Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 23

At seven o’clock in the morning, Su Mingan made breakfast, went in front of his daughter’s room and listened. It was quiet inside, so she must still be sleeping.

Tang Shiwei changed her clothes and came out of the master bedroom. Seeing him sticking to his daughter’s door like a gecko, she said helplessly, “She won’t wake up until nine o’clock.”

Su Mingan also smiled wryly.

Since the end of the high school entrance examination, his daughter resumed the routine of going to bed early and waking up late. Not to mention, sometimes seeing his daughter sleep so soundly, he would feel sleepy and rarely suffer from insomnia.

Half an hour later, the couple warmed up their daughter’s meal, left a note, and went to work together.

No matter how bright and dazzling the summer sun was, it couldn’t penetrate the light blue curtains in the bedroom.

On the two-meter big bed, Su Miaomiao slept soundly with a pillow on her head and a pillow in her arms.

The white phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

That phone was the latest model that year, and it was also a gift from Su Mingan to his daughter for her graduation.

Su Miaomiao was awakened by the ringtone, turned over twice, and waited until the phone returned to silence, just as she relaxed her brows, the ringtone came again.

Su Miaomiao had no choice but to throw away the pillow and reached out to fumble for the phone. The bedroom was pitch black, and the light from the phone screen made Su Miaomiao close her eyes.

The phone was connected, and Cheng Yue’s energetic voice came from inside, “Miao Miao, have you woken up yet?”

Miaomiao hummed vaguely.

Cheng Yue: “It’s already eight o’clock, and you are still sleeping?! Did you forget that you have to come to my house to watch a movie later?”

Su Miaomiao rubbed her eyes, “I remember, you said that auntie will make us fried fish balls.”

Cheng Yue: “You just know how to eat, all right, get up quickly. We have to start watching the movie at nine o’clock, so don’t be late!”

Su Miaomiao: “Okay.”

Cheng Yue: “By the way, don’t forget to call Xie Jingyuan! We are six good friends, and everyone needs to be here!”

The call finally ended. Su Miaomiao’s drowsiness was completely driven away by Cheng Yue. She yawned and sat up in a daze for a while, then she walked to the bed and opened the curtains.

The sun was shining brightly, and there were people walking up and down downstairs.

Su Miaomiao stretched her waist and went for a stroll outside first.

Her parents really left, and on her breakfast there was a note. She was asked to call her parents as soon as she woke up.

Su Miaomiao called them and went to wash her face.

Breakfast was seafood porridge and steamed buns. Su Miaomiao was full. She went back to her room and picked out a white dress from the closet. Her hair was tied in a bun, which was the simplest and what she was very good at.

After everything was ready, Su Miaomiao set off with her phone, closed the door of her own room, and knocked on the door of 302 opposite.

Not long after, familiar footsteps came from inside.

Xie Jingyuan opened the door, as if he knew it was her, he looked over indifferently, without any surprise.

Su Miaomiao looked inside and asked, “Where’s grandma?”

Xie Jingyuan: “Went shopping.”

Su Miaomiao: “Oh, then did you tell her that we are going to watch a movie at Cheng Yue’s house today?”

Xie Jingyuan: “I told her, are we going to leave now?”

Su Miaomiao nodded.

Xie Jingyuan’s cell phone was in his pocket. He had nothing else to take, so he came out after closing the door, and walked downstairs with Su Miaomiao.

When going down the stairs, Su Miaomiao liked to walk up and down two steps at a time, bouncing up and down, revealing two fair and straight calves under her knee-length skirt.

Fifteen-year-old Su Miaomiao ate and slept well every day, and had grown to 1.6 meters.

Her figure looked slender and petite, but she was not that morbidly thin. During jumping, her well-proportioned calves had a sense of strength, smooth and round.

Xie Jingyuan was two steps behind and followed her unhurriedly.

After walking out of the corridor, the two came side by side again.

“I really don’t know what’s so good about that movie. It’s better to watch cartoons,” Su Miaomiao muttered softly.

She liked to bask in the sun in spring, autumn and winter.

Xie Jingyuan glanced at her, “You still want to go even if you’re not interested?”

Su Miaomiao smiled, “I’m not going there to watch a movie, I’m going there for the fried fish balls Cheng Yue’s mother will make.”

Her eyes lit up at the mention of fried fish balls.

Xie Jingyuan thought of the few holidays in middle school. Cheng Yue’s mother always liked to invite him and Su Miaomiao to accompany Cheng Yue to do holiday homework there.

He would refuse every time, but after Su Miaomiao tried Cheng Yue’s mother’s fried fish balls once, she insisted on dragging him and then he sat by the window alone, watching her eat fried fish balls with relish, while explaining some difficult problems to Cheng Yue.

She was a cat with poor patience, and she would only give lectures to her classmates when she was tempted by delicious food that suited her appetite. Otherwise, she would race against time and use her spare time to sleep.