cat on the island

The petite and light-framed boy is really like a cat, but he is much more well-behaved than the soft and young kitten whose claws are not sharp but still have to meow to break free from its owner.

He was hugged by a completely unfamiliar man, and he didn't resist, but leaned on the man obediently, lazily lowering his eyelashes, pinching the hem of Zong Jue's shirt with his soft fingers, looking for fun.

Zong Jue looked at him, his heart softened.

Zhou Renbai was lying on the back seat of Zongjue's luxury car. He was not tall, so he could use this posture.He folded his arms and lay on Zongjue's lap, with his cheeks pressed against his arms, slightly deformed, looking very cute.He stared at Zong Jue, blinking occasionally, like a kitten with a beautiful butterfly resting on the tip of his nose and not daring to move.

There was a smile under Zong Jue's lips, and his eyes were so soft that it was terrifying.

After pausing for a long time on Zhou Renbai's face, his gaze went down.

Although Zhou Renbai was not tall, he had a slender waist and long legs. He was lying on his stomach, which made his buttocks stick out.

He took off his two suit jackets because of the high temperature inside the car. He only wore a large shirt. The soft fabric clearly outlined the boy's waistline. sunken...

"Well……"

Zong Jue suddenly came back to his senses, he grabbed Zhou Renbai's soft hand.

The innocent teenager looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Renbai thought, this person is very strange.

Sometimes the little thing between his legs will stand up by itself, but as long as you touch it, it will be fine soon.

And the process, although it feels strange, is very comfortable.

Does he not like it?

Zong Jue closed his eyes and adjusted his sitting posture.The slender fingers gently ran down the boy's soft hair.

"Good, go to sleep."

Zhou Renbai closed his eyes.

The right temperature, just the right touch and shaking, can easily make him drowsy.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

His dream was a beautiful and unreal paradise of pleasure, but he seemed to linger in it only for a moment.

He woke up.

He turned his face slightly, judging from the bright moonlight coming in from the window that it was already late at night.But the original owner of this bed was not there.

He sat up, and the large dark blue pajamas slid down to his shoulders, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small piece of skin on his chest.

His face bears the indentations of a deep sleep.With the help of the dim night light at the bedside, Zhou Renbai got off the bed, wearing slippers that made his walking a little unsteady, staggered, and staggered towards the door.

The sleeves that were too long slipped down, and there was room to hide the entire hand.

He lifted up his sleeves clumsily, exposing his fingertips, and just as he put them on the doorknob, he found that the doorknob was moved.

He retreated reflexively, but tripped over his trouser legs and sat down on the plush carpet.

He was thrown a little dazed.

He looked up at Zong Jue foolishly, his eyes were not wet, and he didn't show grievance or pain, but Zong Jue just felt that his cat was looking at him pitifully, wanting his apology and comfort.

Of course Zong Jue satisfied him.

There was still a cool vapor on his body, his short hair was a little disheveled, and water droplets leaked from the ends of his hair.

"My cat—" blurted out the title that had been in his mind for a long time, Zong Jue immediately squatted down, rubbed Zhou Renbai's head, and pressed his head down a little with some force .

"Sorry, did you hurt from the fall?"

His fingers rested on the boy's slightly pointed chin, making the boy who wanted to turn his face away to avoid it could only look at him.

Zhou Ren's pale pink lips parted and closed slightly, and the bright red tip of his tongue loomed -- from his mouth, he let out a soft, "meow?"

Zong Jue's hand shook violently like a cramp.

He closed his eyes, paused for a while before opening them again, and said seriously, "Renbai, does it hurt?"

Zhou Renbai shook his head, then lazily lowered his eyelashes, looking a little sleepy.

Zong Jue hugged him, picked him up horizontally, and put him on the bed.

He picked up a towel and covered his hair to keep the water from dripping.Then covered Zhou Renbai with a quilt, let him curl up beside her, and gently patted Zhou Renbai's back.The young man's soft breath landed on the exposed skin of his waist and abdomen, and it was a little itchy——

His Adam's apple rolled slightly.

After confirming that the boy was asleep, he carefully lifted the quilt, closed the door again and left the room, walked into the bathroom, and poured cold water on his face.

Zongjue slept soundly in a small ball curled up beside him.Early the next morning, he opened his eyes, thought for a while, took out his phone and explained a few words, then hugged his little boy again and fell asleep again.

So Zong Jue, who had just returned to China and was about to take over the family business, sent a text message an hour before the handover meeting to say that he was quitting and that his brother should take over——

And he turned off his mobile phone, and slept comfortably with his teenager until ten o'clock sharp.

Something soft poked on his cheek.Zong Jue opened his eyes, and there was a thin white finger in front of him.

Zhou Renbai was lying on his side beside him, his short hair was soft and fluffy, and there was still a light pink indentation on his cheek, and he was poking his face expressionlessly.

Saw him open his eyes.The young man suddenly stopped, then silently withdrew his hand, turned around, and turned his back to Zong Jue.The white and slender back of the neck is bare.

As if he felt guilty for what he had done.

Zong Jue burst out laughing, propped himself up, and rubbed his chin against the side of the boy's neck.The voice of a man with a husky is mature and sexy.

"Renbai, in the morning..."

He looked at the bright sunshine, and changed his words calmly, "...Good afternoon. Did you sleep well last night? Are you hungry?"

Zhou Renbai moved, and pushed him away timidly.Then he sat up and seemed to realize that he was hungry.

Zong Jue saw the grievance.

He sat up, "I'm going to prepare breakfast, and you can wash yourself—put on my clothes for now, and I'll take you out to buy new ones in the afternoon."

Zhou Renbai paused and shook his head.

Zong Jue thought for a while, "Don't want to go out?"

"Ah."

The delicate and soft voice made Zong Jue's spine numb.

"Okay. Then I'll measure you after dinner."

Zong Jue got out of bed, took off his pajamas not far away, and changed into loose and comfortable home clothes.

Zong Jue left for a long time, Zhou Renbai was still sitting on the bed.

He tilted his head slightly, still immersed in the magnificent scenery in his dream.

After a while, he got out of bed slowly, took off his pajamas, picked up the head of the bed, put on Zong Jue's clothes, went into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth to dry himself.

After going downstairs, he found Zong Jue standing alone in the semi-open kitchen, holding his mobile phone in one hand and weighing the pot in the other. He looked fresh at first glance, but the few dishes that were put out looked pretty good.

Zhou Renbai showed his first smile since seeing Zong Jue.

Behind Zong Jue.

There is a small dimple at the corner of his mouth, sweet and intoxicating.

The author has something to say:

My friends said that I was a pathological and dark text when I saw my character design——I don’t.