I'm stealing the male god's cat every day

Of course, the matter of milk tea has to be confessed, but how to confess has become a problem.

Seeing that Xia Fengqiao was looking down at the phone, he secretly took out his own phone from his pocket and began to seek help from the military adviser.

【Mingming, are you stupid?There's nothing to be frank about this matter. If you two live together, everything will be settled. 】

Yes... yes.

Ruan Ming was stunned.

If he and Xia Fengqiao lived together, then Milk Tea would not have a chance to escape from prison. Wouldn't this matter be perfectly resolved?

After imagining this scene, Ruan Ming couldn't help but start to feel excited again.

They have been sleeping together for several days in a row. If they propose to live together now, Xia Fengqiao probably won't refuse.

"..."

Just as Ruan Ming was about to speak, he felt the phone vibrate continuously.

Just by looking at this vibration frequency, you can feel how anxious the person on the other side of the phone is.

Ruan Ming clicked on WeChat, and saw a round red circle hanging on Shan Ting's message box, and the number on it was still increasing.

【Little yellow dog breaks down and cries.jpg】

[Ah ah ah!help me! 】

【My life or death tonight depends entirely on you! 】

[? ? ? 】Ruan Ming was taken aback by his series of crying complaints, he really thought something serious happened, 【Speak slowly, what happened? 】

[It's so fucking perverted!Tell me, cooking failed!Even the pot is broken, so you have to go out to eat? ! 】

Looking at the long list of accusations on the opposite side, Ruan Ming gave a consoling hum, motioning for Shan Ting to continue.

[Do you know how my family reacted? !Without saying a word, he directly asked people to buy a lot of pots again, saying that I could make them with great effort. 】

【He is sitting at the door of the kitchen and staring at me cooking!He also said that if he didn't make something edible today, he would starve with me. 】

【Do you think it makes sense?Is this how normal people should think? ! 】

【…】

Ruan Ming was silent.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally said something quietly.

【Did you make him angry? 】

According to common sense, no one would force a boyfriend to learn to cook in such a rude way.

Half a minute after Ruan Ming sent this message, Shan Ting belatedly sent a series of ellipsis.

【…】

Ruan Ming understood immediately.

[Why don't you act like a baby?Maybe he will let you go if he is soft-hearted. 】

[It's useless!The ultimatum has come down, and it is agreed that three dishes and one soup will be cooked a few times tonight.I still want to get up tomorrow, I can't admit defeat! 】

【! ! ! 】

Ruan Ming was stunned for a moment, and the tips of his ears turned red instantly.

He felt that Shan Ting once again challenged his world view.

Is this... a little too unrestrained?

【Then...then you go for it. 】

This sentence really lacked the slightest strength, and the person on the other side quickly became dissatisfied.

A voice was sent, and it directly resounded throughout the quiet living room.

"Cheering is useless! Brother, please tell me your successful experience today! Don't ask for more delicious food, just ask me not to □□, thank you!"

Holy shit! !

Ruan Ming accidentally clicked on the voice, and he was almost out of his body in fright.

The mobile phone that was originally held high slammed into his face.

Ruan Ming covered his nose reflexively, and tears immediately glistened in his eyes.

It hurts!

The phone fell from the sofa and landed on the carpet without making a sound.

"..."

Xia Fengqiao bent down and picked up the phone from the ground.

The phone screen was still on, and he didn't even look at it, the conversations were reflected in his eyes.

He thought that Ruan Ming was seeking advice from his military advisor of the Xiao family, but in the end...

"Lying on my lap, and chatting so happily with other boys?"

Ruan Ming sensitively sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he shrank silently, and explained with a guilty conscience.

"I just met today. In the vegetable market this morning, he bought the vegetables for me."

Looking at Xia Fengqiao's gradually narrowing eyes, Ruan Ming didn't know where his desire to survive came from.

"Oh! He has a boyfriend! His boyfriend also asked him to cook, and we just... just exchanged the secrets of cooking."

Xia Fengqiao nodded thoughtfully.

Ruan Ming was so honest that Xia Fengqiao couldn't bear to be honest.

But he was planning to catch rape for a long time, but he caught loneliness like this, Xia Fengqiao still felt a little bit dissatisfied in his heart.

The scum under a certain gentleman's shell couldn't help turning up.

Such a good handle is handed over, I feel sorry for myself if I don't take the opportunity to bully Xiao Niangao.

Xia Fengqiao leaned down slightly, his lips were almost close to Ruan Ming's ear.

"Then, did you share the secret of being..."

"!!!" Ruan Ming's innocent ear turned red instantly.

His shameful head was about to smoke: "No... I didn't!"

There seemed to be a deep whirlpool hidden in Xia Fengqiao's dark pupils.

Ruan Ming's heart was beating wildly, and various thoughts flashed through his mind one after another.

Xia Fengqiao's eyes were getting closer and closer, and Ruan Ming's nervous fingertips were trembling.

For some reason, the message from Shan Ting reappeared in his mind.

Do as many times as you want...

A sentence slipped out of his mouth suddenly.

"I made three dishes and one soup today, and you...you ate them too."

Xia Fengqiao's pupils shrank slightly, and a smile flashed across him almost uncontrollably.

The soft lips rubbed against the tip of the tongue.

Xia Fengqiao's voice was filled with a light smile, which made people's heart itch: "You did such a good job in cooking for the first time, so I decided to reward you well."

"Three dishes and one soup, how many times do you think it is better to reward?"

The phone was just thrown on the coffee table.

The person on the opposite side was still crackling and sending messages, but he was destined not to get a reply.

After a while, after answering the phone at the door, he returned to the kitchen door and sat down again.

"..."

Although the man at the door was only wearing a comfortable home coat, he still exuded a powerful aura.

The kitchen was in such a mess, it felt as if someone had just bombed it with a drug bag.

In order to prevent the pot from being burned again, a pile of brand-new pots are placed on the ground next to the desk, ready for use at any time.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at the young man standing in front of the desk who was concentrating on typing with his head down. He put down the document in his hand and walked over.

[Brother!Where are you? ! 】

[Did you just abandon me? ! 】

[What about joint practice and common progress?You should share your cooking experience with me! 】

[Ah ah ah!You reckless bastard!I want to block you! 】

Rows of messages popped up from the boy's mobile phone, and the eyes of the man behind him became deeper and deeper.

In the next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

Halfway through typing Shan Ting, the typing tool suddenly disappeared from his hand.He froze for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, meeting a pair of sharp eyes.

"I see that you spend all your time here complaining about other people's abandonment. Tonight's dish...you don't need to do it."

The man's eyes were slightly bent, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile: "Why don't we go directly to the punishment project."

"Three dishes and one soup, do the math... How many times do you have tonight?"

Shan Ting swallowed slowly, and he took a step back reflexively: "No, listen to my explanation..."

He said so in his mouth, but he was clear in his heart: If this man can listen to the explanation, he is a ghost!

The young man jumped three feet high and was about to flee in the direction of the door.

It's a pity that the kitchen is only a few miles around, and the man blocked his way as soon as he stretched out his hand.

There was a moment of dizziness in front of him, and before Shan Ting could react, his stomach had already pushed against his hard shoulders.

He kicked his calf and struggled to jump down.

A hand patted on the heel of his leg, and the man's calm voice finally brought a little smile.

"If you stay still now, I can still consider taking it easy."

The person on the shoulder froze immediately, he didn't dare to move, but his mouth didn't stop.

"You are so called to grow up! Learning to cook has to be a process, how can you force people to learn like you?!"

The man didn't stop at all: "That's not what you said when you drove the nanny away yesterday."

Dizzy again, Shan Ting climbed up from the thick duvet in a daze.

"If you make a mistake, you have to bear the consequences yourself." The man loosened the button of his collar: "Tell me, what posture do you want to use?"

Early the next morning, the alarm clock rang on the bedside for half a minute before Ruan Ming opened half of his eyes with difficulty.

"That switch is on the back... the orange button."

Thin white wrists protruded from the fluffy flannel quilt cover, and the boy's soft voice was mixed with the piercing alarm clock, almost inaudible.

"Huh?" Xia Fengqiao moved closer to Ruan Ming's lips.

A sleepy voice sounded beside my ears: "Just... the orange one!"

Why are you still angry.

Xia Fengqiao's brows and eyes couldn't help but bend, and he just thought that Ruan Ming's waking up was quite cute.

Following the direction of Ruan Ming's finger, Xia Fengqiao finally turned off the alarm clock successfully.

The world returned to tranquility, and Ruan Ming started to fight eyelids again.

I'm very tired, I don't want to think, I still want to sleep...

The half eye that had just been opened slowly closed again, and Ruan Ming's breath quickly became long and long.

Xia Fengqiao lightly lifted the quilt, fumbled and stepped on the slippers beside the bed.

In winter, it gets dark early and bright late.It was almost eight o'clock, and it was still dark outside.

The exposed half of the wrist was grabbed and stuffed into the soft blanket.

Ruan Ming was kissed on the forehead in a daze.He moved unconsciously, and his arm touched a piece of soft fur.

It's milk tea.

Ruan Ming rubbed against the kitten in his arms, and closed his eyes contentedly.

It's also amazing to say that last night, it was already a mess and eight vegetarians. Ruan Ming still remembered that the little cat was locked up at home alone.

He was carried into the bathroom in a daze, and then stuffed into the quilt, still muttering in his mouth.

"Hurry up and go back to accompany the milk tea. The weather is so cold now, what a pitiful kitten it is."

"..." Xia Fengqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't help feeling jealous again.

Sure enough, this little cat is the main palace, right?

It's all like this, but I can still urge him to go back to accompany the cat, how much I like it...

Under Ruan Ming's relentless urging, Xia Fengqiao had no choice but to open the door and go home, picked up the poor kitten, and stuffed it directly into Ruan Ming's quilt.

Now Ruan Ming and the cat stopped, they all nestled in his arms, and fell asleep obediently.

The two of them and the cat slept peacefully all night.Of course, the milk tea kitty still occupies the best position, hugging left and right, very happy.

When Ruan Ming woke up, it was already dawn.

I don't know if it's winter, and even the little cat who was responsible for waking up every day has started to sleep late.

Ruan Ming rubbed his empty stomach and got up from the bed in a daze.

Looking up, a light yellow note was pasted on the head of the bed, still in strong and powerful font.

[The kitchen has cooked porridge, remember to drink it. 】

Ruan Ming touched the edge of the note unconsciously with his fingertips, and Ruan Ming involuntarily pursed his lips and smiled.He fell back into the soft flannel and rubbed happily.

It didn't take long for Ruan Ming to experience this sweet feeling of happiness before he began to feel the pain behind this happiness.

Ruan Ming held the porridge and tossed it over and over for a while.

It's uncomfortable anyway.

Sitting is uncomfortable, and standing is even more uncomfortable.

Ruan Ming began to doubt life, and even the soft porridge in his mouth was not so delicious.

He even began to doubt whether his idea of ​​wanting to live together was correct. If he really slept together every day, it would be too much, right?

After eating and feeding the cat, Ruan Ming received a sweet greeting from his boyfriend.

Xia Fengqiao sent him a photo of the classroom, which was taken standing on the podium.

The students probably didn't expect the role of Mr. Xia's picture, and all of them sat upright, for fear of being taken seriously in the picture.

A message follows the image.

【have you woken up? 】

Is this... is it reporting the itinerary for him?Or is Teacher Xia using this method to show weakness and coax others?

Ruan Ming leaned on the sofa, although he still complained a little in his heart, but the expression on his face betrayed him.

He puffed his lips slightly, but there was an irrepressible smile on the corner of his lips.

Anyway, no matter what it is, he feels very happy.

Ruan Ming didn't directly reply to this message. He called up the finger-painting software on his phone, quickly touched a simple Q-version comic, and sent it.

On the other side, Teacher Xia, who just finished a class, was standing on the podium to pack her things.

The black screen of the phone suddenly turned on, and a message popped up.

Xia Fengqiao paused slightly for packing his things, and a smile flashed across his eyes, as if the ice had melted instantly.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a boy with a rabbit ear headband hugs his shoulders and sits cross-legged next to a tree trunk.His eyebrows were erected, and the corners of his lips were slightly downward, and he looked very angry.

Beside him, a man with wolf ears squatted aside, seeming to be patting his shoulder, trying to coax him.

"..." The corners of Xia Fengqiao's mouth curled up unconsciously.

He was about to raise his hand to type when his phone vibrated again.

New pictures have been sent.

This time, the man with wolf ears squatted under the tree, holding his head with his eyes closed, looking pitiful.

And the boy with rabbit ears wielded a wooden hammer, "bang bang bang" knocking him on the head.

Seeing Ruan Xiaotu venting his anger with a non-threatening small wooden hammer in the comic, Xia Fengqiao finally couldn't help it.

How could he have picked up such a cute boyfriend, so cute even when he was angry.

Thinking of his own bad behavior last night, the smile in Xia Fengqiao's eyes deepened.

He moved his fingers slightly, and sincerely admitted his mistake.

[Sorry, I was wrong. 】

Another few minutes passed, and the boy with rabbit ears in the comic put away the small wooden hammer in his hand, and raised his chin proudly.

On his upper left, there was a small bubble floating: "Hmph, I can barely forgive you."

Xia Fengqiao almost instantly imagined what Ruan Ming looked like when he made this movement and expression.

There is a little devil named "Evil" in my heart and began to tentatively stretch out its small tentacles.

what to do?It seems that he wants to bully Ruan Xiaoming even more.

Not only was Ruan Xiaoming crying very temptingly, but when he got angry... he was also very tempting.

The author has something to say: the students in the classroom at this time: dumbfounded.jpg, let me be healthy.jpg