Quickly wear: I am looking for my owner in the human world

Anxious to know the answer to the question, Wen Lang arrived at the bedroom door, but he was no longer so anxious.

Instead, he went to take a bath in the next room first, waiting for the water to wash away those troubled thoughts.

When he pushed the door open again, he could no longer see anything strange.

The calm lasted only a short time.

As soon as the door opened and he saw the person on the bed, Wen Lang's heartbeat skipped another beat.

At the same time, his expression changed to one of forbearance mixed with pleasure and pain.

Xuan Wei was lying on his side on the bed. When he saw someone coming, he propped up his upper body on his elbows, raised his eyelids and looked over lazily. His tail was still wagging behind him, giving him a casual and seductive look.

If her eyes weren't too light, she would have been a beautiful fairy running out of the painting.

The dull soreness on his wrist still reminded Wen Lang of the sweet torture he would face if he walked over.

But he only paused for a moment and then walked to the bed as usual.

Xuan Wei raised her lower lip, "Are you done celebrating?"

Wen Lang nodded.

If there are no unnecessary words, just take off your shoes, get on the bed, get close, and reach out as you did a few days ago——

Start the massage.

...that's right.

Just massage.

What to eat meat.

What a fight.

nonexistent.

There are no free cats in the world.

Want to pet a cat?

Okay, if I don't tell you to stop, don't even think about stopping.

And don’t even think about doing anything else except petting cats.

If it's really just a simple cat, forget it.

But the delicate touch under the hand clearly shows one fact:

The warm and fragrant nephrite was right in front of him. He could see, touch, and hold it, but he couldn't eat it.

You know how much Wen Lang has been suffering these past few days.

The terrible thing is that this little thing obviously saw his joke, fell asleep as soon as he felt comfortable, and left him alone.

After taking cold showers for several nights, it was surprising that his complexion looked better during the day.

So today he deliberately kept some distance.

Before she launches into one of those irritating meows, take the opportunity to ask a question.

"Xiao Zi said that you told him that he and I had the same birthday." Wen Lang paused slightly, "How did you know?"

Xuan Wei seemed to expect that he would ask, lying on the bed and humming lazily: "The password of Wen Tao's laboratory."

It was a sentence without beginning or end, but Wen Lang understood it immediately.

When they went to the M City base before, they had to enter a six-digit password to enter Wen Tao's living laboratory, with a total of three opportunities.

The first two times he entered were Wen Tao's and his own birthdays, including the last two digits of the year.

At that time, Xuan Wei was still a cat, so she squatted on his shoulder and saw it.

Later, when he was at the temple, he mentioned to her that Wen Tao was four years older than him.

So with a little guesswork, she could guess the meaning of those two strings of numbers.

He just didn't expect that Xuan Wei could remember it with just one glance.

Wen Lang was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then do you know what the last string of correct passwords represents?"

It sounded like a question, but there wasn't much doubt in the tone.

Xuan Wei indeed guessed, "The day you entered the organization?"

Wen Lang didn't respond and acquiesced.

That's why she said before that maybe Wen Tao didn't want to leave the organization like he did.

And he did not deny this possibility.

He didn't know if mentioning these unhappy things made him feel depressed.

Wen Lang felt that the air around him seemed to be stuffy.

The anger that was washed away in the shower is coming back bit by bit.

He tugged at the collar of his pajamas irritably, and his movements inadvertently became heavier.

Xuan Wei was caught off guard and let out a cry, which made Wen Lang feel even more hot.

Before Xuan Wei raised his head to denounce him, Wen Lang suddenly lowered his body to preemptively ask, "Where is my gift?"

Xuan Wei looked into his dark eyes and realized that something was not right in the atmosphere, "What gift?"

Wen Lang looked at her closely, "The kids made me cakes and noodles, how about you?"

He pinched her cat ears and said with a hint of threat in every word, "The person who knew it first didn't prepare a birthday gift for me?"

birthday present?

Xuan Wei was startled.

She really hadn't thought about preparing any special gifts.

In her opinion, special gifts are prepared based on a certain relationship and position.

For example, the master Qingyuan, the friend Jiu Xian, and even the pet Qingtou.

But this person in front of me.

Who is he to himself?

What position does she take in giving gifts?

Xuan Wei suddenly and inappropriately remembered that, to be serious, she had given "him" a birthday gift.

In the first world, the Zheng's equity transfer document she prepared coincided with Chu Chi's birthday. She thought it could be given as a gift, but because of the accident, she was unable to hand it over to him in person.

She didn't know at that time that she would follow him to other worlds one after another in order to explore his true identity.

So the idea is very simple: he is the destined person she met on her first training mission, and he can be regarded as a mutually beneficial partner. Giving him a gift before she leaves is regarded as a gift for meeting each other.

But now, she can no longer define it so simply.

Xuan Wei didn't answer for a while. Wen Lang noticed that she was distracted, and even had the illusion that she was looking at someone else through him. The frustration and frustration accumulated over the past few days reached its peak in an instant.

Her ears hurt, and Xuan Wei came back to her senses and found that the ink in Wen Lang's eyes was so thick that it seemed like it was about to engulf her.

She blinked, suddenly smiled, and asked him: "Then what gift do you want?"

The amber cat eyes were so clear under the light that Wen Lang could see his own reflection in them.

Wen Lang knew that sometimes being too clean was a danger.

Just like the clearest water cannot survive fish, the whitest snow will seal everything.

But the more this happened, the more he wanted to fall in.

Even if the water is dyed red with his blood and the snow melts inside his body.He wished they could be fused together and cast together so that they could no longer leave or betray.

Wen Lang was already aware of the strangeness in his body, but he had no time to think too much. He could only stare at the person under him with burning eyes, with the excitement and impulse of a ferocious beast pouncing on food.

"You." He said, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "I want you."

Xuan Wei laughed again.

In fact, every generation of beast gods has a very open mind to the word lust.

Yes, love and desire are two different things in the eyes of the beast god.

Maybe I have seen too many male and female attractions and reproduction, and many generations of beast gods have been famously romantic in the divine domain.

Compared with her romantic predecessors, Xuan Wei, who was born with a weak sexual desire, was like a strange flower.

Even if I tasted desire this time because of the body itself, my first reaction was not to relieve it in the most direct way.

This was the first time someone dared to make such a request for sexual intercourse in front of her.

She didn't feel offended at all, just fresh.

"You can try." Xuan Wei looked at him and raised his eyebrows, the smile in his eyes was not genuine, with a hint of provocation.

The beast of desire cannot withstand provocation.

Wen Lang suddenly felt the boiling blood somewhere rush into his mind, burning away the few sanity he had at the moment.

He lowered his head suddenly, grabbed her chin and kissed her red lips.