Quick wear: let me be cannon fodder, don't even think about it

The tranquility of the early morning.

Ning Yu slept very comfortably that night and turned into a human form without noticing. She rubbed Chan Yuan's chest habitually, put her hand across Chan Yuan's neck, moved her feet on his body, and rubbed her head against his chest.

Chan Yuan's alarm clock rang on time. He closed his eyes and felt the familiar weight pressing on his chest, accompanied by a slight feeling of suffocation. He was used to it, so he relaxed for a while and wanted to get up.

However, waking up this time was a little different from the past. He felt not only a heavy weight, but also an indescribable strange feeling.

Is the person close to his body a human?

Who?

He was still naked, so he moved. The action just now made him stand up all of a sudden, and he was rubbing against it without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He endured the discomfort and wanted to see clearly who was in his bed.

He opened his eyes and looked down, and saw a silver-haired head sleeping on his chest, looking very comfortable, as if he was supposed to be there.

Seeing the person lying on top of him, her skin was fair and delicate, and the feeling of her touching his body was smooth and very comfortable, causing his muscles to tense, not to mention that there was such a person on top of him.

Who let him in? Where is my cat?

Yes, where is my cat?

When Chan Yuan thought about the fact that his cat disappeared right under his nose and someone was brought to live with him, his body instantly calmed down.

Chan Yuan's eyes turned cold, and his breath turned cold.

Ning Yu felt the air getting colder, with her fair arms exposed outside the quilt. Feeling cold, she moved closer to Chan Yuan's body, seeking warmth.

Seeing that he was getting more and more aggressive, Chan Yuan wanted to wake him up: "You..."

"Hmm...sleep..." Her voice became even more delicate. Ning Yu hadn't noticed anything unusual yet and continued to act coquettishly as usual.

A voice made Chan Yuan silent. This pampered look really seemed like a kitten that woke up every day, looking lazy and sleeping for a long time.

Chan Yuan didn't move, just lay on the bed, letting him hold him, thinking, thinking.

Once again, when Ning Yu made a move, he closed his eyes and wanted to see what this person would do.

Ning Yu woke up slowly at the end of the morning, still wanting to rub against him.

Hmm? It feels different. I touch my face with my hand. I touch it again. What's going on?

I opened my eyes and saw breasts in front of me. I looked up and saw that I had turned into a human.

I took a quick glance at Chan Yuan, and seeing that he hadn't woken up, I quickly changed back.

Then I slowly lay back down. A white light flashed and a person disappeared from my chest, and a white kitten appeared.

Chan Yuan waited for him to lie back down before opening his eyes. Before he could say anything, he was stunned by the situation.

It was still that feeling, that weight on his chest that made it impossible for him to think.

what is this?

The cat has become a spirit?

My cat has become a spirit?

Chan Yuan was thinking about this when he woke up, and went to work in a daze.

In the company's president's office, Chan Yuan was holding a document, but he didn't read a single word of it.

Chan Yuan's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp rhythmic sound, and the scene he saw this morning emerged in his mind.

His eyes drifted out the window, looking at the city skyline in the distance, then returned to the documents in his hands, but he never really focused.

"President, there is an urgent document that requires your signature." Assistant Guan Yan knocked on the door gently, interrupting Chan Yuan's thoughts.

Chan Yuan raised his head, a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes, he put down the document in his hand: "Guan Yan."

"Yes." Guan Yan stood up straight and looked at Chan Yuan seriously, thinking that he had something important to tell him to do.

These days, Mr. Chan gets off work on time every day. He is not so busy and feels much more relaxed. Could it be that he was too idle in the past few days, so the price of relaxation is to start working overtime?

"Do you believe a cat can become a spirit?"

"What?" Guan Yan thought he had heard it wrong. What kind of question was this? But he still answered seriously.

"Boss Chan, this is impossible."

"why?"

"You can't become a spirit after the founding of the country."

"Forget it, you can go down." Chan Yuan also felt that he was crazy, perhaps because he did not sleep well, and pressed his forehead with his hand.

Guan Yan looked at Chan Yuan and felt that Mr. Chan was acting strange today. Was he sexually unsatisfied? That was impossible. Mr. Chan didn't even have a girlfriend.

"Yes."

After Guan Yan went out, the office became quiet. Chan Yuan was thinking about what happened this morning. He took out his mobile phone and opened an app.

The phone showed his room. The cat was still lying on the bed and hadn't gotten up. It looked so small. Maybe it was just an illusion.

Just as I was about to turn off my phone, there was a sudden flash of white light, and the cat on the bed began to change. The white light disappeared, and a figure appeared in front of the bed.

Chan Yuan held his breath for a moment, staring at the screen on his phone with deep eyes. His expression changed in an instant, and he felt shocked in his heart.

In the sunny room, the sun shines through the half-closed curtains and directly onto the window. A faint white light suddenly appears on the empty bed. As the white light intensifies, a mysterious and tense atmosphere seems to permeate the air.

Gradually, a vague figure began to emerge from the bed. His outline was initially obscured by the white light and was very blurry, as if covered by a layer of mist. As time went on, the figure gradually became clearer and took on a human form.

The new figure seemed to be still adapting to the surrounding environment. He slowly raised his head and his eyes wandered around the room. His eyes flashed with curiosity and exploration, as if he was familiar with this room.

His skin had a light white sheen, as if it had been gently caressed by the sun. His figure was slender and elegant, with an indescribable charm. His silver hair was smooth and a little messy when it first grew up.

He stood up, his smooth white skin, and gently moved his limbs, as if he was testing his body. His movements were smooth and natural, as if he was already accustomed to this form.

Chan Yuan didn't expect to see this.

The sun's shadow was reflected on his delicate profile, and his beautiful face was a mixture of light and dark, with light and shadow flowing, creating a mysterious feeling of uncertainty. It was as if he was immersed in the sunlight, his skin was as white as the bright moon, and covered with a halo like warm jade.

This young man had a sly smile on his face, his clear eyes sparkled like stars, his facial lines were distinct, and there was a sense of excitement between his brows.

Chan Yuan's eyes were deep, as profound as an icy pool of water, unfathomable and deep. So this is how he is. He is so handsome.

The slender body is perfect and tempting to commit a crime.

If he pestered him like this every day... He stared at the boy on the other side of the phone with sharp eyes and reached out to touch the person on the screen.

You really deceived me so much!

Looking at the boy's body, the whole perfect and seductive body, the skin is as delicate as cream, the lines are smooth and elegant, he felt a strong impulse in his body, the feeling is so clear, he knows that he has desire for this boy. His heart is surging, making him feel an unprecedented excitement and excitement.

He felt even more excited in his heart. This was really great. This was his own.