Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

The contact magic was finally severed late at night. People on both sides said good night to each other and fell into sleep almost at the same time.

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After that, Lorken devoted almost all his energy to practicing magic.

To be honest, although Lorken was a little jealous of Allen, he was just jealous indiscriminately. He would give some emotions to all the people or things around Nan Qiao.

And Nan Qiao's attitude was too obvious, so he actually never regarded Allen as a threat.

Instead of worrying about him, it would be better to worry about whether Vivienne will suddenly go crazy and target Nan Qiao. The risk factor may be even higher.

However, his presence did remind Lorcan that he needs to become better.

No matter what Allen is like, he still has the ability to be Nan Qiao's partner, unlike him.

Lorken clearly realized that he didn't have to be a big shot, but at least he needed to be able to stand alongside Nan Qiao. Instead of being like now, trapped by his strength, he had no choice but to wait for Nan Qiao at home, relying on Nan Qiao for everything.

Although, when it comes to relationships, the most important thing is Nan Qiao's liking, but he can't rely on Nan Qiao's liking for his whole life.

Nan Qiao, who is in his twenties, likes Lorken, who has almost nothing except his beauty, but will he still like Nan Qiao, who is in his thirties or forties?

And if you want to start a family, how can Nan Qiao be responsible for everything alone?

It is extremely ridiculous to think about it.

So when Nan Qiao came back from the mission, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a big snow leopard who worked so hard that he was paralyzed from exhaustion.

He was lying on the sofa, his body dozing off and on, and there was a little cute purring sound coming from his throat.

Nan Qiao frowned subconsciously and reached out to touch his big, hairy head. After making sure that he had not exceeded his physical limit, his frown slowly relaxed.

At least it counts.

But not much.

Nan Qiao poked Lorken's pink nose helplessly, with a rather angry expression.

"Meow!" Lorken was so familiar with Nan Qiao's breath that he had almost no sense of her approach. It wasn't until he was maliciously disturbed that he let out a "meow" and opened his eyes fiercely.

Of course, after seeing the person, the roar that was about to come out was immediately suppressed.

His expression changed instantly, his eyes lit up, and Lorken flew out directly.

"Meow!" Nan Qiao! You're back!

The next moment, Nan Qiao was pressed down on the sofa by an excited big cat, and the whole cat crowded over.

He looked so excited that he almost licked it.

Although Nan Qiao is not a thin type, humans are obviously unable to compare with ferocious beasts. Lorken's pounce made her fall into the big cat's thick chest hair, especially his big claws like fur boots and a He pressed her hard into his arms.

"Ahem..." Nan Qiao choked without paying attention for a moment, but he could only pet the cat he raised and could only bear this sweet trouble.

She stretched out her arms and tried her best to wrap her arms around Lorken's back, relaxed her body, and rubbed her head against his fur.

"So excited."

"Meow..." I miss you so much.

Lorken hugged Nan Qiao, the cat's eyes narrowed happily.

"Do you think I'll tire myself out like this?" Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows and said coolly.

Lorken's expression froze, and his originally excited meowing suddenly became quieter. His expression also felt a little guilty, and the hair on his face couldn't cover it up.

"Meow..." I'm just sleepy, not tired.

Lorcan quibbled.

"Does that mean that the kitten is very energetic after sleeping for so long?"

"... "

"Huh?" Nan Qiao hummed in his throat, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"I must have understood it correctly, right?"

As he said that, Nan Qiao also hooked his tail over his legs, sandwiched it between his legs, and twisted it a little harder.

"Ouch..." The sound suddenly changed.

Then, the smooth fur rubbed against the palm, and the big furry cat disappeared, turning into a man sitting astride Nan Qiao's lap.

Nan Qiao sat up from the sofa, put his arm around Lorken's waist, brought him to him, and pinched the soft flesh on his waist with ease.

The muscles tensed instantly.

"Nan Qiao, curtain!" Lorken exclaimed, his hand already subconsciously placed on Nan Qiao's shoulder.

It was still daytime, and the warm sunlight was seeping into the room through the clean and translucent large glass without any cover, and a bright warm light fell all over the floor.

The sun was just right, and it was precisely because of this that he couldn't help but lie down and fall asleep in the sun.

"Kitten, can you still care about the curtains now?"

Nan Qiao's hand on his waist spread out into palms, and the palm prints rubbed against his skin.

"Ok?"

There was another hum, Nan Qiao's eyes were fixed on him, his eyes were deep, and the rain was about to come.

Lorken couldn't help but tremble all over, and his tail that had not been retracted suddenly became furry.

"Nan Qiao..." he said slowly.

"Here you are." Nan Qiao answered casually.

He tilted his head and smiled, and lost the chance to say the rest.

Lorken's hand on Nan Qiao's shoulder slowly changed its position, moving back a little bit until he completely put his arm up and wrapped it around her slender neck.

Breathing was intertwined in disorder, the sun danced around them, and was infected by them, gradually changing from mild to hot.

Close and apart, dry lips become moisturized.

Nan Qiao held Lorken's changed face with his hands, and unconsciously rubbed his smooth skin with his fingertips.

"Kitten, aren't you tired?"

Nan Qiao smiled slightly and announced the next plot: "Then I'll leave it to you."

what?

"Nan Qiao..." Lorken blinked and bit his lip gently.

He did not want.

Nan Qiao just raised his eyes at this and rejected it neither salty nor blandly: "It's useless to act coquettishly."

"Or forget it."

"It's your choice."

After a few seconds of silent stalemate, Lorken had no choice but to lie down under her gaze.

How could it be possible to stop at this point.

It's so uncomfortable.

How could he be punished like this?

Lorken complained, and because Nan Qiao was watching with cold eyes, he could only comfort himself.

But after all, he was still embarrassed. Lorken turned his head and looked at the back of the sofa, his eyes wandering, not daring to meet Nan Qiao's gaze.

In order to get light, the sofa is facing the window. At the moment, the place is surrounded by light from all directions.

Sunlight is the best filter. Under its modification, the graceful and powerful muscles are like a jade-white sculpture, with flawless luster. Whether it is white or pink, they are all exceptionally beautiful.

Nan Qiao squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the scenery in the sun.

"Nan Qiao..."

His wet hands clasped Nan Qiao's wrist, his fingertips still trembling a little.

Lorken turned his face and was so stimulated by the sunlight that he couldn't open his eyes:

"All right."