Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

It's your turn.

Lorken's crimson lips opened, and he gasped for breath. His eyes flashed slightly, and he silently signaled to Nan Qiao.

But Nan Qiao didn't do what he wanted. Instead, he shook his head: "Although the kitten is not tired, I am really tired after a long journey."

So?

Lorken blinked slowly, a little confused.

"So, I need to rest."

"Looks like the kitten needs to fend for herself."

After a slight pause, Nan Qiao uttered two more words, "Everything."

"Nan Qiao, I..."

After a delay of two seconds, Lorken realized what Nan Qiao meant and subconsciously refused.

It's obvious that Nan Qiao is already here, why does he still have to contribute on his own? Lorcan felt this was wrong.

Nan Qiao had already changed his posture, leaning back on the sofa in a relaxed manner. He even took his hands back and folded his hands lazily around his chest.

It's clear that I don't want to do it myself.

"What did you do in the previous contact..." Nan Qiao raised his eyelids, "Now, repeat."

Commands are spoken concisely and concisely.

Nan Qiao was sitting with her backlit. Lorken squinted his eyes and looked at her. Unfortunately, the light was shining and everything was blurry. He couldn't see her expression clearly at all.

You can't see what's nearby, but the vast expanse of white snow outside the window, as well as the green pines hanging with snow in the distance, all fall into your eyes.

"Nan Qiao..."

Nan Qiao also opened his mouth: "Lorken."

The tone was slightly serious.

"Okay." He pursed his lips, and Lorken was finally defeated.

Due to the light, Lorken couldn't see Nan Qiao clearly, but Nan Qiao could see everything about him.

From bottom to top, straight and powerful legs, beautifully defined abdominal muscles, and chest that rises and falls with breathing...

Nan Qiao's breathing paused imperceptibly, and then he raised his eyes, and finally his eyes fell on his face.

The eyebrows were lightly knitted, the eyelashes were trembling slightly, the thin beads of sweat on the tip of the nose were swaying slightly, and the eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist at some point, making them moist and crystal clear.

On the slightly thin cherry-pink lips, there are still teeth marks that Lorken bit unconsciously, which seem to be absent.

"Nan Qiao...Nan Qiao...Nan..."

I don't know whether he did it intentionally or not, but he murmured in his mouth, mixed with the vague sound of water, all of which were Nan Qiao's name, one after another.

Nan Qiao's eyes darkened a bit when Lorken called him, and his breathing became a little heavy. But her patience was no worse than that of cats. In the end, she just narrowed her eyes slightly and didn't give any other reaction.

Tears gradually continued to rise in his eyes, swaying, and were about to fall.

"Lorcan."

Nan Qiao called to stop.

Lorken was startled, his mouth slightly opened, and he was at a loss for a while, not understanding.

Nan Qiao repeated it again, his tone not allowing for objection.

"Ha..." Lorken took a deep breath, breathing so hard that his chest was shaking.

But Lorken is an obedient kitten and will never go against Nan Qiao's wishes.

and so--

"it is good."

The room was quiet, as if time had stopped at this moment. Only the breathing of two people slightly disturbed the silence.

Lorken's eyes were distracted and he stared blankly at the ceiling.

Nan Qiao looked at Lorken quietly, his posture unchanged, and the only movement was his fingertips tapping his palms regularly, listening to Lorken's breathing gradually return to normal.

Only then did Nan Qiao speak again, lowering his voice and saying something.

what!

Lorken's thoughts went blank for a moment, his neck twisted stiffly, and he looked at Nan Qiao in disbelief.

Nan Qiao said in a calm tone: "Kitty cat, I don't need to repeat this sentence a second time."

Lorken bit his lip and tried to keep his voice steady: "...Yes."

Nan Qiao's slightly cold voice continued to echo in the room.

While speaking, she casually crossed her legs, her posture becoming more and more relaxed.

...

Lorcan felt like he was going crazy.

But Nan Qiao knew him so well that he simply couldn't escape her control.

She didn't even need to do anything, she just needed to raise her eyes to look at him casually, and she knew what she should say next.

Emotionally confused, Lorken bit his tail subconsciously.

The tail of the snow leopard can have a very soothing effect, but at the moment, it is obviously difficult to use it.

"Nan Qiao..."

"I was wrong, spare... spare me... okay..."

Lorken finally couldn't bear it anymore, his tail dropped to the ground, and he opened his mouth to beg Nan Qiao for mercy.

Tears rolled down, like small pearls, jumping out of the eyes. Then rolled it onto the sofa surface, leaving dark water stains on the light-colored fabric.

"Why do you have to admit your mistake? What did Xiaomao do wrong?" Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows with a confused expression.

"I shouldn't... I shouldn't have practiced for so long..." Lorken admitted his mistake, "Nan Qiao... I was wrong..."

"How could it be?" Nan Qiao smiled softly, "Kittens are smart."

"I set a maximum limit for the kitten, so the kitten has to practice to the maximum level every day without giving up. It's very good."

At this level, it really wouldn't hurt anyone for a day or two, but he wasn't allowed to use it like this, and it was still when she was away.

Oh, by the way, the surrounding area is still deserted. The only Vivienne probably couldn't fix the damage caused by magic.

Lorken could not refute Nan Qiao's words.

"Nan Qiao, I was wrong, and I will never do it again in the future."

Lorken looked at Nan Qiao at a loss. He wanted to hug her but didn't dare to, and tears were falling down.

"Okay." Nan Qiao sighed, unable to be cruel to him.

He took the initiative to open his arms and said, "Come here."

Lorken's eyes widened, and he threw himself into Nan Qiao's arms, ignoring his limp body, and hugged her tightly with both arms.

"Nan Qiao!"

Lorken rubbed his head against Nan Qiao like a big fluffy cat.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Nan Qiao hugged him, gently patted his damp back, and asked in a soft voice.

"It's so uncomfortable..." Lorken said, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Nan Qiao's shoulder, accusing in a hoarse voice, "Ignore you not helping me all the time, and you are still hanging on me. It's too much."

Not to mention the aggrieved voice.

"Didn't you say you weren't tired?" Nan Qiao chuckled, "How come you can't bear it so quickly?"

"You know I was lying..." Lorken muttered softly.

"Then this is my fault?"

"No!" Lorken pursed his lips and paused for two seconds, "It's my fault."

"Nan Qiao..." After Lorken finished speaking, he raised his head and called Nan Qiao again, his tone was a bit long and coquettish.

"I still feel uncomfortable..."

Nan Qiao raised her eyebrows, her eyes moving: "Change the subject?"

Lorken said nothing and looked at Nan Qiao with a red face.

Nan Qiao curled her lips.

After that, the lips came closer again without knowing when.