"Meow," a faint cry suddenly rang out.
Yun Ya shook the basket she was holding in her right hand, "Ah Jiu, what’s wrong?"
Yan Song frowned in disgust, put Yun Ya down, and steadied the bicycle before straddling it.
Yun Ya smiled, walked over, and sat on the crossbar, naturally wrapping her hands around his waist.
It was as if no matter how fierce the storm was, as long as she was in his arms, it was a warm haven.
"Hold on tight," a deep voice came from above.
Yun Ya snuggled closer into his embrace.
By the time they got home, it was already past eight in the evening.
Since Yan Song had called earlier to say he wouldn’t be home for dinner, Uncle Yan hadn’t prepared their evening meal.
Seeing the two of them walk in one after the other, Uncle Yan, waiting in the living room, squinted his old eyes into slits and greeted them with a beaming smile.
"Young master, Miss Yun Ya, you’re back."
Yun Ya nodded politely to him and headed upstairs.
Yan Song glanced at Uncle Yan, who said with a smile, "Young master, are you hungry? I’ll have the kitchen prepare some supper."
Yan Song, having not eaten dinner, was indeed hungry. Hearing this, he nodded, "Send it to my room in a bit."
Uncle Yan immediately ran to the kitchen to give the orders.
Before entering her room, Yun Ya looked back at Yan Song, who stood in the corridor; half of his face was hidden in darkness, making the other half appear exceptionally handsome in the light.
Yun Ya raised her eyebrows and looked over.
Yan Song walked over and snatched the basket from her hands, "From now on, it’s mine."
The dominance was so annoying it made one’s teeth itch.
Yun Ya smiled, lifted the layer of cloth on top, and a small bundle was curled up inside the basket, looking so adorable and soft that one couldn’t help but want to hold it tight and care for it.
"Ah Jiu, you must listen to Brother Yan, okay?"
"Enough, enough, I’m not going to mistreat it," Yan Song said impatiently and turned to leave.
However, the truth was—
"Meow, meow," Ah Jiu looked at the person holding its tail with a fierce face and cried out in a mix of grievance and anger.
"You little thing, you’re just asking for a spanking." A hand landed lightly on its backside, a few slaps that were gentle for him but potentially deadly for a little kitten.
Ah Jiu howled in extreme grievance.
Bad human... such a big bad human~
"What’s with all the noise? Behave yourself, or if I see you sticking to Yun Ya again, you’ll see how I deal with you." After speaking, he threw Ah Jiu into a corner and completely put it out of his mind.
Aunt Lin brought supper, a clear soup noodle dish with greens and a poached egg on top, its fragrance wafting up.
After supper, Yan Song took his clothes and went to take a shower. After showering, he came out to find a young man sitting by the bed, who turned around with a smile upon hearing the door open.
"Brother, where did you and Sister Yun Ya go to have fun? You got back so late."
Yan Song gave him a cold stare, "Move your ass off my bed immediately."
Yan Ke pouted, reluctantly getting up, but stepped on something soft and let out a scream, "Oh my God, what is this?"
"Meow." It was a painful step on Ah Jiu’s tail.
Realizing it was a cat, Yan Ke breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down, and patted the kitten’s head, "Sorry, I stepped on you, my apologies."
Yan Song scoffed, "If it understands your apology, wouldn’t that mean it’s become enlightened?"
Yan Ke retorted, "Brother, you’re too heartless. Animals have spirits, especially dogs and cats; they’re very smart and understand human speech."
Yan Song curled his lips disdainfully and turned to enter the walk-in closet.
Yan Ke lay on the floor, face to face with the kitten, "Not a single stray hair, pure white, what breed is this?"
"Brother, where did you get this cat? Can you give it to me?"
Yan Song came out wearing a gray loungewear, tall and straight, looking divine under the light, his normally stern features softened.
Leaning against the balcony, his lips slightly curved, he replied, "This is Yun Ya’s cat, I’m just looking after it for her."
Yan Ke exclaimed excitedly, "Then I’ll go ask Sister Yun Ya, she’ll definitely give it to me."
Yan Song’s eyes darkened, "You’re not allowed to go." The most update n0vels are published on noⅴelfire.net
Yan Ke sulked with a pout, "Why not? If you can keep it, why can’t I? Besides, the Burmese cat mom used to have was actually killed by you; don’t think I don’t know that. You’ll definitely kill this little cat, too..."
The more Yan Ke spoke, the softer his voice became, daunted by the tall and imposing figure looming over him, and slowly he hung his head.
"Hey... hehe, brother, just pretend I farted just now."