Pig feet are not human series

Fortunately, everyone's attention was not on him. He successfully sneaked in and opened the window to the maximum to let other uninvited guests in.

Chang Ming supported the wall with one hand, pressed the window sill with the other, and jumped up with a little force. The movement, the posture, seemed to be done countless times, so proficient that even Fang Huan was a little puzzled, Chang Ming Have you been to his house before?

Because there was only one umbrella, and it was useless when it fell on the ground, the two of them were soaked when they came back, not only them, but also the other cats.

A few cats jumped in lightly, bringing countless black paws, and left them on the freshly painted white wall.

Fang Huan was very helpless, his mother would definitely kill him tomorrow.

He took out the hair dryer and wiped dozens of cats one by one. His arms were sore after wiping, and many of them were half wet to deal with.

Maybe it was the first time I met outsiders. The cats are very good. After wiping themselves, they huddled themselves into a ball on the bed. What made him feel funny was that Chang Ming also huddled himself into a ball with other cats. , as long as there is a thunderclap, they tremble together.

Fang Huan thought it was funny, and threw the towel on his head, "You've shrunk yourself into a ball, don't be lazy, come and help."

Chang Ming raised his head, held the towel on his head, and looked at it quietly. After a while, he picked up the towel and wiped the other cats' bodies.

Probably because the hair dryer rang for too long, his mother asked him suspiciously, "Huan, what are you doing? Why is it so noisy in the room?"

Maybe it was her sudden voice that frightened Chang Ming, and the porcelain piggy bank in Chang Ming's hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.

Probably because he seldom touches these things, he is very curious about these things, touching this and that.

"What's the sound? What are you fussing about in the house alone?" There was a knock on the door outside the house, and he shouted in a fucking loud voice.

"It's all right!" Fang Huan hurried to save him, "I accidentally touched the piggy bank just now, I'll just clean it myself, mom, watch your TV! Don't worry about me."

"Oh." The fucking voice lowered, and then there was laughter again, and the voices discussing the plot seemed to be attracted by the TV.

Fang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the change on the ground, and threw the tiles into the trash can.

Chang Ming also squatted down, picked up a tile and threw it into the trash can, "This is a new one, it wasn't there before."

He seemed to know Fang Huan's room very well, and pointed to the books on the shelf and said, "There are a few more books on the shelf, do you like books?"

Compared to this question, Fang Huan cared more about another question, "How do you know my room so well?"

Without hesitation, Chang Ming picked up another tile and threw it into the trash can, "Because I often come to clean it for you, and the bed is always covered with dust, so it's hard to clean."

Only then did Fang Huan understand why he was so proficient in climbing the window. It turned out that he often came to clean his room.

In this way, he seems to be special. I don't know if Chang Ming has the kindness to help others clean up.

No matter what mood he was in, Fang Huan still asked, "Why do you help me clean up?"

He originally thought that the cleanliness of the room was his fucking credit, but he didn't expect it to be Chang Ming's.

Chang Ming frowned and did not answer. He started to take off his clothes after picking up the tiles, one after another, leaving only his underwear. It seemed that he had no intention of stopping, so Fang Huan called him quickly, " Why are you so clean?"

"En?" Chang Ming moved, and continued to take off, "The clothes are dirty, and your bed will be dirty too."

He didn't know how long he had worn his underwear, the corners were yellow, the seams were also torn, and there was a faint smell from them, just like he said, he didn't want to dirty Fang Huan bed.

However, if ordinary people dress like this, they would be too inferior to lift their heads long ago, but Chang Ming didn't. He still straightened his thin back and looked up at Fang Huan with a harmless expression on his face. .

I don't know why, Changming is very thin and thin, and his bones are smaller than his peers. Although he is not more than 1.7 meters five, he is very slender and looks like 1.8 meters. This is probably due to The lower body is longer than the upper body.

It's just that the skin is too fair due to not seeing the sun, and if you look closely, you can see the bruises in the fragile places, such as the hands or feet.

I don't know if others feel this way, but Fang Huan just feels that being too thin will make him feel distressed, like a porcelain doll that will shatter when touched.

Chang Ming lifted the quilt and lay on the innermost side, close to the wall, occupying only a little space, and pulled the quilt up to his chin, revealing only his head. He turned sideways, with his back to Fang Huan, quietly Sleeping there, his thin body protruded in an arc on the quilt.

Probably because he didn't want to bother Fang Huan too much, Chang Ming asked the other cats to sleep against the wall as much as possible, which only took up a little space, and some even slept on cardboard boxes or chairs.

Fang Huan was very helpless, he took out his pajamas and put them on, because he was not alone, he was somewhat restrained, and he didn't just wear big underpants.

While sleeping, Fang Huan patted the place next to him and said, "You don't have to do this, I don't make trouble at night, it doesn't take up much space, so sleep over."

Chang Ming's ears moved, and finally he turned around, facing Fang Huan, and slowly moved his body a little closer to him.

But that distance was not obvious to Fang Huan at all, he patted the bed again, "Come closer."

Chang Ming moved his body again, looking at him with beautiful cat eyes without blinking.

His eyes were too bright, Fang Huan blushed at the old look, and couldn't help turning his head to turn off the light.

Snapped!When the light was turned off, several pairs of eyes lit up in the dark, especially behind him. There was a strong sense of gaze. Fang Huan felt a little scary for no reason. He put his hands back under the blanket and didn't look much. After a while the feeling of staring didn't go away.

Fang Huan turned around slightly and opened his eyes, because it had been a while since the lights were turned off, he had already adapted to the darkness, and he could see a little outline in the dark, so he could see Changming moving when he opened his eyes Ears, one eye open, one eye closed, turned out to be yin and yang eyes.

He seemed to be asleep, but he didn't seem to be asleep. His eyes were motionless, but they were kept open, emitting a greenish-blue light, which was particularly creepy when he looked closely, but he got used to it, and it wasn't that scary.

Fang Huan raised his hand, wanting to touch Chang Ming's face. Just as he moved, Chang Ming moved his ears as if he had sensed it, but he didn't open his eyes. Know if you are asleep.

Fang Huan waved his hands in front of his eyes, but the glowing eye remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Some people say that this sleeping position is yin and yang eyes, because one eye looks at the underworld and the other eye looks at the yang world, but Changming is a bit special. He changed his cat eyes, and both eyes can see the underworld and the yang world, so this The sleeping position should be left over from when the cat's eyes were not changed.

I heard that blind people, or newborn children, sleep like this. There are very few blind people, and many newborn children have one eye open and one eye closed, so they are prone to encounter evil spirits and see unclean things.

Fang Huan felt that his senses must be very keen, and his small movements must be seen in his eyes, so it is best not to touch randomly.

He put down his hand, although the movement was very small, Chang Ming still moved his ears, and the eyeball under the other eyelid wobbled, as if he was about to wake up, Fang Huan hurriedly stopped, and Chang Ming also calmed down Come down, breathe evenly, quietly and peacefully, it seems that you are really asleep.

The other cats also huddled together, I don’t know if they fell asleep. After all, cats are night owls, and they seem to sleep for a long time a day, but they are actually false sleeps. The real sleep time does not exceed three or four hours, and it is still during the day Under the circumstances, cats are the most energetic at night.

Probably because of the thunder and rain, all the cats withered and huddled together without any movement. Only the loud thunder and lightning could scare them to frizz and hide in a narrow place without lights.

A loud sound sounded, and the lightning struck down from the sky along with the thunder, and the room was obviously lit up. Chang Ming closed his eye and opened it suddenly, and instinctively retracted his body into Fang Huan's arms, whispering in a soft voice, " Hold me tight, I'm afraid."

This seems to be acting like a baby, but it doesn't seem to be. He said this sentence so seriously, like stating a fact, without any other moisture, so honest, there was no expression on his face.

The young man's skin was firm and smooth, like an egg that had been peeled off its shell, it was surprisingly good, soft and comfortable to hold in his arms.

The three words "Hold me tightly" seem to be some kind of hint, which makes people fantasize. At the same time, Fang Huan couldn't help tightening his hands, hugging him even tighter, and his legs also clamped him, trapping him tightly. In his arms, this posture seemed to be able to touch his cold feet, bitingly cold.

He simply clamped his knees tightly and put Chang Ming's feet into the middle of his knees. The cold feeling made the skin around his knees tingle with goosebumps, but he didn't regret it, and he didn't take his knees away, just keeping Chang Ming warm. with.

Chang Ming remained motionless, allowing him to move his body and squeeze between his legs. During the whole process, he opened a pair of glowing green eyes and watched without blinking, so serious and so quiet.

Fang Huan pressed his head into his arms to keep those eyes from staring at him. To be honest, it was still very scary at night.

In the dead of night, they enjoyed the rare quietness, and Fang Huan felt the rare intimacy. He originally thought that it was impossible for them to be the same person, but he never expected