He Is Warmer Than Time

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Mengfang, who had taken a shower, put on a nightgown and sat in front of the dressing table, applying cream on her face. She patted her face and enjoyed the fragrance of the high-end cream. The nightgown on her body was made of silk. Yes, thinking that it’s autumn, and my dress is a bit cold, and I have to ask Ma Wu to wash and put away some silk nightgowns again.

After applying cream on her face, she put some fragrance on her body, and then she was about to close the window to sleep. As she walked to the window, she saw Song Ran's sick cat standing on the window sill.

The light was dim, and she yelled twice impatiently: "Go and go, go to the dead, die the sick cat."

However, she jumped off the window sill and entered Shen Mengfang's room. Only then did she see clearly that there was a mouse in the cat's mouth. She was so frightened that Hua Rong turned pale and she screamed.

The 囡囡 seemed to be human, holding the struggling mouse in his mouth, step by step, after all, Shen Mengfang, Shen Mengfang was so scared that her soul was gone, lost her soul, stumbled and rushed out.

She leaped and jumped onto her bed. Shen Mengfang looked back, and was almost vomiting because of the death of the cat.

She screamed and rushed out, yelling: "Mother Wu, Mother Wu... There are mice... What's the matter with you? There are mice in the house!"

In Song Ran's bedroom not far away, she curled her lips and smiled, and hurried out of the room: "There is a mouse? Let the girl catch it."

Shen Mengfang said angrily: "It's your cat who caught it."

Wu Ma who rushed to hear the sound went upstairs, Song Ran said in surprise: "It's past? It's impossible, right?"

When she said that she pushed open the door of her father's bedroom, she saw a rat sitting in the middle of Shen Mengfang's big bed like a mountain king.

Song Ran laughed wildly in his heart, good boy, I will reward you for eating fish tomorrow.

Shen Mengfang was most afraid of mice. Knowing that there were mice in his room, she had already jumped to the first floor by now. Song Ran saw the hand bag she had been carrying with her on the bedside table.

If you are a person, there is always a time when a hundred secrets are separated.

She just prescribes the right medicine.

She pretended to shout loudly: "Nanny, what's the matter with you, who let you take a mouse into Aunt Shen's room? You are too naive."

Wu Ma hurried up to the second floor, her daughter had been rushed to the window sill by Song Ran.

Song Ran's voice was loud: "Go out, you won't be allowed to come in with mice in the future, you know?"

She leaped and jumped off the window sill.

Ma Wu held her heart and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she turned her head and called Shen Mengfang on the first floor: "Second madam, the nanny has gone, you can come back."

Shen Mengfang was holding his mouth and nose with lingering fears, and said disgustedly: "The beast ran to my bed just now. You can quickly change the quilt cover and pillow towels for me."

The corner of Song Ran's mouth sneered: "The nun ran on your bed, but the mouse didn't run on your bed. You are really particular."

Shen Mengfang was vomiting because the sick cat deserved it. At this moment, she saw Song Ran's mocking face, and her face was blue with anger: "Do you think that the sick cat is clean like you?"

Song Ran didn't bother to talk with her, went back to her room, closed the door, reached into the hem of her pajamas, and fumbled out the notebook.

Obviously, this notebook must have been stolen to Shen Mengfang by Wen Huihui.

She is a little puzzled, is this notebook important? I flipped through it until I saw one of the chats between her and Li Sheng above, and it suddenly became clear.

"I will go to your house tonight?"

"Is it really going? Or... let me lie again?"

"Really go."