Shen Mubai couldn't help but beat the ground with his small fist, and said sadly, "The cat is so cute, why don't you want to raise me."
The system said, "Probably because you are ugly."
Shen Mubai said angrily, "You are ugly, you are a system that doesn't even have a face."
Seeing the main man walking away, she hastily followed him again.
Jiang Yiran obviously noticed that she had been following closely behind him, but he didn't care at all.
Jiang Yiran's residence is not too far from the school, and it only takes about fifteen minutes to walk. It was not until he opened the door that he turned his head and glanced at the cat who had been following behind him, and then closed the door mercilessly.
Shen Mubai meowed, looked at the closed door longingly, and then turned around feeling hopeless.
From the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see that after entering the house, Jiang Yiran first changed into slippers at the entrance, then went up to the second floor, and came down after a while. He went to the living room and poured himself a glass of boiling water, then sat on the sofa, picked up a book with a French cover and read it.
Facing the male protagonist who is separated by a layer of glass, Shen Mubai deeply doubts whether the other party did not recognize him.
But even if she recognized it, the consequences would be the same. Thinking of this, she became even more disheartened.
Now it was getting late, Shen Mubai was so hungry that her stomach was rumbling, she stared at the flowers not far away, feeling very desolate in her heart.
When she was eating flowers and looking at Jiang Yiran who was cutting steak in the French window, she shed even more sad tears.
The heavy curtains were drawn, the lights inside were dimmed, and Shen Mubai, who was hiding in the corner, said in the darkness, "System, where should I sleep?"
The system said, "It doesn't matter where you sleep."
Shen Mubai shrunk himself into a ball in despair, then fell asleep with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.
After a while, there was a small snoring sound.
Shen Mubai woke up from hunger in the morning, she opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Jiang Yiran who was eating breakfast at the dining table through the French window.
The other party's sitting posture was very upright, but he was wearing an aristocratic elegance even though he was wearing an ordinary high school uniform, his slightly lowered eyes couldn't see the emotion clearly, and the cold expression added a sense of distance.
Even when enjoying the food, Jiang Yiran still looked like a person without emotion, his posture was too cold, but because of that unique aura, he had a charm that made people fall for him.
Cut out a small piece of toast on the dinner plate, and then put it into the mouth with a fork. This series of actions looked extremely elegant, and the strength and frequency of chewing were just right, before swallowing slowly. The bony hands looked like they were carefully carved by God. Jiang Yiran stretched out one of them, picked up the glass of milk and put it to his mouth to take a sip, then picked up the knife and fork from the dinner plate again.
The whole process is neither fast nor slow, orderly and uncluttered, but it is pleasing to the eye.
But Shen Mubai stared straight at the toast in his hand, then sucked his saliva forcefully.
When Jiang Yiran walked out of the house with his schoolbag, the hungry Shen Mubai immediately appeared in his line of sight, and then looked over with pitiful eyes.
However, the other party still just glanced at her, and then walked towards the school.
Shen Mubai couldn't figure it out, so he followed behind the male lead listlessly.
She was exhausted from hunger, thinking about all kinds of breakfast in her mind, and then followed the male lead into the school without drooling all the way. Of course, she still didn't go through the main entrance, but climbed the wall to enter.
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