Lu Yao put his hand on his shoulder, pushed it away, and then took advantage of this short time to turn around. He was still pulling up his trousers and didn't let go.Yan Qing entangled him again, her bright red lips covered his eyelashes, kissed delicately, and the slippery tip of her tongue forced Lu Yao to close one eye.

Lu Yao was thinking about the pot, and he thought he was playing a small fight, and pulled him down abruptly. Yan Qing stood behind him, and wanted to go up, but at this moment, Lu Yao's trouser pocket shook.

Both were stunned.

Lu Yao casually stuffed the spatula into Yan Qing's hand, and fastened his belt at the same time, making a crackling sound as he moved. Before he could answer the phone, his hands suddenly became wet.

Yan Qing looked at him with red eyes and cried.

"why are you crying?"

"I...I've been thinking about it for a long time." Yan pursed his lips lightly, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, he was too sad, everything was just right 5 minutes ago, he could kiss two more times no matter what, how is it now, together The meat that I have been coveting for a long time, I just rubbed it with my teeth a few times, but I didn't even taste any taste, and I was about to run away with long legs.

The phone is still ringing.

Lu Yao raised his hand to wipe his tears, and said helplessly, "Good boy, I'll be back in five minutes."

He closed the door behind his back and went into the corridor.

It was completely cold, and the voice-activated lights were turned off, so the visibility was extremely low. Lu Yao leaned his back against the anti-theft door. A thin layer of T-shirt couldn't block anything at all, but he didn't feel cold, so he lowered his voice and talked on the phone. The people over there are chatting.

"Does ginseng work?"

Lu Yao said: "I tried it, but it doesn't work. He has lived for such a long time, and there are too many causes and effects superimposed, and Xiao Ren can't bear it."

"..." The voice over there was concise and to the point: "Go and ask Mira."

"Sala? Under the Sala tree is the place of Nirvana, can you continue your life?"

"No. But she knows Bodhi—become a Buddha in Bodhi, and die in Sala. These two trees are deeply in love with each other, but Sala is rooted in you, and it has been a long time since Bodhi has met."

Lu Yao pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I'll ask tomorrow. I'm not in a hurry now, it's still a long time."

They didn't chatter with him too much, and simply dialed the phone neatly.

Lu Yao didn't bring the key with him when he came out, so he knocked on the anti-theft door casually, but before the door opened, a soft, milky cry suddenly sounded in his ears.

Lu Yao turned his head and looked into the corner.

……

Yan Qing supported the door and made way for Lu Yao.

There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, but he was very cautious. He didn't ask a word, but squinted at Lu Yao.

His facial features have been opened a long time ago. His eyes were black and round, moist like a little girl's, but now they are slightly narrow and long, with thick eyelashes. When he squints, he must be extraordinarily solemn.

With one hand behind his back, Lu Yao rubbed his head with the other, and said, "Is the noodles ready? Go to bed after eating."

Yan Qing pursed his lips heavily, shook his head, and said, "I don't know how to cook."

— Actually he will.

He is very talented, he can learn everything quickly, he can still cook according to the recipe, and he is no worse than Lu Yao.

But he didn't want to show it.

In front of Lu Yao, he will always be in a harmless state.

Lu Yao still had slippers on his feet, he paused and said, "Then you go sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen."

He casually took off a coat from the coat rack, and then draped it over his shoulders, "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry over—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qing suddenly leaned forward, clasped his fingers tightly on his exposed strong forearm, trying to get him to bring this hand forward.

Lu Yao didn't resist, and obediently took his hand to the front.

There is nothing on it, nothing unusual.

Yan Qing sniffed suspiciously.

Lu Yao put his hand on his forehead and said, "I'll just go out and make a phone call. What strange things can I bring back?"

He walked two steps forward as if nothing had happened, and put on his coat casually. Yan Qing stood behind him, watching him go to the kitchen.

Before taking two steps, a small thing suddenly fell from the hem of the back clothes, and fell on the floor with a thud, it was fluffy, small and thin, and was stunned by the fall from the high altitude, with a childish voice of 'meow' With a sound, Little Hei's nose was wet, he rolled on the spot a few times, got up staggeringly, and moved towards Lu Yao.

Lu Yao: "..."

Yan Qing stared at him.

"...a kitten that sneaked in from nowhere." Lu Yao touched his nose, "I'll send it out tomorrow."

"Tonight." Yan pursed his lips lightly.

"It's so late. Walking around in the community, maybe someone's teeth will be filled." Lu Yao said: "Such a small thing doesn't take up much space, let it live for a night. "

The kitten is so hungry that it is a mother if it has milk. Just now, Lu Yao hugged it, but now it treats Lu Yao as the same kind, curled up softly on Lu Yao's palm, occupying only a small half, and gnawed on him. finger barked.

Lu Yao hurriedly put the noodles in a bowl, then put the kitten on the floor, and made another bowl of rice paste for it.

The cat's tongue is afraid of heat, the kitten howled in hunger, stretched out its tongue timidly, and did not dare to lick it. Lu Yao squatted next to it, blowing milk for it, not caring about Yan Qing for a while.

Yan Qing sat alone in front of the table, looked down at the rice bowl in front of her, and at the cat lying on Lu Yao's feet.

"..."

"Lu Yao."

Without raising his head, Lu Yao smoothed the kitten's fur and said casually, "Go wash the dishes after eating."

Yan Qing didn't speak, and went to wash the dishes.

When he came out, Lu Yao was still coaxing the cat to eat.

Lu Yao was very tolerant of this kind of weak and pitiful little one. He looked fierce, but he was actually a very patient person with children. While the kitten was whining and licking the milk, he found a soft cloth and slowly Comb the knotted fur on its back.

Yan Qing leaned against the sliding door of the kitchen, looked at it silently for a while, and asked after a while, "Can I sleep here tonight?"

"Yes." Lu Yao glanced over the clock hanging on the wall, weighed the time, and said, "It's getting late, you can go upstairs to wash."

Yan nodded lightly, opened the door and walked out. Just as he stepped out with one foot, he suddenly turned his head.

The kitten was still drinking milk tremblingly, and after a few sips it turned around and rubbed against Lu Yao's trousers, it looked soft and cute.

Yan Qing closed the door and stood outside the door for a long time.

... fell out of favor.

He moved quickly, and was worried that Lu Yao would be seduced, so he washed it in a hurry and went downstairs.

Lu Yao left the door open for him, and it opened with a push.

The room is well-heated and not cold. Lu Yao seemed to have just taken a shower, so he put on a pair of shorts and was sweeping the floor with his slippers on. When he turned around and saw Yan Qing, he raised his eyebrows at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qing's gaze was as real as it was, and she turned around his upper body a few times, shaking her head with unsatisfied interest, and asked, "Where's the cat?"

The floor was empty, and there was nothing on the couch.

Without changing his expression, Lu Yao pointed to his belt and said, "Here, here it is."

The kitten was tucked into his shorts tremblingly, only its fluffy head sticking out, its little paws clutching the waistband of his trousers, and it let out a weak 'meow' in the suddenly icy air.

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