Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Cats are creatures that are either aloof to the point of ignoring others, or clingy to the point of never leaving them. It is more or less applicable to big cats.

At least for now, Lorcan is in that clingy stage.

As I said before, orcs are much more honest than humans. Just like now, when facing Nan Qiao, Lorken would still be uncontrollably shy, so embarrassed that not only his face but also his body would turn red.

But he will not hide away. On the contrary, he will only get closer to Nan Qiao, move forward, stride forward, run towards him, and try to accept everything she gives him, whether it is a kiss, a hug, or... …something else.

Nan Qiao raised his hand to wipe away the physiological tears that had overflowed from the corners of Lorken's eyes. He patted his back with the other hand, comforting him while feeling the trembling body wrapped in strong muscles under his palm. Beautiful body.

"Kitten did a great job." Nan Qiao praised warmly, stood up and stepped aside, taking the things away.

I don't know what he bumped into during this process. He probably hit Lorken accidentally. He exclaimed and frowned slightly.

But the slight pain was not enough to make the mighty snow leopard beast look sideways. Lorken just blinked, reached out and slowly grabbed Nan Qiao's hand, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"What did I do really well?"

He pursed his lower lip lightly, and the corners of his lips were still a little bright and shiny under the light: "Is the sound too loud?"

"A bit noisy." He muttered, commenting to himself.

His voice filled the whole room just now. I didn't notice anything at the time, but now that I think about it, it's really embarrassing.

But thinking about it carefully, Lorken felt that he couldn't be blamed for this. After all, although to a certain extent, male orcs could learn on their own in some aspects. But between him and Nan Qiao, let alone being self-taught, even if he was asked to learn, he wouldn't know where to go.

Everything can only rely on instinct.

However, snow leopards are indeed relatively easily frightened animals. If Nan Qiao hadn't been controlling him, Lorken felt that he might have jumped up.

And he is always pointing fingers...

I wonder if Nan Qiao would mind this, Lorken thought, feeling a little worried.

"How could it be?" Nan Qiao held onto Lorken's sweat-wet hand without any concern, slipped her fingers into the gaps and intertwined with his, "I like it very much."

"I love it when kittens express their feelings, and I love when kittens make requests."

Nan Qiao looked at Lorken with serious eyes: "This is a matter between two people, and both of them should be satisfied."

"Don't worry about that."

"Yeah." Lorken nodded, a smile spread on his cheeks, "I understand."

After a pause, he spoke again and said honestly: "I want to hug you."

"May I?"

"Of course." He smiled softly, his eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight, and there was a glint in his eyes.

There was no time to become a nymphomaniac. The next second, Lorken felt himself falling into a soft embrace, and the light fragrance of Du Nanqiao filled the tip of his nose.

I like her so much.

Lorken nuzzled the side of Nan Qiao's neck, pressed his cheek against her warm and delicate skin, and put his hands around her shoulders, enjoying the tenderness afterwards.

The room became quiet, sleep slowly came to life, and then gradually came to his head. Lorken couldn't help but yawned, and there was a trace of water at the end of his eyes.

"Go to sleep." Nan Qiao touched his fluffy hair and smoothed it down. As he moved, the messy bed on the other side became tidy in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to sleep, he suddenly remembered something and Nan Qiao said again: "I have to go out tomorrow. It will take about a week."

"Yes." Lorken responded in a low voice, "I understand."

This is not the first time Nan Qiao has gone out, Lorken is very calm.

After all, money doesn't come with strong winds. Magicians also have to work, but they are the kind of jobs that require less work and more money. If you do it for three years, most people can't do it.

Although he was a little curious as to why he had to go out for so long this time, Lorken was too sleepy to care about it. In the chaos, he just hugged Nan Qiao and said vaguely: "I'll wait for you at home."

"Ah."

Lights out.

*

The dark skyline gradually returned to brightness, and the sun fell to the ground, dancing lightly.

"Dong dong dong..." Probably because he was afraid that the owner would not hear it, the knocking on the door was a little loud. The dull sounds were like a sudden bird song in the forest, instantly breaking the silence of the early morning.

Someone knocking on the door?

Lorken was woken up and opened his eyes. His expression was still confused, and his hand had subconsciously moved to the side. His arms scratched the sheets twice, but they didn't touch anyone.

Um? Lorken suddenly woke up, straightened his back and sat up from the bed, looking sideways at the empty seat next to him.

As for Nan Qiao, has he left so early?

But the bed was still hot. Lorken rubbed his palms on the sheets twice and frowned slightly. It shouldn't be.

He moved his ears lightly, listened carefully, and even used magic. Then he could barely hear the sound of very weak water coming from the bathroom.

It was Nan Qiao who was washing up, and she was still at home.

Lorcan was relieved.

Just to put it bluntly, Nan Qiao would always tell him before leaving in the past, how could he just leave quietly.

It was probably because Nan Qiao used soundproofing magic that he didn't hear any noise.

Generally speaking, Nan Qiao would not disturb Lorken in the morning. Because every time before she goes out, Lorcan has consumed a lot the night before and needs sleep at this time.

The most she would do is wake him up and say goodbye, in case he didn't hear it the day before and couldn't find anyone when he woke up.

Lorken obviously also thought of Nan Qiao's thoughtfulness, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of tenderness.

"Dong dong dong..." The ignored knock on the door rang again, showing his presence unwilling to be outdone.

Lorken was startled, and then he remembered that he was woken up by a knock on the door.

It's early in the morning, Vivienne?

She is the only one who likes to disturb people's dreams when she has so much free time.

Lorken put on his clothes and walked downstairs, muttering silently in his mind.

But the moment he opened the door, Lorken realized that he seemed to have guessed wrong.

The person standing at the door was not Vivienne, but a strange man.

He is about the same height as himself, tall and handsome in appearance. She was wearing a purple robe that looked very respectable at first glance. The patterns were complex and gorgeous, and even reflected tiny rays of light in the sunlight.

The badge of the Magicians Association hung on his chest, shining brightly as the sun passed by.

The man at the door was obviously stunned when he saw Lorken coming to open the door. Blinking his eyes, the smile on his lips disappeared instantly, and then he frowned, his attitude changing quite quickly.

"Who are you and why are you at Joe's house?" Allen looked at Lorcan up and down, his tone almost questioning.

Then he snorted disdainfully and raised his eyebrows sideways: "Is this the new servant hired by Qiao's family?"

"You made me wait so long to open the door. You are obviously incompetent."

Lorken looked at Allen's unkind appearance and was not angered by him. Instead, he twitched his lips, glanced at the rose in his hand, then raised his eyes and said somewhat sincerely:

"Then you may have guessed wrong."

"Sir, please introduce yourself. I am Nan Qiao's fiancé, Lorcan."

After successfully seeing Allen's expression change, Lorken smiled more sincerely.

"Good morning."