Breeding Manual of Cat Movie King

Bai Heng lowered his eyes and nodded: "It's also my favorite."

Qiao Ze blinked, a little surprised.

This song is very small, few people know about it, Bai Heng has actually heard it, and also likes this song.

Qiao Ze felt that this was no longer something that could be explained by fate.

This is metaphysics.

Bai Heng looked up at Qiao Ze, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Actually, there is another song, and I like it very much."

Qiao Ze said in surprise: "What song, sing it, I want to hear it."

Thinking of that night when Qiao Ze sang the most dazzling and famous family style in his ear with sincere emotion, Bai Heng shook his head slightly:

"Sing it another day, I'll take you to a place right now."

After speaking, he grabbed Qiao Ze's wrist and walked forward.

At the end of the trail, there is a small restaurant open.

The small restaurant looks very inconspicuous, with the warm lighting outside, it looks more like a family.

It's not like a place where Bai Heng would come.

The dishes served are all home-cooked dishes, and the boss also gave a few bottles of beer as a gift.

There was a table full of dishes and two bottles of beer on the table.

Qiao Ze has a physique of getting drunk when he drinks. He usually doesn't drink at all, but occasionally when he is in a bad mood, he will drink Seinfeld and drink together. After getting drunk, he becomes unconscious and wakes up the next day without remembering anything.

He has had this problem since he was a child. He tends to forget things when he is drunk, and he doesn't remember anything.

Commonly known as fragments, and it was severely broken.

Every time I got drunk, I didn't know how I came back, I relied on Seinfeld's arms to lift him back, and then when I woke up the next day, I greeted Seinfeld and yelled at him like an old lady.

Now with Bai Heng...

Can't drink, definitely can't drink.

Qiao Ze knew how embarrassed he looked after drinking, and when he was thinking about how to refuse, Bai Heng brought the wine glass in front of him.

Qiao Ze looked at the beer that was less than half a glass, and said firmly: "Mr. Bai, I don't drink very well, so I can't drink."

Bai Heng lowered his head and scrambled to pour the wine, lazily said: "It's okay, just half a glass of beer, I won't get drunk."

Qiao Ze was a little dazed looking at Bai Heng's slender knuckles and the slowly flowing foam.

In the past, Qiao Ze thought that he was the only one in this world who could wear street goods with a sense of fashion.

Now he realizes he was wrong.

And Bai Heng.

It was obvious that he was pouring beer, but Bai Heng forcibly gave him the air of pouring wine.

So handsome.

I can envy his girlfriend in advance.

No, it's a bit off topic.

Qiao Ze patted his face, which was already flushed when he smelled the wine, pushed the wine glass away, and said seriously:

"No, brother, I really can't drink."

Forget about Sein Feijue, Bai Heng and himself, not long after they met, got drunk in front of others, according to his drunken behavior, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause others, and he didn't know anything after waking up. Remember, that's more troublesome.

Bai Heng hummed, and slowly poured the wine in his hand.

Can't drink.

So I only poured half a glass.

Seeing that Bai Heng had no intention of stopping, Qiao Ze went all out, and recounted to Bai Heng the embarrassing incidents when he was drunk when he was a child and used his home as a KTV and sang with corn as a microphone.

Bai Heng put down the wine bottle and looked at Qiao Ze with a smile: "Really, you were like this when you were young."

I've heard it all.

Qiao Ze hummed hard, and just when he was about to say, "So don't drink it," Bai Heng saw a little downcast in his eyes, nodded and said:

"Well."

Qiao Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just that no one usually drinks with me."

Qiao Zexin raised it again.

Bai Heng picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his eyes full of loneliness.

Qiao Ze: ...

drink.

Is it okay to drink?

Bai Heng suppressed the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

As if a strong man was going to die, Qiao chose his wine glass and lightly touched Bai Heng:

"Teacher Bai, if you do it, I can do whatever I want."

After speaking, he picked up the cup with both hands and took a small sip.

Bai Heng smiled lightly, picked up the glass, drank the wine in one gulp, put down the glass, and looked at Qiao Ze with great interest.

Qiao Ze put down the cup, and the dizziness on his face deepened again, reaching to the tips of his ears, and his eyes were also covered with a thin layer of mist, making him hazy and blurred.

Bai Heng tapped the edge of the table with his fingertips, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with his head propped up: "You are drunk."

Qiao Ze shook his head vigorously, shook his head, slapped the table with his hand, and looked at Bai Heng angrily:

"I don't, who is drunk, I am not drunk, I can still drink."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bai Heng to stop him, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and tilted his neck——

Not a drop left.

Bai Heng: ...

I'm really drunk now.

After Qiao Ze finished drinking, he pushed the wine glass out, lay down on the table, and groaned:

"I, I can still drink."

Bai Heng glanced at him, his heart was still full of thoughts, he stood up, and was about to help him back home, when Qiao Ze suddenly turned his face, looked at him with drunken eyes, and stretched out his hand unexpectedly to grab his wrist:

"Well, you have to go too..."

Bai Heng looked at his grabbed hand, his eyes changed slightly, and he held his hand back: "I won't go."

He paused,

"I'll take you home."

Qiao Ze ignored him, buried his head in his arms, and said to himself:

"They don't want me, you don't want to leave me too."

Bai Heng hesitated slightly when he heard the words, sat back on the seat, and stroked his fingers lightly.

Qiao Ze snorted, his voice was lonely:

"My dad is married, don't tell me."

"My parents..."

Qiao Ze raised his head and rubbed his face in front of Bai Heng, a little annoyed:

"They didn't have me when they got married, and they separated and remarried later, and they didn't tell me."

"Don't notify me...don't notify me..."

"leave me alone."

Bai Heng was stunned.

Qiao Ze's curled eyelashes were wet with tears, and there was a tear hanging from the corner of his eye.

Bai Heng's heart tensed instantly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand:

"do not."

One step late.

Tears flowed down, and there were sticky tear stains on his face.

Bai Heng frowned slightly, forced himself to calm down, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears on his face:

"I'll let you know."

"The kind of notification you know the first time."

Qiao Ze hummed in a low voice:

"Really? Don't lie to me..."

"They lied to me before, saying they would accompany me."

"It turned out to be liars."

Qiao Ze raised his head and looked at Bai Heng:

"Do they despise me, even you despise me...?"

Bai Heng frowned, feeling pain in his heart:

"Don't dislike it."

They don't want you.

I want.

Qiao Ze lowered his head and said in a daze:

"it is good……"

Bai Heng stood up, went to the boss to pay the bill, and after packing up his things, he picked him up by the waist.

Qiao Ze was picked up suddenly, a little terrified, his body was completely suspended, looked at the ground, frowned and said:

"Why am I floating in the air? It's so high, I'm a little scared."

Bai Heng looked at the person in his arms:

"Hold me tight if you're afraid."

Qiao Ze looked up at Bai Heng angrily: "How can I hold you tight, I'm a balloon!"

"It should be you who tightened my string!"

"Quick, grab me quickly! Otherwise, I'm going to fly!"

Bai Heng: ...

Suddenly, I was curious about how Qiao Ze was drunk at home when he was a child.

Should be as cute as it is now.

Bai Heng put the person gently on the back seat, and drove back home.

When I drove out, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and now I would drive back, and when I got home, it was already almost four o'clock in the morning.

Bai Heng's house is very big, but because he lives alone, it also looks very empty.

With a click, the light came on in the dark night.

The room brightened instantly.

Bai Heng carried him up the stairs, walked to his room, put him gently on the bed, went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, and brought it to Qiao Ze.

"Here, sober up after drinking."

Qiao Zeen made a sound, but refused to drink no matter what, she kept hugging Bai Heng and rubbing against his chest.

Bai Heng took a deep breath, pulled the person away slightly, and calmed himself down:

"Are you drinking?"

Qiao Ze looked at him with innocent eyes, and said firmly:

"Don't drink."

Bai Heng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, hugged the person with one arm, picked up the tea with the other, raised his neck, poured the tea into his mouth, and then gently pinched Qiao Ze's chin.

Qiao Ze was forced to open his mouth slightly, and looked at Bai Heng with distracted eyes.

Suddenly, soft and cold lips pressed against her instantly, and a sip of strong tea slowly flowed in along the lips.

Slightly bitter, followed by an imperceptible sweetness.

Bai Heng opened his eyes, reluctantly left Qiao Ze's lips, stretched out his hand, and carefully wiped Qiao Ze's lips.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

Qiao chose to say nothing, slamming his mouth, a little confused.

Bai Heng glanced at him, ready to give him two candies:

"Bitter?"

Qiao Ze shook his head, stared at Bai Heng's lips honestly and said:

"It's not bitter."

"It's soft."

Bai Heng laughed.

Qiao Ze rubbed his lips, and said:

"It's really soft... like a white rabbit toffee."

Bai Heng smiled, and raised his hand to caress Qiao Ze's lips.

Big White Rabbit Toffee...

How can you be sweet.

Qiao Ze buried his head in Bai Heng's arms, rubbed against each other, and said softly:

"So soft."

"More..."

Bai Heng's eyes froze.

The only remaining nerve collapsed.

The restraint and repression that he had insisted on for so long before was wiped out by this gentle rub.

Bai Heng restrained his wrist, turned over, bullied himself up, his eyes revealed his true nature:

"do not move."

Qiao Ze, who was drunk, was extraordinarily daring, full of anger, and naively grabbed Bai Heng's collar, and said seriously:

"How dare you kill me!"

Bai Heng had never seen Qiao Ze like this before, and even after Qiao Ze was drunk at home last time, he only talked a little more.

Normally, Bai Heng would probably be soft-hearted, but at this moment, Bai Heng just took a deep breath, called his name seriously, and tried to keep his tone calm:

"Qiao Ze." Qiao Ze raised his foggy eyes and gave a humming acknowledgment.

Bai Heng said word by word, gritting his teeth:

"Listen well, I'll only say it once."

Qiao Ze seemed to realize that it was very important, so he quickly pouted, oh oh oh a few times, and nodded:

"Mmmm...you tell me."

Bai Heng said:

"Qiao Ze, did you always think you had a cat?"

"it's me."

"It was my soul that passed on to the cat, and I was the one who ate, slept, and bathed with you."

"It's me who lies in your arms, and it's me who leans up to kiss you."

Qiao Ze looked at him in confusion, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Or in other words, his level of intelligence when he was drunk was not enough to bear these few words.

Bai Heng caressed his earlobe lightly, regretfully said:

"I told you everything."

"As for whether you can remember tomorrow..."

"That's your business."

Bai Heng placed a light kiss on Qiao Ze's forehead, stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and said:

"You remember it too."

Bai Heng looked at the sleeping face of the person below him.

Better you forget.

The author has something to say: A baby asked what kind of song those lyrics are, not a song. The content of the lyrics is Gibran's prose poem, an excerpt from "Sand and Foam", which was mentioned in Chapter 15.

Note: You can remember, but you'd better forget it. ——Xu Zhimo "Accidental"

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感谢在2020-05-1415:31:32~2020-05-1518:13:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!