The daily life of cats and foxes [entertainment]

Qin Moran was very satisfied with the sudden appearance of a human-shaped pillow, so he naturally stretched out his arms to hug her, and then smiled with his lips curled up. He picked up a strand of hair with his fingertips, slowly wrapped it around, loosened it, and wrapped it around again...

After playing with her kitten's hair for a while, Qin Moran slowly retorted like an angry child who couldn't eat candy: "How do you know you won't? If you bully me again, maybe you won't like you anymore, hehe !"

"It's not good to give up halfway." Qing Yu was like a triumphant cat after jumping on its prey, squinting her narrow and charming eyes comfortably, and her lazy tone was full of determination and trust.

The lingering and pleasant whispers are still lingering around the ears, the warm breath is gently patted on the neck, and the embracing and clinging delicate bodies are surrounded by the familiar and reassuring fragrance, and infinite satisfaction suddenly rises in Qin Moran's heart.

"Yes yes yes, I listen to my little ancestor." Qin Moran bent his eyes, raised a sweet smile, lowered his head while talking, and his seductive red lips came into view.Qin Moran's eyes were fixed, and his eyes were drawn by the beautiful shape of the lips, and then he leaned forward fascinatedly, his breath intertwined, and the light kiss slowly fell.

"It's so perfunctory..." Qingyu opened her mouth and bit the delicious food that she offered to deliver to her door. She was not satisfied with the title of little ancestor. She also wanted to spoil her fox and be her reliance. It's like calling a child, I don't like it at all!

Qin Moran read the discontent in her kitten's eyes at a glance, inadvertently revealed a deep smile, and subconsciously murmured: "Such a small ball, soft and cute, it screams like a baby... Angry, but not good at all, causing trouble everywhere, necrotic, isn't this the little ancestor~"

? ! !Qingyu felt depressed for a while, like a kitten showing its sharp claws, it bit hard on the lip that was close at hand, and wanted to refute, but found helplessly that she couldn't find what was wrong, and she was powerless to refute. .

A pain suddenly came from Qin Moran's lips, he gasped subconsciously, and then heard a muffled and dissatisfied hum from his bosom.

"Do you know why it's the little ancestor? Because I just want to spoil you, I wish I could spoil you so much that you can never see other people in your eyes again." Qin Moran's eyes flashed with a touching light, tenderly Supporting Qingyu's chin, he gently caressed his delicate cheek with his thumb.

"I want to spoil you too." The few words that blurted out turned into a ray of warm light that fell on Qin Moran's heart, and the sunflowers all over the mountains and plains bloomed against the warm light.

"Besides, I'm very picky eater, and I can't tolerate others anymore." Qing Yu faintly sensed that her fox seems to be very insecure, if words can weaken the inner anxiety of her fox, she is willing to give her affection , I narrated tirelessly until my temples turned gray.

"Picky eaters?" Qin Moran raised his eyebrows, a shyness flashed in his eyes, his cheeks were instantly stained with an intoxicating blush, he pinched Qing Yu's cheeks, and said coquettishly, "Little dirty cat, I was really deceived by your innocent appearance. "

Qingyu blinked blankly, feeling confused, what happened, she was still thinking about how to make her fox feel more secure, so how did she turn onto the highway?

"Still pretending! Little bad cat, your acting skills are getting better and better. I can't even tell that this innocent expression is fake, and I almost believed it—" Qin Moran drew his tone, and looked at her suspiciously The kitten's expression seemed to have discovered a new world, and her face was full of surprise. With her eyes steeped in acting for many years, she couldn't see any flaws.

"How can I?" Qing Yu gave Qin Moran a white look, and retorted, "Sexy fox, what are you thinking~"

"Missing you, self-taught, I didn't teach you so many tricks, huh?" Qin Moran's eyes flashed as if recalling the unsightly scene.

The sharp ringtone broke the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, and the slowly rising heat suddenly dissipated.

"I don't seem to have set the alarm clock, and...how could it be set at this time...it can't be when I'm in a daze..." Qin Moran quickly reached out and touched the place where the sound came from. Go, picked up the phone and turned off the alarm clock, then stared at the screen and muttered in bewilderment.

"Bad cat, what did I do when I was drunk?" Falling into deep self-doubt, Qin Moran turned around and asked about her kitten.

"I don't remember, you don't seem to have touched your phone before." Qing Yu completely forgot about the director's call to inform the recording time. By the way, she personally set the alarm clock on Qin Moran's phone afterwards. I couldn't remember anything, and they were thrown together in a small corner of my mind.

"Think about it again." As soon as the words fell, Qin Moran seemed to suddenly recall something, and added casually, "Except for you, I only remember this..."

"You..." Qing Yu wished she could stuff Qin Moran's mouth with something, lest she be full of filth and tease her every now and then.

The sharp and ear-piercing bell rang again, and the volume seemed to have been deliberately turned up to the maximum. Caught off guard, both of them were startled, and then their eardrums tingled.Qin Moran frowned, with an indescribable expression on his face, he hastily lowered the volume, feeling very depressed: "My God, what have I done, I can't remember anything, and I didn't drink a lot, why? Is it broken?"

Qingyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. This familiar way of setting the alarm clock finally made her retrieve the memory in a small corner of her brain.Qingyu's expression froze, and she glanced guiltyly at Qin Moran who was still wondering, and confessed in a low voice: "That...the alarm clock...it seems to be me, that is, when you were still awake in the morning, the director called I called and notified the recording time, I was afraid that neither of us would wake up, so I set an alarm clock every 1 minute..."

As if to verify Qing Yu's words, Qin Moran played the familiar melody again.With a slight movement of her thumb, after quickly pressing the alarm clock, Qin Moran couldn't laugh or cry. After a long time of arguing, the culprit was right in front of her eyes. Fortunately, she still recalled it for a long time.

"So many?! You set more than a dozen in one go?!" Qin Moran clicked on the list and planned to turn off all of them in one go, and a long series of alarm clocks with an interval of only one minute came into view.

"I used to do this all the time so that I wouldn't be late for the morning class. I got used to it." Qing Yu explained embarrassingly.

"Puchi." Qin Moran laughed softly, and a vivid picture immediately appeared in his mind-the sun was rising, her kittens closed their eyes, and they were sleeping soundly in a ball under the blanket, and the first alarm suddenly rang throughout the whole place In the room, the little milk cat wrinkled its nose unhappily, and drooped its pointed ears spontaneously, as if to block the sharp noise. Then the little milk cat stretched out a paw, landed it precisely, and patted it on the phone screen. The alarm stopped abruptly, the little milk cat looked relaxed, turned over in satisfaction, and continued to sleep soundly. After a while, a similar episode repeated itself, and the cycle...

"It's so cute." Qin Moran flung herself on her kitten with a smile in her eyes, and after a quick kiss, she got up from her side and said, "Honey, let's get up and go to the theater."

"What play?" Qing Yu got up quickly, and asked curiously while tidying the messy bed.

"Truth or dare, it can't be us this time, after all, it's a recording program." Qin Moran analyzed it calmly, and then showed enthusiasm, "If the program group wants to stir up the popularity of CP, it will definitely Hands on the game."

"They're going to have a headache, and then maybe they'll forget the promise made by a disobedient bad cat..." Qin Moran glanced at her kitten meaningfully, and opened up old accounts.

"What promise?" Qing Yu turned around blankly, and when he met Qin Moran's eyes, he suddenly understood, and flattened his lips, "What kind of promise is that, even if you remember it, you can't keep it."

"That's good." After hearing a satisfactory answer, Qin Moran walked towards the bathroom.

When the reflection in the mirror came into view, Qin Moran was stunned for a while, before he managed to recognize that the woman in the mirror with messy temple hair, three cat whiskers drawn on both sides of her cheeks, and a small cat paw printed on her collarbone was her.It is self-evident who made this masterpiece, Qin Moran immediately gritted his teeth and shouted: "Bad—feather—mao—!"

"Huh?" Qing Yu hurried over, seeing Qin Moran staring at himself in the mirror with a gloomy expression, his heart was like a mirror, he quickly transformed back into a kitten, swished onto Qin Moran's shoulder, opened his claws, Hugging Qin Moran's neck, she coquettishly meowed softly.

"Bad thing, you did a good job! Huh?" Qin Moran stared at the little milk cat in the mirror, pointed to the cat's whiskers on the face and the cat's paw print on the collarbone, then turned his head and asked angrily.

The little milk cat immediately raised its paws, pawed at Qin Moran's chin, the soft and cute cat's face quickly approached, and kissed on the red lips in one breath.

Qin Moran's eyes darkened, he squinted his eyes, and his tone was full of danger: "Don't think that you can get away with it without talking!"

"Meow~" The little milk cat squatted on Qin Moran's shoulder, lowered its head, looking weak and helpless.

Qin Moran's expression softened, and he was stalemate for a while, then reached out and rubbed her kitten's furry head. She wasn't really angry, but, taking this opportunity, she could...

"Little bad cat, you promise me one thing, and I'll turn it over." Qin Moran's words were full of temptation.

"Okay! Promise, promise! Promise to everything!" Qing Mao Mao Yu hurriedly nodded, fearing that her fox would regret it if she was a second late, and responded repeatedly.

"It's a deal? You agreed? You can't go back on your word." Qin Moran narrowed his eyes triumphantly, like a fox wagging its tail, with a sly smile flashing in his eyes.

"Yeah, no regrets!" The little milk cat heaved a sigh of relief, happily rubbing against her fox, unaware that she had dug a hole for herself.