Kissing scenes every day

It's hard to argue with a hundred mouths.

If you really want to talk about it, it was the little lion who dragged him into the room that night, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Tan He couldn't help but said, "You were the one who took the initiative that day..."

"I don't remember." The little lion flicked his tail, and deliberately patted Tan He's waist a few times, "Anyway, it was Teacher Tan who first seduced me with the scent."

"I didn't seduce..." Tan He was very wronged.

He was born with catnip, and catnip is attractive to cats.

Moreover, he has also encountered many cats, and their reactions are within the normal range. At most, they will lean over to take a few breaths of fragrance, so as not to lose control like a lion cub.

Tan He sighed, and whispered, "And I'm the one who suffers..."

"Teacher Tan!" The little lion was dissatisfied with this statement, "I'm at a disadvantage too! My tokens were taken away by Teacher Tan!"

The little lion was furious, but his arms were still tightly wrapped around Tan He's waist, and the lion's tail did not retract.

When Tan He saw the little lion getting angry, his body reacted before his brain, and he patted the little lion's head first.

Tan He patted the little lion's head and thought about what happened that night carefully.

Although he was tossed by the little lion for a long time that day, the little lion really lost control when he smelled his catnip scent at first, and the little lion's mark was still on him...

So Tan He said, "Then we shall be evened?"

"Even?! How can it be evened!" The little lion raised his voice slightly, and his reaction became more and more excited, "My mark is gone!"

The little lion felt aggrieved, buried his head on Tan He's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "My mark is for my partner..."

Tan He had no choice but to pat his head and smooth his hair again, to coax the little lion better.

"I didn't even say I wanted the mark back, and Teacher Tan didn't even let me touch it..." The little lion was aggrieved, "Why are you so stingy..."

Tan He really didn't know what to do, so he finally gave in and said, "Then touch it."

Satisfied, the little lion stretched his hands in from the hem of his clothes and touched his waist directly.

Tan He suddenly felt his body go limp, and there seemed to be an electric current rushing through the place on his back where the little lion touched, and he quickly pushed the person in front of him, reminding: "Don't touch it directly..."

"Just touch it, it's okay." The little lion muttered, his hands still sticking to the skin around his waist, and he didn't intend to take them back.

Tan He couldn't persuade the little lion, so he had to acquiesce.

The little lion didn't let go of his hand until he had touched enough and felt comfortable.

After Tan He tidied up his clothes, he still reminded: "Be careful when going outside in the future, and keep your distance."

"Don't come to my lounge at ordinary times, the crew is crowded and you will be seen."

"And after work is over, we still won't go back together, you can ask the assistant to pick you up."

Tan He read brokenly and said a lot.

"Teacher Tan." The little lion frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Tan He's words, "Then what if I want to touch the mark?"

Tan He: "We'll touch each other when no one is around."

The little lion is still not happy.

Tan He had no choice but to say: "It's better to avoid being on the set during the day, if you want to touch it, come here at night."

"Oh." The little lion nodded expressionlessly, and continued to pillow on Tan He's shoulder, holding Tan He tightly, not wanting to let go.

It wasn't until it was almost time to start filming that the little lion let go and went to film first.

In the morning, the scene of the little lion was shot first, and Tan He's scene was relatively late, so he was still in the lounge.

While Tan He was reading the script and reviewing his lines, he suddenly heard a cat meowing from the window——

"Meow~"

Hearing the meowing of the cat, Tan He couldn't help but look towards the window.

"Meow~"

The meowing outside continued, Tan He got up and went to the window, opened the curtains a little, and saw a little white cat squatting on the window sill.

Tan He immediately recognized this kitten who often came to the set to eat and drink, so he opened the curtains a little.

The little white cat was originally facing the window. After noticing the movement behind him, he turned his head to look at Tan He and tilted his head.

Tan He tentatively asked, "Do you want to come in?"

With that said, Tan He came to the side table, rummaged through the bag, and took out a piece of bread from it.

Usually when he came to the set, he would pack some snacks or something in his bag, and now he just needed it.

And the little white cat saw that there was something to eat, so it jumped in from the window sill and walked slowly towards Tan He.

Tan He found a clean plastic bag and spread it on the ground, then tore the bread into small pieces and put them on it.

The little white cat also lowered its head and ate the bread obediently, with the ears on its head moving from time to time.

Tan He looked at the little white cat eating, his heart was soft, and he couldn't help but want to pet it.

But just when Tan He reached out and was about to touch the little white cat's ear, his movements suddenly stopped, thinking of the little lion.

The little lion seems to mind that he touches other cats...

Tan He hesitated for a moment, wanted to pet the little white cat, but didn't dare.

Forget it, anyway, the little lion is still filming outside, so it shouldn't matter if he sneaks around, the little lion won't know.

So Tan He touched the little white cat's ear, feeling the softness in the palm of his hand, and his heart almost melted immediately.

Tan He rubbed his little ears, then went to touch the little white cat's body.

This little white cat is a domestic pet cat, and its hair is well groomed.

After Tan He touched the ears, he went to touch the little white cat's body, messing up the fur on the little white cat's body.

But the little white cat was still concentrating on eating the bread, and when it was full, it squinted its eyes and lay still on the ground.

So Tan He simply picked up the little white cat, sat on the sofa, rubbed the little white cat's belly, and released some of the catnip scent from his body.

Smelling the scent of catnip, the little white cat instinctively rubbed against Tan He's arms, stretched out its paws, hugged Tan He's arm stickily, and rubbed its little head against it.

Tan He teased the little white cat in his arms, and took out a comb from the space to comb the little white cat.

Tan He combed the hair very carefully, and focused all his attention on the little white cat, so he failed to notice the footsteps outside.

When the door of the lounge was pushed open, Tan He reacted immediately, looked up quickly, and saw the figure at the door——

Not far away, Feng Chi stood by the door in a white coat, narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced around the room, and landed on Tan He's arms.

Feng Chi stared at the ball of white fluff in Tan He's arms, his face turned cold.

Feng Chi closed the door and walked towards the sofa step by step, with low air pressure all over his body.

Tan He became a little nervous for no reason, and couldn't help but hug the little white cat in his arms a little tighter.

Tan He felt guilty for a while, and suddenly felt that he cheated on himself and was caught on the spot.

And the little white cat also instinctively sensed the danger, shrank into Tan He's arms, and took a few breaths of catnip scent by the way.

Feng Chi also noticed the faint scent of catnip in the air, and sneered: "Teacher Tan sucks catnip for it?"

Feng Chi's tone was sour, and he sat beside Tan He, staring at the little white cat.

Tan He silently let go of his hand and put the little white cat beside him.

And the little white cat also quickly slipped away, jumped onto the window sill, and slipped out.

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere became somewhat depressing.

Feng Chi remained silent, staring at Tan He closely.

Tan He was still holding the comb in his hand, couldn't help but grab the cat hair on the comb to divert his attention, and said, "I just saw it..."

Feng Chi also noticed the comb in Tan He's hand, and snorted coldly: "Teacher Tan is in such a mood, why do you still comb his hair?"

Tan He paused, silently put the comb on the table, and secretly glanced at Feng Chi.

The little lion had a cold face and seemed to be angry.

Tan He sighed softly, feeling a little helpless.

After all, a lion cub is a cub, so it is normal for the cubs to be possessive of their elders, and it is normal for cubs to compete with each other for favor.

So Tan He stretched out his hand, as before, wanting to pet the little lion

But the little lion avoided Tan He's movements, frowned and said, "My hands are full of cat hair."

Tan He was a little confused, subconsciously looked at the palm of his hand, but did not see the cat hair.

And the little lion moved closer, almost clinging to Tan He's neck, sniffing at Tan He.

"Teacher Tan has been stained with the smell." The little lion was very dissatisfied.

"Is there?" Tan He was even more confused, and didn't find any smell on his body.

The little lion rested on Tan He's shoulder, becoming agitated.

He went out to film a scene, but as soon as he came back, the smell on Teacher Tan's body was dirty!

The little lion was not happy, put his arms around Tan He's waist, lowered his head and rubbed against Tan He's neck, trying to wipe away the breath on his body.

Feng Chi released the demonic aura on his body, slowly infecting the person in his arms with the demonic aura, until Tan He's body was covered with his scent again, then he restrained himself a little.

Feng Chi withdrew his hand, frowned and said, "Teacher Tan, don't touch those cats outside casually."

As he spoke, Feng Chi revealed his half-animal form, with animal ears and tails popping out.

"Just touch my ears." Feng Chi approached with his head down, resting his head on Tan He's shoulder, and told him, "Teacher Tan, don't touch other cats from now on."

"Okay, okay." Tan He followed the little lion's words and agreed.

The little lion is just a cub. As an elder, it doesn't matter if he pampers the little lion a little more.

Tan He touched the head, ears and tail in various ways, and managed to coax the little lion well.

Feng Chi's mood improved a little, and his eyes fell on the comb not far away again, and he couldn't help but said: "If Teacher Tan wants to comb his hair, I can do it too."

Tan He rubbed his ears for a while, thinking that Feng Chi was about to transform back into the little milk lion body, he said pleasantly, "Really?"

"Yeah." The little lion lazily replied, "I have hair too."

His original form was big and imposing, and his mane was thick.