Kissing scenes every day

As soon as Tan He saw the dangling tail, he wanted to hold it in his palm and knead it or something.

But Tan He still remembered that the little lion said before that the tail can only be touched by the partner, so he said: "Isn't the tail only for the partner to touch?"

"Elders can touch too." The little lion obediently rested on Tan He's shoulder, "Didn't Teacher Tan say he was older than me? Older than me is an elder, and he can touch his tail."

Tan He was eager to move, wanted to touch his tail, but asked worriedly: "Really?"

"Really." The little lion nodded seriously, with no flaws in the expression on his face.

So Tan He tentatively said, "Then I touched it?"

"En." The little lion responded, and deliberately rubbed Tan He's fingertips with the tip of its tail.

Tan He's fingers were numb from being rubbed, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He held the tail in his palm, touched the soft hair on the tip of the tail, and rubbed it back and forth.

The fur on the tip of the lion cub's tail is very fluffy, which is different from the tail of an ordinary lion. The cub's tail is more cute. The tip of the tail looks like a fluffy ball, and it feels very comfortable to the touch.

Tan He held his tail and rubbed it back and forth, and the little lion also leaned over, humming and chirping, and pressed almost his whole body on Tan He, hugging him in his arms.

Tan He was still playing with his tail, so he didn't pay attention to the little lion's movements.

When Tan He realized it, he found that the little lion was leaning in his arms, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Tan He called out, "Feng Chi?"

The little lion replied lazily, and found that Tan He hadn't touched his tail, so he shook his tail in the air with some dissatisfaction.

So Tan He continued to rub the tip of his tail and said, "Why don't you go to bed and sleep first?"

The little lion opened his eyes, got up slowly, and walked towards the bed.

Tan He followed by, and thoughtfully helped the little lion cover the quilt.

The little lion lay under the quilt and asked, "Won't Mr. Tan sleep with me?"

"I'm not going to sleep." Tan He said, taking another chair and sitting by the bed, "I'll stay here with you."

Feng Chi frowned, a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, and obediently closed his eyes, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the afternoon, Feng Chi woke up, and his cold symptoms eased a little, not as uncomfortable as in the morning.

But when Feng Chi woke up, there was no one else in the lounge.

Tan He is not here, he should be filming.

Feng Chi got up and got out of bed, put on his clothes and walked outside, and suddenly saw the figure outside the studio——

Tan He was sitting in the rest area, and a group of people were gathering together, as if they were watching something.

Feng Chi didn't think too much, and walked over there directly.

When Feng Chi approached, he saw a staff member holding a kitten, and Tan He was holding a milk bottle in his hand, feeding the kitten.

"so cute……"

"It's so small, how old is it?"

"It's so good, I want to adopt it too..."

A group of people gathered together to watch the kitten drink milk with a pacifier in its mouth.

When Feng Chi saw that Tan He and the little milk cat were so close, his face immediately became sullen, and he called out, "Teacher Tan."

Tan He stopped breastfeeding, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Chi not far away.

Tan He was a little cautious, gave the bottle to the person beside him, and then walked towards Feng Chi.

"How do you feel?" Tan He patted Feng Chi's arm, and asked again, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Teacher Tan touched another cat again." Feng Chi's tone was sour, and he glanced at the little milk cat not far away.

"It was brought by their logistics team, I'll just come over and take a look." Tan He explained quickly.

"Teacher Tan is still so close." Feng Chi was unhappy, and pulled Tan He back to the lounge, "The cats outside are not good."

Tan He nodded perfunctorily, but still couldn't help but argue, "I just helped feed the baby, but I didn't touch it."

Feng Chi was still unhappy, so he took Tan He to the bathroom to wash his hands, and he didn't feel relieved until he washed off all the cat smell on Tan He's hands.

Feng Chi complained: "Teacher Tan has to touch other cats every time..."

"No."

"I can touch it too!" Feng Chi was unhappy.

Tan He wanted to say something more, when he saw the person in front of him suddenly flicker and disappear, and there was a heavy weight in his arms.

Tan He subconsciously hugged the things in his arms, looked down, and found the limp little milk lion in his arms.

It's just that the little milk lion was a little unhappy, and said in a childish voice: "If Teacher Tan wants to pet, you can come and pet me directly, and you are not allowed to pet other cats."

When Tan He saw the little milk lion, his heart softened instantly, and he nodded quickly: "Okay, okay!"

Tan He sat on the sofa with the little milk lion in his arms, and saw that the fur on the little milk lion's neck was a little messy, so he took out a small comb and combed the little milk lion's fur.

The little milk lion was still moving around restlessly, sticking its paws on Tan He's chest, and the little milk lion warned: "There will be no next time!"

"Okay, okay." Tan Hedu responded, and even held the little milk lion's small meat pad and squeezed it.

The paws of the little milk lion are very soft when pinched, similar to the cat's paws, they are all soft to the touch.

Tan He pinched his paws while grooming the little milk lion.

And the little milk lion buried his head in Tan He's chest, rubbing back and forth indiscriminately.

The little milk lion's head is relatively small, and there is a circle of fur around its neck. Tan He's collarbone was a little itchy from being rubbed, so he couldn't help but secretly knocked on the little milk lion's head, "Don't rub it indiscriminately."

The little milk lion was still a little aggrieved, and silently stretched out his paws to touch the place on his forehead where he was knocked, and then lay down on Tan He's chest, motionless.

Tan He also continued to concentrate on combing the back of the little milk lion, and then combed the hair on the tip of the tail.

Tan He combed his hair very carefully, and didn't pay attention to the little milk lion's small movements.

After combing, Tan Hegang was about to change the position of the little milk lion to hug him, when he looked down inadvertently, and found that the buttons on his chest were inexplicably undone.

Tan He stared at his chest suspiciously, seeing that the top three buttons of the shirt had been undone, so he glanced at the little milk lion in his arms, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why did you unbutton the shirt?"

"No." The little milk lion shook his head, and his tone was very innocent, "I opened the clothes by myself, and I don't know what happened."

Tan He tapped the little milk lion on the head again, hugged the little milk lion with one hand, and fastened the button on his chest with the other.

Sitting on Tan He's lap, the little milk lion felt a little regretful when he saw that the buttons were fastened.

Pity……

The little milk lion wrinkled his face, and was a little unhappy.

Tan He fastened the buttons, and continued to comb the little milk lion's front fur.

It's just that the little milk lion was absent-minded and kept staring at Tan He's chest.

After a while, the little milk lion suddenly said, "I want to drink milk."

Tan He didn't think much about it, and asked, "Shall I buy you milk?"

The little milk lion frowned, shook his head, and said in a milky voice, "I don't drink milk."

Tan He: "Then goat's milk?"

"Don't drink." The little milk lion still shook his head.

"Then what do you want to drink? Lion's milk?" Tan He thought for a while, "Lion's milk doesn't seem too thick..."

The little milk lion didn't say what he wanted, but just suddenly changed back to human form.

And because the little milk lion was originally on Tan He's lap, after transforming back into a human form, Feng Chi was also in Tan He's arms.

Feng Chi knelt on the sofa with his legs apart, propped his hand on the edge of the sofa to stabilize his body, and did not put his whole body weight on Tan He.

"Teacher Tan." Feng Chi's eyes sparkled, and he said again: "I want to drink milk."

"What are you drinking?" Tan He asked.

Feng Chi still didn't explain, and sat on the sidelines, then reached out and pulled Tan He into his arms.

Tan He moved his wrist, as if he wanted to resist.

Feng Chi lowered his head, pillowed on Tan He's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Teacher Tan, let me give you a hug."

Feng Chi's voice was very soft and sounded fragile.

As soon as Tan He heard this voice, his heart softened for a while, so he obeyed and stopped resisting, and was quietly hugged by Feng Chi.

Tan Hehui hugged the person in front of him, thinking that Feng Chi had caught a cold and was not feeling well, so he asked, "Is it still uncomfortable? Do you have a headache?"

Feng Chi followed the trend: "A little bit."

When Tan He heard this, his heart ached even more, and he hurriedly said, "Then stop talking, and lie down on the bed to rest."

"No need." Feng Chi muffled, "Just a hug will be fine."

Holding the person in his arms, Feng Chi secretly inhaled the fragrance of Tan He's body.

But because Tan He usually hides the scent, Feng Chi didn't smell catnip when he smelled it, but only a faint plant scent——

It smells good and is very comfortable.

"I want to smell the fragrance..." Feng Chi couldn't help but said.

Tan He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then he heard Feng Chi say again: "Just a little bit..."

Feng Chi's voice was a little soft, like being coquettish.

Tan He couldn't help but patted the little lion's head, unable to refuse at all, and obediently let out some of the catnip scent.

However, Tan He still controlled the strength and only released a part.

But even a part of it is a fatal attraction for felines.

When Feng Chi smelled the fragrance, his pupils turned golden in an instant, but they soon returned to normal.

Feng Chi panted slightly, and buried himself in Tan He's neck, sniffing the scent of catnip on Tan He's body, so comfortable that even the lion's tail curled up unconsciously.

The tip of the nose smells like catnip, sweet, just like Teacher Tan, very sweet...

Feng Chi couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and licked his neck.

And because he was in a state of excitement, when Feng Chi licked it, he didn't put away the barb on his tongue.

Tan He also noticed the itching of his neck all at once, but it wasn't very painful, even if it was acquiescence.

And Feng Chi was buried on the side of his neck, and at first he just licked it slowly, but then he couldn't control it for a while, and became more and more excited.

"Feng Chi..." Tan He snorted, his neck aching from being licked.

He knew that cats have barbs on their tongues and that place, but he didn't expect that the barbs on the tongue of a lion cub could be so painful.