Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Xiao Jingting sat in the car, his face calm, but his chest was heaving violently.

He felt like a monster.

Fu Runing came out of the villa holding the box.

Xiao Jingting's eyes were always on her figure, watching her walking towards him from far away.

He forced down the emotions surging in his chest and took a deep breath to make himself look like a normal person.

He opened the car door and got out, blocking Fu Runing's way.

"What did you take?"

Xiao Jingting glanced at the suitcase in her hand. In her other hand, she was holding a backpack that looked quite heavy.

Fu Runing listened to his overly normal tone and tried to find something different on his face.

But she didn't find out.

"I'll take my wood carving," she said casually.

When Xiao Jingting saw this wood carving, he felt irritated, his brows slightly furrowed, and there was a layer of haze in his eyes that couldn't be dispelled.

Wood carvings, these damn wood carvings again.

"These things are not worth much, why do you treasure them so much?"

He didn't know why he blurted out such a sentence, and his tone even became aggressive at the end.

The emotions that had been suppressed in the car for half a day seemed to be in vain.

Fu Runing looked at his face quietly, but he didn't look sarcastic as usual.

She looked at him for a moment, then slowly said, "Yesterday I met a sculpture artist. She told me that the raw materials for sculpture are all inanimate objects, whether they be jade, wood, or metal. Without exception, they are all inanimate objects. It is the sculptor who imbues them with emotion and breathes life into them. So they are not worthless things. I have always treasured them."

Xiao Jingting's eyes were deep and his expression was obviously stunned.

He probably didn't want to hear her say these words, his throat rolled slightly, and he changed the subject.

He pointed at the backpack in her hand and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"

Fu Runing looked a little uncomfortable, looking up and down without answering.

Seeing her strange expression, Xiao Jingting took the backpack from her hand and opened it. There were three kittens inside.

The three kittens were probably full, so they lay together and took a nap, without making any noise or making any noise.

He was stunned and looked up at her, waiting for her to explain.

"You're just here to get these things?"

Fu Runing pursed her lips and said indifferently, "Yes, what else can I take? My ex-husband was very generous to me, giving me a house, a car, and money. I don't want to take other clothes or anything like that. You can deal with them directly when the time comes. But I have developed feelings for these three cats, so I have to take them away..."

Listening to her tone, Xiao Jingting felt a surge of rebelliousness, and he picked up the bag and put it in his car.

The car door slammed shut.

Xiao Jingting said coldly: "The dog is yours, you took it away, the cat is mine, why do you take it away?"

Fu Runing suddenly frowned as she looked at the lunatic in front of her.

I even wondered if he was also in a sick state now?

Why is he starting to act so unreasonable now?

"Do you want to think about the reason why you brought the cat back?" Fu Runing kindly reminded him.

At that time, she was having a quarrel with Xiao Jingting. She threw all of Xiao Jingting's clothes out of the room and lied that there were mice in the house.

In fact, she was just annoyed by Rong Ruo's behavior and threw his clothes out.

As a result, Xiao Jingting, the bastard, asked Chu Yi to catch three premature kittens from somewhere and gave them to her, saying that they would be used to catch mice in the future.

At that time, she was speechless about his childish behavior, but she had no choice but to set several alarms every day to get up and feed the kitten.

"But this is what I brought back, not yours." Xiao Jingting said stubbornly.

"Isn't that what you gave me? If you gave it to me, it belongs to me, right? Do you have any mice at home? Why do you want them?"

Xiao Jingting's tone was slightly cold: "What if you take them back? Don't you still have to find them adopters? You won't keep them forever, so it's just abandonment anyway."