The daily life of cats and foxes [entertainment]

The little milk cat was trembling all over, and the clear eyes suddenly appeared full of accusations, the small fangs slightly pierced the smooth and tender skin on the fingertips, and a bloody smell permeated the mouth, and then, she was a little worried He glanced at Qin Moran's expression cautiously, but saw that there was no sign of repentance on his face.

After glaring at Qin Moran fiercely, the little milk cat was secretly a little annoyed, but she couldn't bear to speak harshly, so she quickly turned her head away, curled up silently, and made up her mind that no matter how Qin Moran poked her this time, She ignored it.

Seeing this, Qin Moran realized that the teasing was almost over. With a leisurely smile, he stroked the little white dumpling in his arms very skillfully, and smoothed out the fur of his kitten.

Don't think that I won't be angry (#￣︿￣)

The kitten thought angrily.

After a while, the little milk cat's will began to waver, and he silently thought to himself: Well...it's quite comfortable_(:з)∠)_

Despite this, the little pompom in Qin Moran's arms remained motionless on the surface, curling up quietly, as if sulking.

When Qin Moran was about to softly coax her kitten, the car stopped slowly.Only then did Qin Moran realize that they had returned to the hotel inadvertently.So, she silently moved the plan of coaxing her kitten to the back of the room.

While Qin Moran was going upstairs, the little white dumpling in her arms slowly stretched a little, raised her little furry head, and looked at Qin Moran with an angry cat face, secretly thinking about how to teach her fox a lesson when she went back .

After a while, Qing·Mao·Yu had an idea in his mind, and he no longer sulked secretly, and lazily changed his posture, his eyes shone with anticipation.

After Qin Moran stepped into the room, she was about to coax the little milk cat. Suddenly, she found that the little white dumpling in her arms had changed back to a soft and cute appearance. She was a little surprised, leaned closer to the kitten, and asked curiously: " Feather, are you not angry?"

The little milk cat raised its eyes, and with a move in its heart, it stretched out its fluffy paws, pressed them on Qin Moran's mouth, slowly pushed them away, moved its body, and turned around.

Qin Moran smiled silently, looked tenderly at the coquettish kitten in her arms, and gently kissed the kitten's neck, back, and down slowly.

The little milk cat trembled all over, jumped up suddenly, and landed on the chair beside him silently, turned to Qin Moran, with a hint of forbearance in his tone, and said quickly: "Go take a bath, I won't be angry a long time ago."

Qin Moran smiled secretly, and walked into the bathroom contentedly.

After Qin Moran finished washing, he quietly leaned against the head of the bed, flipped through the script, and sketched.

With a click, the bathroom door opened, and Qing Yu walked out slowly, wrapped in a bath towel, with water dripping from the tip of her hair, a gentle smile on her brows and eyes, her long white and smooth legs moving like It is a silent invitation.

Qin Moran's eyes showed a bit of confusion, and he quickly recovered. He picked up the hair dryer on the bedside table, looked a little more uncertain, and stared straight at Qing Yu.

"Feather, let me blow your hair for you."

Qing Yu hummed lightly, like when she turned into a kitten, she naturally leaned half in Qin Moran's arms.The warm wind blew out slowly, and Qing Yu felt Qin Moran's cool fingertips running through his hair, and his lips curled into a stunning smile.

When the hair in his hands was half dry, Qin Moran's shoulders sank, and then the hand holding the hair dryer was gently covered.Qingyu turned around at some point, pressed her shoulder with one hand, and took the hair dryer unhurriedly with the other and put it aside.

Qin Moran's breathing became a little short, his eyes became deep, and there was an undercurrent.Qing Yu took advantage of the situation and sat astride her body, put the hands on her shoulders together, and wrapped them around her neck, her beautiful facial features were quickly magnified in her eyes.

In the next second, a hand was placed on the back of Qin Moran's head, her red lips fell down precisely, and her flexible and soft tongue gently pushed open her white teeth, rushing into it eagerly, licking/licking, hooking , with a fiery low/gasp...

Confused/masked, the loosely wrapped bath towel slowly slipped down, Qin Moran hooked the person on his body and slowly leaned back, falling behind...

"I wanted to treat you like this when I was shooting movies during the day." The ethereal voice was tainted with passion/desire, lazy and seductive, and slowly rang in Qin Moran's ears.

"Hmm—" Qin Moran moaned from between his red and swollen lips, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes blurred, he held Qing Yu's earlobe in his mouth, and murmured indistinctly, "Turn...turn off the light."

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I have to film tomorrow." Qing Yu stood up suddenly, and a gleam of clarity appeared in his moist eyes.

"You..." Qin Moran stared blankly at the ceiling, a long list of words popped up in his mind one after another - animal, scum, bastard...

Qing Yu, who was about to put on his pajamas, suddenly paused, feeling the surge of tide in his body, his expression froze, and he wanted to cry without tears.

In the early morning, Qin Moran slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but found that he couldn't move his whole body.She was startled, felt the gentle breathing coming from her ear, and immediately turned her head to take a look.At this moment, there is a large "koala" hanging on her body, and her limbs are tightly wrapped around her, so it is no wonder that she cannot move.

"Bad cat, wake up." Qin Moran stared at the sleeping face who was close at hand, and couldn't help running through the scenes of last night in his mind, silently turning out a small notebook in his heart, and jotted down stroke by stroke.

Qing Yu moved, and leaned against Qin Moran's body again. Not only did she not wake up, but she became even more tightly entangled, and her warm breath hit Qin Moran's neck, scratching gently like fluffy goose feathers. moving.

Qin Moran slid on the quilt with difficulty, moved to Qing Yu's mouth, and bit it down, grinding his lips and teeth.

Under such fuss, Qing Yu finally woke up, felt the biting on his lips in a daze, turned over and pressed on Qin Moran's body, subconsciously kissed deeply, tongue and mouth intertwined.

After a long time, the two slowly separated.

"Are you awake now?" Qin Moran's red lips parted slightly, and there was a slight hint of danger in his tone, as if he was about to start to settle accounts after autumn.

Qing Yu shrunk her head guiltily, and in a panic, she had an idea, turned back into a little milk cat, raised her soft and cute cat face, stretched out her claws to hug Qin Moran's neck, rubbed it flatteringly, and then reminded in a low voice: : "Moran, it will be too late if you don't get up again, my aunt should come to urge you soon."

Qin Moran rubbed the little white balls on her body in dissatisfaction, knowing that her little milk cat was telling the truth, so she didn't continue to settle accounts, and got up quickly.

Seeing this, the kitten breathed a sigh of relief, and thought naively: After the filming is over, Mo Ran should forget about it.

"Mo Ran, your lips..." As soon as Qing Yun entered the door, her eyes could not help but fall on Qin Moran's red and swollen lips, with a strange expression on her face, and she hesitated to speak.Then she quickly glanced at the kitten in Qin Moran's arms, with a hint of blame in her eyes, she couldn't help feeling worried, how could she go to the set with this look.

Qin Moran felt overwhelmed, stretched out his hand to grab the kitten's round cat face, and said calmly: "It's okay, today's plot is about the corner of the heroine's lips being accidentally injured when the second personality dominates and turns into a villain. So I showed my feet, I took a mask to the set, and when I got there, I asked the makeup artist to touch it up, and it was fine."

"Okay... okay." Qing Yun said hesitantly, full of doubts about Qin Moran's optimistic attitude, who on the set is not a genius, and can't tell whether it is the effect of makeup.

Qin Moran carried the little milk cat to the set, and ran into the director head-on.

"Moran, why are you wearing a mask all of a sudden?" the director asked suspiciously.

The kitten in Qin Moran's arms shrank suddenly, not wanting to be grabbed again, so he raised his paws reflexively, and tightly covered the round cat's face.Her defenses were not in vain. Qin Moran was reminded by the director's questioning that she really planned to grab the little milk cat's cat's face again, so she fumbled and pinched it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with her hand, as if what she pinched was a piece of milk. The shape of a claw.

Qin Moran looked down, and the little milk cat was blinking pitifully at her at the moment.She suddenly had an idea in her mind, and explained to the director with a smile: "It was Yu Yu who came to see me yesterday and told me that she vaguely saw a reporter outside, so I wanted to cover it with a mask."

The director looked at Qin Moran with a strange expression, nodded, and said nothing more, but he was dubious about Qin Moran's explanation. Hearing Qing Yu's name, he always felt that he was being fed dog food invisibly.

Qin Moran had a panoramic view of the director's expression, and walked towards the dressing room calmly, feeling extremely satisfied in her heart. She mentioned Qing Yu on purpose, in order to make the director misunderstand. In this way, after today, Kitty's The filming of the scene was over, and then she was able to drag Qing Yu to the set with her in a fair manner.

"Sister Qin, what...what's wrong with your lips?" The makeup artist was slightly startled when she saw Qin Moran take off her mask, and carefully considered her words.

Hearing the words, the little milk cat immediately drooped its head, and prayed weakly in its heart: Please, don't mention it again::>_<::

"I have to trouble you to cover it up for me, try to look like a scratch." Qin Moran didn't answer the makeup artist's question, but tapped the little milk cat's head lightly after asking, and said playfully , "Look, what your master owes, you are the one to pay it back."

Makeup artist: ... the owner of the kitten, isn't Qing Yun... wait a minute...! ! !I remembered, isn't it a feather!What did I just hear? !

"Okay, Sister Qin." After the makeup artist carefully covered up Qin Moran and barely made it look like a scratch, he was still a little uneasy, because after looking closely, he could still see There are many clues, but she has tried her best.