit busy these two days."

Song Shushu spoke calmly and refused in an unchanging tone.

"How can you be so busy? You should have free time the night after tomorrow." After saying that, his tone softened a little, "Don't be too tired, pay attention to rest."

"I know, thank you dad, you should also go to bed early."

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, the smile that originally appeared on my face disappeared little by little.

Ding dong~

A text message for transferring funds pops up on the phone.

It was always like this, it seemed that every time Song Qingxiang called her to ask her to do something, she would be reminded of her daughter, and immediately after the phone call, she would make a transfer.

Expressionlessly, he skillfully transferred the money to the bank card marked "Laosong Pension".

The evening breeze of the summer night was slightly cool, and Song Shushu simply sat down on the rocking chair and let his mind go empty.

Stab, sting, an inexplicable sound came. Seeing that she didn't respond, the sound became louder and louder.

What sound?

Song Shushu got down from the rocking chair, regained consciousness and looked towards the source of the sound.

Song Dameng stood majestically behind the balcony door. When he saw her looking over, he stretched out his paw and patted the glass door twice more.

Bang bang bang!

Song Shushu felt that his little heart was beating loudly under this gaze.

Afraid that if she knocked any more, she would disturb the residents, she stretched out her hands and tightened the blanket, then turned around and entered the door.

Ji Sui followed her silently.

Thinking back to her expression on the balcony just now, I still feel heart palpitating.

The thin girl was wrapped in a big blanket. The evening breeze blew a corner of the blanket, and her half-dried hair was blown up by the wind. She was enveloped in loneliness, as if she would be gone with the wind in the next second.

After subconsciously knocking on the door, he realized what he had done. But after a moment, he found a new excuse for himself.

Go out to dry your hair while it’s still wet. Who will cook for him if he catches a cold?

Song Shushu didn't think much about it, she just felt that the kitten was clinging to her. She knelt down and gently touched his head, feeling that her massage service was quite good.

As a half-parent, I was extremely dissatisfied with Song Shushu's behavior of running around with wet hair. He imitated the cat's movements that he had seen in the previous video, straightened up slightly, and kept scratching her scattered hair with his two paws in the air.

Hair.

"Want to play with the cat stick?"

Song Shushu made a bold guess.

Meow meow meow "Go and blow dry your hair!"

"Do you want to play with the pink fur ball or the blue fur ball?"

"Meow meow meow!" I don't want to play with any cat teasers, go and blow dry my hair.

One person and one cat chatted nonchalantly for a long time. Finally, Ji Sui angrily slapped away the cat teaser dangling in front of his eyes, flopped back into the cat's nest, and turned his back to her.

Song Shushu, who was confused by this series of operations, "????"
Chapter completed!