am i a devil

The old cat came back from the outside and shook its fur.

He has been playing with the puppet cat outside for a day, and he feels that his old arms and legs are a little tired, so he plans to find the most comfortable place in the house to entangle for a while, without the sun, and the moon is also a good choice. Then eat a few cans and sleep well.

As a result, the old cat had just found a place he was more satisfied with and settled down, when the door of the bathroom next to him was opened from the inside, and a tightly wrapped Wang Mo in a bathrobe ran out.

This is nothing, the most puzzling thing is that behind Wang Mo, there is a man wearing a shirt and trousers, except for the rolled up cuffs and a messy tie, he is still well-dressed Xun Ying, but he is different from Wang Mo. Relatively speaking, he looked refreshed, but Xun Ying looked as if he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body was wet.

Old cat: "..."

What kind of unbelievable play did this young couple develop?

"Where are you two singing?" The old cat looked at the two suspicious-looking people and asked them.

"You two washed the cat"

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

"You two were washed by the cat"

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

"Anyway, anyway, you two have a cat outside behind my back!" The old cat uttered an earth-shattering chicken cry.

"Of course..." He paused, returned to his usual noble and elegant state, tapped his beard and said, "If you wash my friend Ragdoll, I can forgive you."

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, Wang Mo pondered in his mind, unless one attack and one suffer, it seems to be true.

"We don't have any other cats," Xun Ying said first.

"Yes, we were washing me just now." Wang Mofu said casually.

Old cat: "..."

"Please continue your play, I'll go and stay somewhere else." The old cat walked away knowingly with an expression of "said earlier, I understand you".

Wang Mo: "..."

Things are not as you imagined, Wang Mo thought.

I just got washed, and of course nothing happened during the wash, but it didn't involve a sport like softball.

"I say……"

Thinking of this, Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying, who was standing beside him, dripping drops of water. He felt sorry for his boyfriend and the expensive handmade carpet that he was stepping on.

"Why don't you go in and take a bath, don't catch a cold." Wang Mo said.

Speaking of which, Xun Ying's current state of embarrassment has a lot to do with him being in the bathtub for a long time. If he washes it obediently, this will not be the case, Wang Mo thought, so speaking, I Maybe it's really a cat man.

"Okay, I'll take a shower too." Xun Ying nodded obediently, and then went back to the gate of the new world to take a shower.

Wang Mo pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and when he heard the sound of water flowing, he calmed down a little.

It was really thanks to his excellent willpower just now, Wang Mo expressed his satisfaction with his performance in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to make the relationship between the two of them closer, it's just...

Although Wang Mo lived a life with very ordinary conditions, he is a person with a sense of ritual.

Of course, this sense of ceremony is different from the activities such as endorsements at various dinners and awards ceremonies that he now frequently attends, and they are all very small things.

For example, after getting paid, he will buy some ingredients that are more particular than usual, and cook a hearty meal at home to reward himself with the fruits of his labor over the past month.

Another example is that when a hardcover reprint of a favorite novel comes out, Wang Mo will think about it, and most of the time he will buy it and read it again. He may also buy a cup of freshly brewed coffee while reading.

Of course, he doesn't do this kind of activity every day, but if he does it sometimes, he will feel that his little life is enjoyable.

This kind of small personality made him have a little preference in dealing with the matter of falling in love. He always felt that before that, the two of them spent the last month and month to make a vow to each other. Something happened in the catastrophic scene like washing a cat.

I look like this, maybe my nerves are too slender, Wang Mo thought, he didn't feel that his thoughts were heavy before, but after falling in love, in a certain part, he seemed to be able to see a self that was almost beyond recognition .

While Wang Mo was thinking about "philosophy", Xun Ying walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and came straight to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo: "..."

Why do I think he still hasn't given up? Wang Mo thought to himself, and then he saw Xun Ying leaning towards him like a rainbow.

"I'm cold." Wang Mo said anxiously and wisely, completely ignoring the fact that the room was warm as spring.

"Can you light a fire in the fireplace?" Wang Mo said in a thumping voice.

The fireplace in their house is still old-fashioned, the kind that really needs people to burn it, it's not that there is no condition for changing it to a button, but Xun Ying thinks that this kind of equipment is more rustic like drawing firewood to warm up.

However, because the room temperature is already very warm, they can't have a fire once a year. At this moment, there is no ready-made firewood nearby. Hands-on food and clothing.

"Didn't you say that chopping wood by yourself is very interesting?" Wang Mo said, attacking Zi Zhishield with Zi's spear.

"Then why don't you go outside and chop firewood first? I'll wait for you here." Wang Mo used the skill of encouraging Xun Ying.

If he went outside to chop firewood, it is estimated that the ambiguous feeling would be replaced as soon as he did physical labor. The small calculation in Wang Mo's heart was resounding.

"Oh, why bother?" Xun Ying shook his head and said, then casually tore off a priceless famous painting hanging next to the fireplace, rolled it up, threw it in, and lit the flame.