Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 153

Su Miaomiao hummed, “I know, you just don’t care about me.”

Feeling aggrieved in her heart, her voice was also very sad, and the look in her eyes was even more pitiful.

Xie Jingyuan lowered his eyes to avoid hers.

Su Miaomiao curled her lips, and instead  with her head facing outward.

“Why don’t I care? I asked Gu Jialing to pick and drop you,” Xie Jingyuan said suddenly.

Su Miaomiao: “You guys are different.”

Xie Jingyuan: “What’s the difference?”

Su Miaomiao thought about it carefully, and listed them one by one, “He doesn’t smell as good as the Taoist master. He didn’t let me hug his waist, lest I tickle him. He won’t send me to the classroom. He is nagging, and is often late. By the way, he likes to look around when he is riding a bicycle, so he almost hit people several times!”

Xie Jingyuan frowned. With Gu Jialing’s performance, even if he could get a driver’s license, would he really not have a traffic accident while driving?

“Anyway, being with him is worse than being with you.”

While summing up, Su Miaomiao unconsciously put her arms around his shoulders.

Xie Jingyuan looked at her hand and asked, “Since you don’t like him, why didn’t you tell me?”

Su Miaomiao curled her lips, “It’s useless to tell you, you will only scold me.”

Xie Jingyuan: “When did I scold you?”

Su Miaomiao: “You often scold me.”

There were too many examples, and it was easier than listing Gu Jialing’s crimes. Su Miaomiao talked endlessly from the dormitory to the teaching building, and she even talked about the kindergarten class.

Xie Jingyuan started to climb the stairs with her behind his back, his tone was very calm, “If I’m so fierce, then why did you still misunderstand that I regard you as the owner?”

Su Miaomiao shrunk her head guiltily, turned the back of her head to him again, and muttered, “No matter what, who told you to always be nice to me?”

Xie Jingyuan: “Being kind to you doesn’t mean treating you like a cat…”

Su Miaomiao: “I know, I know, it’s because I’m too lazy!”

She didn’t want to hear him yelling at her again, grabbed her bag, jumped off his back, and ran away by herself.

Xie Jingyuan stood in the middle of the stairs, watching her back. After a while, he shook his head, and then continued to walk up.

Su Miaomiao just sat down in her seat when she saw the classroom door was pushed open and Xie Jingyuan walked in.

She looked at him puzzled.

“I’m studying here,” Xie Jingyuan only said that sentence, and then took out a medical book that looked very complicated from his bag.

Once he started reading, he would concentrate on it. Before going to kindergarten, no matter how Su Miaomiao made trouble around him, he would remain indifferent.

The current Su Miaomiao would not do such boring things, she would just lie down quietly and sleep next to him.

At 1:15, after almost all the students in Su Miaomiao’s class arrived, Xie Jingyuan packed his stuff and stood up.

Before walking out of the classroom, he looked at the enthusiastic male classmate who wanted to send Su Miaomiao back to the dormitory in the morning.

The male classmate: “…”

Was he wrong?

That night, Su Miaomiao trained at the Beijing University Gymnasium until nine o’clock in the evening. After the training was over, it was Xie Jingyuan who came to pick her up.

Sister Fang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the two of them had finally reconciled.

The rain had stopped long ago, but the ground was still wet. Xie Jingyuan parked his bicycle in a dry place, and Su Miaomiao directly sat on the back seat of the bicycle there.

At that time, the campus was much quieter than during the day, and only occasionally some students could be heard talking and laughing.

Su Miaomiao looked at the Taoist master who was close in front of her, and at the familiar waist and back.

She tried to lean forward again.

At the moment of touching, she could feel the tense muscles of the Taoist master’s waist and back, and her heart also tightened, but he didn’t scold her.

“Taoist Master, are you going to scold me again?” Su Miaomiao guessed.

Xie Jingyuan was silent for a long time before asking, “Do you still treat me as a cat slave?”

Su Miaomiao shook her head repeatedly, “You’re not a cat slave, you’re the Taoist master.”

How could there be such a cruel and ruthless cat slave? The cat slave treated cats well.

Xie Jingyuan did not formally answer her question, but only asked her what she would like to eat next morning.

Su Miaomiao was not stupid, she understood that he was acquiescing, and immediately said, “I want to eat fish ball noodles and fish soup!”

The stars twinkled in the sky, Xie Jingyuan said yes in a low voice.

What was promised would naturally be done. On Saturday morning, Xie Jingyuan got up before Xu Shou again.

Xu Shou got up immediately, making sure that the Taoist master was going to prepare breakfast, and he wanted to help with the grocery shopping.

Xie Jingyuan asked him to go back to catch up on sleep, and went to the vegetable market by himself.

By bicycle, it would take five or six minutes to arrive at the nearby vegetable market. Some old men and women who got up early had already begun to pick and choose in front of various stalls.

Xie Jingyuan bought a big carp, and later made the freshest fish balls for her, and crucian carp to make soup.

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Gu Jialing originally wanted to sleep late, but was woken up by the sound of the cooking and stirring. He came out rubbing his eyes, and saw the back of the Taoist master standing busy in the kitchen, and there was a lingering fishy smell in the air.

Gu Jialing liked to eat fish, but he couldn’t stand the smell, so he quickly opened the windows.

When he came to the kitchen, he looked here and there, and hummed, “Are you making fish ball noodles for her?”

Xie Jingyuan: “I’ll eat by myself.”

Gu Jialing laughed, and took that as a joke.

Before he finished cooking, Xie Jingyuan asked Gu Jialing to call Su Miaomiao.

Su Miaomiao was going to practice at the tennis center on weekends and got up early. When Gu Jialing knocked on the door, she was washing her face.

“Did you reconcile with the Taoist master?” Gu Jialing asked, “How did you reconcile?”