818 The president next door and his cat

Su Jingyue turned his head and licked Wen Qibai's fingers, then lay back on Wen Qibai's arms, put his ear on his chest, and listened to his heartbeat again and again.

Wen Qibai patted Su Jingyue's head, "It's not like your IQ has dropped since you became a cat, right? If you don't try to find a solution, if Zhang Yao calls the police, I will be arrested!"

Wen Qibai couldn't tell the story of Su Jingyue's transformation into a cat. Telling this kind of thing would only lead to two consequences. One, he was treated as Shenjingbing, and the other was that Su Jingyue was taken away for autopsy.

After all, there are many Frankensteins like Wei Qing.

Su Jingyue rubbed against Wen Qibai's chest for a while, seeing that Wen Qibai was busy reading the script and ignored him at all, then jumped onto the table and opened the laptop with his paw.

Two paws stepped on the keyboard for a long time to type out an email, explaining the work and arrangements for the past two days, then turned to look at Wen Qibai, and gave a "meow" to invite credit.

Wen Qibai propped his chin and tugged at his ears, Su Jingyue felt at ease, shaking his head and groping as he pleased, just like those coquettish sluts outside.

"I'm going to take a bath." After Wen Qibai said this, he found that Su Jingyue was completely hugged on his lap, and he couldn't shake it off.

This scumbag committed another crime.

"Let go." Wen Qibai shook his leg.

Su Jingyue was unmoved, and finally succeeded in following Wen Qibai into the bathroom, and sat on the sink to watch him undress.

As soon as the T-shirt was dragged down, before Su Jingyue could see the point, a towel flew over and covered him up.

Through the towel, Su Jingyue shook his ears, poked his head out, and saw Wen Qibai stepping into the bathtub with his back to him with one foot. There were still some red marks on his skin, which was his last night. left.

Just as he was about to look down, his face was blurred by water splashes, Wen Qibai bent down and turned the water in the bathtub towards Su Jingyue.

"You don't really think what you can do by being a cat, do you?" Wen Qibai took a bath towel from the shelf and put it on, and then walked over step by step, smiling and tugging at Su Jingyue's ears.

The tone was subtle, "Little things."

Su Jingyue didn't call Wen Qibai by his name very often, and sometimes he called him "little guy" or "little thing" when he insisted on calling him. deep meaning.

The white skin was right in front of his eyes, Wen Qibai was very close, just as Su Jingyue opened his mouth to lick it, a large handful of water poured down again, his whole head was wet and his ears were filled with water.

Wen Qibai played tricks on Su Jingyue, and was in a particularly good mood. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his head in relief, "I'm already a cat, so don't think too much, I'll find you a little cat later."

When Su Jingyue wiped the water droplets on his head almost dry with a towel, Wen Qibai was already lying in the bathtub, closing his eyes as if to rest his mind.

Jumping off the sink, one leap, jumping from the ground into the bathtub, in addition to making a loud sound of falling water, the splashed water also flew a long way.

Wen Qibai didn't pay attention to him at all, and still kept his eyes closed.

Su Jingyue's paws started to touch from the neck, the pads of the flesh crossed the Adam's apple, and then touched the collarbone.

Su Jingyue's mouth was dry when he touched it, but Wen Qibai ignored him at all, it was expected that he could only touch it and could do nothing.

However, what Wen Qibai didn't expect was that Su Jingyue turned back again, and the time and place were completely wrong.

Su Jingyue's hair was soaked, dripping water from the tips of his hair, and he leaned on the side of the bathtub with one hand, showing an extremely gentle smile to Wen Qibai who looked at him with a horrified face.

"What? Are you afraid?"

The moment Wen Qibai opened his eyes, Su Jingyue held the back of his head and blocked his lips.

Su Jingyue had been seduced for a day, and he had already set his body on fire, pried open Wen Qibai's teeth, and was about to kiss after chasing him. This kiss was hot and lingering, as if it would exhaust all his strength.

When he let go, Wen Qibai was already out of breath, relying on Su Jingyue to support his back so as not to slip into the water.

"That's not enough?" Su Jingyue licked the corner of Wen Qibai's lips, and with a smile helped Wen Qibai up to prevent him from falling into the water.

Wen Qibai bared his teeth at him.

"Okay, after soaking for so long, it's time to come out." Su Jingyue carried Wen Qibai out of the bathtub, put him on the floor, and took a dry towel to wipe his hair.

Wen Qibai soaked for a long time, and was drowsy even standing up. When Su Jingyue wiped his hair, he staggered and almost fell into his arms.

"Go out and wait a while, I'll warm you a cup of milk." Su Jingyue didn't want to torment him at this time, no matter how perverted his thoughts were, after all, he was tossing so late last night, and today he had been filming and fighting all day, so it would be strange if he wasn't tired.

After Wen Qibai went out in a bathrobe, Su Jingyue also dried himself hastily, and when he came out, he saw Wen Qibai huddled on the sofa, drowsy.

Su Jingyue half-kneeled in front of the sofa, kissed Wen Qibai's forehead, and then moved down to kiss those light-colored thin lips.

"Sleepy?" Su Jingyue and Wen Qibai pressed their foreheads together, asking softly.

Wen Qibai's eyes opened a crack and then closed again, but his arms were already wrapped around Su Jingyue's neck habitually.

This is the unconditional trust that Wen Qibai gave Su Jingyue. After prying open the heart of this extremely guarded little guy, all that was left for him was softness.

"Don't sleep, I'll go and warm you a cup of milk." Su Jingyue's palm caressed his white skin like jade, and his eyes glowed softly.

Wen Qibai let go of him, turned over leisurely on the sofa and continued to sleep.

When Su Jingyue finished heating the milk and came out, Wen Qibai had already rolled himself onto the carpet, curled up into a ball and closed his eyes quietly.

Putting the milk on the coffee table, Su Jingyue helped Wen Qibai up from the carpet, straightened the loose nightgown, and smiled with his eyes bent.

Su Jingyue hugged Wen Qibai into his arms, then reached out to pick up the milk cup on the table, and brought it to Wen Qibai's mouth.

When the sun shines through the window on the bed the next day, the light and shadow flicker.

Wen Qibai woke up before the alarm clock rang, nestled in Su Jingyue's arms for a while and yawned, then turned to look at the plain noodles lying on the window with a curious expression on his face.

"Are you awake?" Su Jingyue closed his eyes, glanced at the crispy noodles pasted on the window, and then wrapped his arms around Wen Qibai's waist from behind.

"Well, I was delayed on the road yesterday, so I can't be late again today." Wen Qibai got up from the bed, opened the window and offered a biscuit.

The crisp noodles ran away excitedly with the biscuits, not forgetting to walk next door to Erha's drinking bowl.

Because there are too many crispy noodles, and his master doesn't look at it for an hour, the crispy noodles can build a swimming pool that even his own master doesn't recognize, and there are all kinds of miscellaneous things floating around.

Sometimes there is even a parrot pretending to be dead.

The owner of the crispy noodles couldn't bear it anymore, and finally let the water out of the swimming pool finally stop thinking about the crispy noodles.

It's a pity that it's hard for Erha, □□crispy noodles snatched the drinking bowl and used it for rinsing.

Su Jingyue simply didn't sleep anymore, hugged Wen Qibai from behind, and watched Erha and the crispy noodles in the early morning chase with bent eyes.

Happiness may be nothing more than that.

The author has something to say: Irresponsible fanwaijun ends ╰(￣▽￣)╭