Interstellar cat guide

The boat floats quietly on the calm night sea, with thousands of expanses of starlight reflected, accompanied by the soothing music played on the boat, it is very comfortable and leisurely.

The classic combination of candlelight and western food on the arranged round table is still wonderful. The dishes made by Huo Jingchu himself are more attentive than in the past, and the aroma of a small cup of soup is already mouth-watering.

Sitting together under a blanket, Mao Mi easily cut a piece of juicy steak, and squinted her eyes intoxicated the moment she put it in her mouth, "It's Kedo beef."

"Yes, I just came back from their ranch a few days ago." Huo Jingchu stirred the soup for him, "Let's go together when we have time."

Mao Mi nodded immediately, he has always wanted to go to that big ranch, "You can also take the refrigerator to play."

"Refrigerator?" Huo Jing paused as he cut the steak, his mind was full of the image of Mao Mi galloping on the ranch with a big refrigerator on his back, and he quickly forgot about the scene. "What refrigerator?"

Only then did Mao Mi, who hadn't told him, couldn't help laughing, took a sip of soup and said, "It's a dog I just raised, and it was abandoned outside my door."

Well, there is a cat at home, and now there is a dog, Huo Jingchu has already seen the scene of chickens and dogs jumping this time.

However, although Mao Mi's name is like a cat, he actually likes dogs better, so this time he has a refrigerator, which makes him feel very good. He even talked about the refrigerator, which made Huo Jingchu drink another vat of vinegar , if he let others know that he was jealous of a little cub, he might be ridiculed again.

Chatting like this, and then feeding each other, they quickly finished their dinner sweetly. Huo Jingchu got up and was about to tidy up when he saw Mao Mi standing up together, and he hurriedly told him to sit down, "Today you are the captain."

Since everyone said so, Mao Mi didn't want to grab the job, but deliberately raised his chin and waved his hands: "Then back down."

Huo Jingchu quickly leaned over and kissed his raised lips, "Yes, my captain." Then he leisurely left the stage with the table, leaving a red-faced Ah Miao stiff in a daze.

After he came back, he pressed the button on the chair, and the chair transformed into a soft sofa. When Huo Jingchu sat on it, it was a bit cramped, but it looked warm. The fluffy blanket wrapped tightly around the two of them. Huo Jingchu pressed it again Using the remote control, a huge light screen immediately appeared on the wide deck, and a movie started playing automatically.

It is a very ordinary love movie.

It is nothing more than a romantic life of acquaintance among flowers, but it is better than plain, not to mention the beauty of the night, which makes the movie a lot of brilliance.

Watching the movie, Huo Jingchu would feed him popcorn from time to time, and if the wind was a little stronger, he would stuff him into his arms. The two of them were so tightly bonded that Mao Mi couldn't feel a bit of cold sea breeze. The broad chest and strong heartbeat behind him wrapped him up, making him so warm that he didn't want to leave.

"Is this a date?" Huo Jingchu gently scratched Mao Mi's palm and asked in a low voice.

Mao Mi looked at the male protagonist who had just confessed successfully on the light screen, and blinked: "You arranged it, of course."

"Oh..." Huo Jingchu laughed, and tightened his circle a little more, "Then... what you promised last time, you want to confess your love to me?"

"I'm the captain." Mao Mi suddenly remembered this setting and hurriedly replied, hoping to escape this time, but Huo Jingchu didn't accept this, and instead followed suit: "Okay, my captain, what do you want to say to your deputy?" ?"

In the sea breeze, the young man with blushing cheeks gritted his teeth and stood up. The courage he didn't know came from pushed Huo Jingchu down with one hand, forming a posture of sitting astride his waist and abdomen, leaning over and looking at him motionless. .

His eyes are always deep, as if the vast universe stretches as far as the eye can see.

Mao Mi's mind was frozen for a moment, he watched obsessively, only felt that the people under him were beautiful everywhere, and he never got tired of looking at them, and when he thought about his current posture almost declaring ownership, he couldn't help feeling more of pleasure.

"At this time and this night, the sky is high and the sea is wide, what does the first officer want to hear?" Relying on his domineering posture, Mao Mi also came to the battle, and asked with a smile and tilted his head.

Huo Jingchu's Adam's apple twitched, and he forcibly resisted the urge to turn over and press down on him. He stared fixedly at that smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Everything is fine."

There was a moment of silence.

"...I actually," Mao Mi paused, suddenly felt dry in his mouth, all his sincerity was squeezed in his throat, making him want to say it but it was difficult to say, "I don't like you very much."

The hand holding his waist tightened suddenly.

"That was when it first started."

The hand relaxes a little again.

Mao Mi's voice suddenly softened: "When is this evening, I am in a boat. When is today, I have to be in the same boat with you. I have been like this from the beginning to the end, fearful, surprised, at a loss, and even feel indebted. Until that day on the top of the cliff, I didn't know that these things are not important. It doesn't even matter whether I know you well or not, whether I have thought about it or not. As the old saying goes, "It's like the snow on the mountain, and it's like the moon in the clouds." I What I saw was sincerity, so I was delighted and excited, and wanted to throw away all miscellaneous thoughts and be with you, and then I suddenly realized that this kind of thing can be done willfully, and it is not controlled by reason at all.”

"So my first mate..."

"Please let me continue to get to know you until I completely hand over the future to you."

The wind is light, the stars are falling, and the sea is flat and wide.

Huo Jingchu's rationality was burnt out after he finished his last word, and his eyes began to turn an undetectable red. To him, this long passage was far more than the expected sentence "" I like you" is even more precious.

At first, like a boy who just fell in love, like a sculptor who couldn't ask for more, he used his fingertips to caress Maomi's thin and delicate face bit by bit, from eyebrows to trembling long eyelashes, to red lips , like wiping an unrivaled treasure, the string in his heart seemed to be broken the moment he stopped, and he turned over neatly, pressing Mao Mi, who was looking down at him from a high position, under his body.

The man's breath was hot, almost like a cluster of fire scorching the thin skin on Mao Mi's neck, blending into the blood, pouring into the heart, and beating violently together.

He said with a soft voice as if he was drunk, but he was very firm: "My future has long been in your hands."

Then there is no need to reply again.

He had already leaned forward to kiss her.

Frenzied, intense, excited, kiss with all your heart and soul.

In the movie, flower petals floated over the entire town like a volcanic eruption, and a rain of flowers that seemed to never stop fell. Through the realistic light screen, it seemed to fall on this ship.

Mao Mi involuntarily wrapped his hands around his shoulders and neck, his thick shoulders were safer and stronger than any mountain.

He raised his head to bear the overwhelming heat, Huo Jingchu sucked and licked, even bit his lips and chin lightly, the slight tingling sensation made Mao Mi couldn't help but lightly With a snort, a more intense attack immediately ushered in.

On the narrow sofa, the two men embraced intimately, the blanket slipped to the ground, and the sea breeze swirled but could not dissipate the flame-like heat.

Until the end of the movie, they still maintained this posture, neither knowing when this melting kiss would end, nor when the movie would end.

"Let's go in?" Huo Jingchu kissed his slender neck and collarbone lightly, but was dodged by Mao Mi, and replied softly, "Okay."

Seeing that he wanted to hug her again, Mao Mi hurriedly stood up and swayed dizzily for a few times before standing still: "Sleep?"

"Well, it's late." Just as Huo Jingchu was about to take people into the house, he suddenly remembered something, ran to the bow and pressed a button, and saw the lights on the bow turn on, reflecting a string of words on the sea.

Under the three words of the big Xiaoshenghao, there is a string of universal language, which Mao Mi still knows - it is the abbreviation of his and Huo Jingchu's names, he is in front and Huo Jingchu is in the back.The font of Common Language has always been very romantic, and most people like to use this font as various proofs that they are together.

"It's carved on the bow of the boat." Huo Jingchu put his arms around his shivering shoulders, "Let's go see it at dawn."

"Okay." Mao Mi turned her head and quickly kissed the corner of his lips.

There was only one big bed in the room, no one twisted it, and they quickly lay down together, the warm and fluffy quilt still smelled of being sun-baked, Huo Jingchu easily pulled the person into his arms.

"Good night, Mi Mi." Huo Jingchu patted him on the back, like putting a child to sleep.

Mao Mi laughed out of nowhere, buried his head on his chest and giggled, "Good night, Chuchu."

The man was stiff for a long time.

A good night's sleep.

During the day, it was the shore where Huo Jingchu drove again. Liu Wenwei finally found out the location and waited by the beach early in the morning. When he saw the boat coming, his eyes almost popped out.

"I said this is too exaggerated. I have seen people who buy clothes for the crew, but I really haven't seen people who buy boats." Liu Wenwei didn't eat breakfast, so he spent all his energy on chattering. The sea, every inch of land here is worth every inch of gold, even the size of a lake is an incredible price, it’s really..."

Mao Mi let him talk in a good mood, and only asked when he was tired of complaining: "It's so early, do you have a job?"

Liu Wenwei stopped talking, pondered for a moment, and shook his head: "That's not true, we have to find a job. I found that we neglected a very important thing."

"what's up?"

"Fashion resources, my mi." Liu Wenwei hates iron and steel, "I was reminded yesterday that I found out that it has been so long, and your box office awards are also good, and you are also good-looking. After careful calculation, you still have a cover right now." no."

Mao Mi, who has always been indifferent to this, was also taken aback, and asked strangely, "Is this important?"

"It's important! We are developing in an all-round way. We can't let this hinder us. We should pay attention to it. Besides, the clothes you wore in the previous activities were all lent by the brand. The suit you received the award last time was the first in the Federation. Wear it, logically speaking, there should be a cover."

"Oh……"

"Your fans are also looking forward to buying magazines." Liu Wenwei became more and more curious as he said, "It's time for an invitation, so...?"

"so?"

Liu Wenwei coughed, and said, "I have to take you to an event to give you a sense of presence. It just so happens that the organizer also sent an invitation letter, which is very convenient."

When he heard that he was just going to participate in the event, Mao Mi nodded as usual: "Where?"

"The birthplace of art, St. Rona Star, where an art exhibition was held."

"The art exhibition...has something to do with this?"

Liu Wenwei immediately excitedly said: "Why doesn't it matter? These days, let alone painting, it's still important for you to sing. This time, let alone you, even a few big names in the front line are all overwhelmed, so they insist on participating. Big guys from all over the world gather and understand, the fashion godfather even jumped three feet high when he received the invitation."

Mao Mi heard the words and automatically filtered out the exaggerated descriptions of his manager, and asked with a little interest: "There was no such movement before."

"Because the great painter Ai Mi is being held this time, do you know him? This is his first exhibition in the Federation, and he attaches great importance to it. Many people from other star fields will come, which is very powerful."

Amy...

Liu Wenwei on the other side was still talking about how powerful Ai Mi was, and when Mao Mi turned on his brain that had been switched on and off all night, he saw that there were indeed many missed calls and a text message, "Mi Mi, Dad is in St. Wait for you."

He was in a daze for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, Liu Wenwei had already talked about why Ai Mi chose this stage name by himself.

Why else, because he was born that year, so he changed his stage name to a homonym of "Aimi".

Mao Mi shook his head and smiled, not only looking forward to it, but more apprehensive.

They haven't seen each other for almost six years.