He's super cute

Chapter 15 Disgraceful Things

Yu Xiaoque was fragile, her ankle was swollen when the trash can fell on it, and she whimpered as she walked.

Opening his hands, he raised his head and begged for a hug.

Jiang Yan ignored him and climbed up by himself, becoming more and more lawless.

I completely forgot that I was a little canary, and I didn't even have the autonomy to buy a marshmallow.

In the end, Jiang Yan had no choice but to walk slowly towards the parking lot with a little canary on her back and a little white cat on her shoulder.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and half of the sky began to turn from white to red, and the evening wind blew slowly, sending a burst of fragrance of flowers and trees.

Yu Xiaoque's two slender legs swayed, sticking sticky to Mr. Jiang's ear, and said angrily, "What name should I give it?"

"Think for yourself." Jiang Yan's ears were itchy from the small airflow he blew, and he turned his head to the side.

Little Canary thought hard for a while, and unconsciously grabbed Jiang Yan's hair again.

"I thought of it!" Yu Xiaoque suddenly bumped on his back, tightening his grip like a koala.

"Be honest." Jiang Yan squeezed Yu Xiaoque's butt, and said with a temper.

"Just call..." Yu Xiaoque whispered mysteriously, "Little cat."

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, thinking of the tortoise named Xiaogui.

"Why did you name me Xiaoque, sir?" The soft bun on his back moved and he put his head on his shoulder and asked.

"Because I'm a little wild sparrow that no one wants?" Yu Xiaoque lowered her head in frustration, her forehead resting on Jiang Yan's back.

"gentlemen……"

Jiang Yan didn't seem to hear, and she walked steadily on the small road where the street lights gradually lit up, carrying Little Canary on her back.

Until the restless little thing behind him gradually calmed down, he tilted his head carelessly and fell asleep.

#Yu Xiaoque pawed at the railing of the balcony, eagerly looking in the direction of the gate, her hair curled up in a daze.

"Why didn't you come back, sir?"

He moved his sore legs, and suddenly rubbed against a soft little fur ball.

"Mia..." The little white cat shook its long tail reservedly, and rubbed its head against Yu Xiaoque's leg again.

"Kitten." Yu Xiaoque bent down and picked up the little white cat, rubbed its paws, buried her head in her belly and took a deep breath.

The little white cat seems to be a bit spiritual, knowing that it was Yu Xiaoque who saved him, so he is very clingy to him.

"Mister agreed to come back for dinner tonight..." Yu Xiaoque muttered with a small face close to the cat, "I have cooked many dishes that Mister likes to eat."

"Be sure to get my husband to allow me to go out..."

Speaking of which, he thought of something, and pulled the slippers and took out a crumpled piece of paper from a plush toy.

"There are still five days." Yu Xiaoque counted the date with her fingers.

"Mister is back!" Mama Zhang's voice from downstairs sounded.

Yu Xiaoque ran downstairs without even putting on her shoes.

Seeing it, Zhang Ma's heart trembled, "Slow down, don't fall!"

As soon as Jiang Yan opened the door, a sweet and soft cannonball rushed straight into his arms, rubbing left and right, extremely clingy.

It's still a small shell with a big white rabbit taste.

"Is this the little lover you hid at home?" A playful voice came from behind, "It's hidden deep enough."

Only then did Yu Xiaoque realize that someone was following Jiang Yan.

He poked his head out cautiously, peeping at people with half of his eyes exposed.

The one who spoke was a young man in his twenties, squinting his eyes and looking him up and down, he looked handsome like a ruffian.

"It's quite similar." The young man looked at him and said something inexplicably.

"Don't talk nonsense." The man standing beside him wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at the young man as a warning, then turned his head and smiled at him politely, "You are a little bird, right?"

Yu Xiaoque grabbed Jiang Yan's clothes and nodded timidly.

"My name is Feng Zhang." He looked very friendly, pointed at the young man who was not doing his job properly, and said softly, "He is Qu Mengnan, and we are all Jiang Ge's children."

"I have something to discuss with Brother Jiang today."

"Why are you telling him so much?" Qu Mengnan rolled her eyes and shrugged, "A rabbit..."

"Okay." Jiang Yan spoke at this moment, he pushed away the sticky Yu Xiaoque, took off his suit jacket, "Come in."

Little Canary stood at a loss, her freshly washed hair was still dripping, and the water droplets flowed down her curvaceous neck, passed her collarbone, and slipped into her clothes.

His toes, which were as tender and white as pearls and jade, curled up together, his small hands were stirring the hem of his clothes, and he looked at Jiang Yan eagerly.

But the man never looked at him from the beginning to the end.

"Eat first." Jiang Yan passed by Yu Xiaoque directly, and pulled out the chair. The table was full of dishes, all of which were to his liking, and it was obvious that a lot of thought had been put into it.

Yu Xiaoque is not used to meeting strangers, and follows men like a little tail.

"Mother Zhang is good at cooking." Qu Mengnan swallowed a mouthful of fish-flavored eggplant and praised it full of praise, "It's delicious!"

Jiang Yan guessed that it was Yu Xiaoque who made it after smelling it, so he didn't say much.

"Brother Jiang, it's a pity that there is no wine for this dish." Qu Mengnan talked a lot, tilting her head to look at Yu Xiaoque who looked like a little daughter-in-law, "Go and get some wine."

It's like calling a servant at home.

Yu Xiaoque glanced at Jiang Yan, the man just took a sip of his tea and continued to discuss the project with Feng Zhang.

"Sir..." Yu Xiaoque called out softly.

Jiang Yan obviously didn't like being interrupted when he was talking about business, so he waved his hands impatiently.

"Hurry up!" Qu Mengnan knocked on the table and glanced at him angrily, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Qu Mengnan's looks are not easy to provoke, Yu Xiaoque is timid, shrank her neck, forgot to wear slippers, so she walked to the wine cellar with small steps.

No one noticed that Jiang Yan glanced at his bare feet and frowned imperceptibly.

A few people sat on the chairs and ate happily. No one cared about the little canary that was left hanging on the side, and no seat was reserved for him.

He was shy of life, and pressed against the back of Jiang Yan's chair tightly, his bare feet were icy cold.

Yu Xiaoque still remembered to ask her husband to let him go out, but every time she mustered up the courage to speak, she would be interrupted by Qu Mengnan.

Like a little servant with no status in the old society, standing on the sidelines and watching the master's family having a happy meal.

It was obvious that he had worked so hard to cook the dishes all afternoon, and he accidentally cut his finger, which tingled slightly.

Looking forward with joy to the man coming home to eat together, in the end he couldn't even go to the table, and his stomach growled with hunger.

"Mister?" After Zhang's mother finished her work, she saw Yu Xiaoque standing pitifully behind Jiang Yan, like a kitten in the rain, miserable and timid.

"Why don't you sit down and eat?"

Jiang Yan seemed to have just remembered that there was such a person, and put down his chopsticks, as if puzzled, "Why are you still here?"

"Sir, I..." Yu Xiaoque's voice was as small as a mosquito, and she couldn't hear clearly.

Can't show the petty look on the table.

Qu Mengnan sneered while playing with the wine glass.

He shrank his shoulders and dared not speak.

Jiang Yan's eyes slid across his wide collar, and he was a little cold. His eyelashes were drooping, and his voice was cold, "You shameful thing, go back."