After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

Finally found a comfortable sleeping position

The living room fell silent because of Lin Xingmo's words.

Xu Yi stared at him, and the young man looked back calmly.

In this kind of staring, Mr. Xu's momentum weakened little by little, and he couldn't help but reflect in his heart.

Then found out...

Seems to be the case?

He proposed the divorce, and the agreement...he also said that the lawyer would send it to him and ask him to sign it.

Even so, Xu Yi was still a little annoyed. He looked at Lin Xingmo and said in a low voice, "Then why didn't you refuse?"

He said divorce, and he readily agreed, and even asked him for a divorce agreement, what does he think?

If Lin Xingmo didn't want to divorce him, why didn't he say anything and just agreed?

Lin Xingmo looked at him strangely, and didn't want to understand why he really reacted so badly?

In fact, at the art exhibition that day, he told Xu Yi that the divorce agreement had not been received yet. Xu Yi thought he was asking for it, but for Lin Xingmo...

This is a declarative sentence, simply stating the matter without any subjective thoughts.

Judging from Xu Yi's micro expression, he seemed very unhappy at the moment. After thinking about it, Lin Xingmo said thoughtfully, "If you wish, I can refuse."

After hearing this, Xu Yi almost lost his breath.

He felt tightness in his chest and wanted to vomit blood, but there was nowhere to vent his depression.

President Xu also finally realized that the brain circuits between himself and Lin Xingmo hadn't matched from the beginning.

Since their reunion, the two have not spent much time interacting with each other.

Even after marriage, I haven't seen it a few times.

Because he felt that Lin Xingmo hated him, he moved out directly after the wedding. When facing Lin Xingmo, he was always cautious and even a little helpless.

It was also at the art exhibition that he realized that he had thought too much before...

However, this way of thinking is too different, right?Could this be the legendary... generation gap?

Xu Yi was struck by lightning.

There is only a five-year age difference between him and Lin Xingmo, isn't there a lot of difference?Is there a generation gap already?

Xu Yi felt deeply frustrated.

He pursed his lips, took a final deep breath, and admitted his mistake with some difficulty: "I understand, I didn't do well in this matter."

It was because he was too sensitive that the relationship between the two of them became so rigid, and they almost screwed up their marriage...

Lin Xingmo... was at a loss.

He didn't understand, so he ignored him, adjusted his posture with the pillow in his arms, lay on his side, and nestled into the sofa again, looking for a more comfortable position.

Although the disease has been cured, but after taking the medicine, he began to feel sleepy again.

Just when he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze, Xu Yi said again:

"Then we're not getting a divorce?"

He stared at Lin Xingmo closely, and finally confirmed it again.

Lin Xingmo didn't want to talk to him, and was worried that he would continue to disturb his sleep, so he hummed.

After receiving a solid answer, the expression on Xu Yi's face completely softened, and joyful emotions appeared in the dark ink pupils. Although he could detect Lin Xingmo's perfunctory, he didn't mind at all.

The boulder that had weighed on his heart these days fell to the ground, and the man's eyebrows stretched as if the sky had cleared after the rain.

Lin Xingmo opened his eyes and was about to move his nest again. Seeing him like this, the scene of seeing little Xu Yi for the first time unconsciously appeared in his mind.

He stood under the fence, smiled and stretched out his hand to him, saying that he could support him...

Lin Xingmo's eyelashes drooped slightly.

If the cat remains the same, will we never see that child again?

He hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, looked up at Xu Yi, sat up slowly, looked at his legs, and suddenly said: "You just stood up."

Xu Yi froze.

The scene in the locker room came to mind. At that time, he really... stood up in various senses.

"Your legs can move." Lin Xingmo said again.

Because every time he saw Xu Yi, he was in a wheelchair, so he always thought that Xu Yi's lower body was paralyzed and his legs lost feeling.

The man pursed his lips slightly, looked away, and said with a little embarrassment: "You can stand up, but... it's a little bit reluctant."

Lin Xingmo nodded. There was no special expression on his face, as if he was asking casually, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

Xu Yi was relieved by his performance like this.

"are you hungry?"

He changed the subject bluntly, "Do you want afternoon tea?"

Lin Xingmo shook his head, "Sleepy."

Then he opened his mouth slightly and yawned, but instead of lying down immediately, he stared at Xu Yi, his light blue eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

Xu Yi also noticed his gaze, "Huh?"

Then, he saw the young man pointing to the other end of the sofa and saying, "Sit over here."

Xu Yi looked at him in confusion, probably only Lin Xingmo could command him like this, and he wouldn't have any emotions in his heart.

only……

He looked at the sofa, then at Lin Xingmo, pursed his lips and said, "Turn around."

Lin Xingmo blinked, not understanding why he needed to turn around, but he obediently did so.

The young man did not put down the pillow, but twisted his waist, moved on the sofa, and slowly turned his back.

Because of this movement, the belt of his nightgown tied around his waist was torn loose, and the neckline slid down a lot, exposing the snow-white skin on half of his shoulders.

Against the backdrop of the dark black robe, the skin was so white that it seemed to reflect light.

Xu Yi's eyes straightened, and his throat felt a little dry again. Fortunately, the next moment, the young man stretched out his fingers and pulled back the slipped collar.

He didn't know whether to regret or breathe a sigh of relief.

With a sigh in his heart, Xu Yi pressed the brake of the wheelchair, locked it, stretched his arms to prop up his body, and moved to sit on the sofa with difficulty.

After just this short distance, fine sweat broke out on his forehead——he had stood in the locker room for too long just now, and his legs hadn't fully recovered yet, so he held on for a while, and then trembled slightly.

Xu Yi wiped off his sweat and pressed his leg muscles a few more times to relax himself a little before he looked at the young man's back and said, "It's done."

Lin Xingmo bent over slightly, leaned his cheek on the pillow, and almost fell asleep waiting.

Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi also looked at him, wondering what he was planning to do by asking him to sit over.

He found that he really couldn't figure out what Lin Xingmo was thinking.

This is a double sofa, but it's not that long. Lin Xingmo lay on it with his legs curled up.

But when he got used to the cat, he wanted to shrink into a small place. When living with little Xu Yi, he even preferred to stay in a cardboard box.

Cardboard boxes are really irresistible to cats.

Xu Yi sat on the side of the sofa, very close to Lin Xingmo, there was about a pillow distance between them, and he could even smell the fragrance of the shower gel on the young man.

Under his gaze, Lin Xingmo glanced at him, and then just fell down.

Remembering how he suddenly fainted that night, Xu Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch him, but the young man avoided his hand, and then...

On his lap.

Xu Yi froze, his hands stayed in the air, and his eyes were already lowered.

The young man's body was curled up, with his back facing him and resting on his lap, he could only see the back of his head and a small part of his side face, and...

Xu Yi looked down.

Following Lin Xingmo's movements, the nightgown on his body became more loose.

The robe, which was originally loose and soft, slid down most of it following his side-lying posture, revealing a slender and beautiful neck, a delicate and delicate collarbone, a large expanse of fair skin, and...

Looming red dots.

Xu Yi's Adam's apple rolled vigorously, and the blood in his body boiled again.

He stared at Lin Xingmo, a little lost in thought.

Under his scorching gaze, Lin Xingmo didn't feel the slightest discomfort. He sniffed the reassuring aura on Xu Yi, and finally found a comfortable posture for him.

In the past 20 days, he turned into a cat and lived with little Xu Yi.

Every night, when the teenager was learning to read, he would hold him in his lap like this. In the cold winter without heating, they relied on each other like this to keep each other warm through every night.

Lin Xingmo is used to this kind of experience. Although he has become a human now and his body has become taller and bigger, he thinks it is good to sleep like this.

Especially the warm breath on Xu Yi's body gave him a strong sense of security, and he closed his eyes, as if he had turned into that kitten again, nestled in the arms of the boy.

He closed his eyes and rubbed the man's thigh comfortably.

Xu Yi only felt a numb itching, which went straight up from the tailbone, making him tremble all over.

He felt that Lin Xingmo must have done it on purpose.

but……

Seeing him curled up as a pillow on his lap, sleeping peacefully, Xu Yi couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he saw the elf-like cat, ran to lie on his lap again, and rubbed the cat fur on his pants.

Feeling Lin Xingmo's gradual and even breathing, and confirming that he had indeed fallen asleep, Xu Yi couldn't help sighing, trying to relax himself as much as possible...

Don't look at Lin Xingmo's messy robe.

But, how could it be possible to bear it?

Xu Yi stared at the looming beauty, and just when he couldn't help but want to extend his sinful hand, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Soon, nurse Chen's footsteps sounded.

Xu Yi regained his senses, and quickly pulled the blanket off the wheelchair, covering Lin Xingmo's body, covering the scenery on his chest.

It was someone from the clothing store who delivered clothes to Lin Xingmo.

Xu Yi had reported the size of the wedding dress when he got married, and Xu Yi remembered Lin Xingmo's value very clearly.

Looking at the young man who was lying on his lap, frowning because of the noise from the doorbell, Xu Yi stretched out his palm and gently covered his ears.

When people from the clothing store entered, he signaled with his eyes and hand gestures, telling them to move more lightly and not to speak.

The clerk understood, and after sending the clothes to the cloakroom upstairs, he left carefully, trying not to make any noise, so as not to wake up the person who was carefully guarded by the big boss.

They were actually a little curious, but the big boss was very tightly guarded, except for his black hair and a somewhat slender figure, he couldn't see anything clearly.

Although they were careful, after Lin Xingmo was woken up by the doorbell, he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

He lay limply on Xu Yi's lap as if he had no bones, he didn't really think about it, and he didn't want to say hello to the outsider who suddenly broke into the house.

Xu Yi noticed it and didn't say anything.

It's just that he didn't expect that after the shop assistants left, nurse Chen also went upstairs to pack things, and Lin Xingmo suddenly made a movement.

He slumped, sat up slowly, and then stretched.

So, with this movement, his already precarious nightgown was completely loosened like this, half of the skirt slipped off, leaving only the other half hanging pitifully on his shoulder.

Xu Yi's heart beat wildly.

However, the young man who was the culprit was still looking blankly at the slipped nightgown, as if wondering why the clothes suddenly fell off.

Thin white hands grabbed onto the dark black nightgown, ready to pull back the slipped robe, but this time, Xu Yi did not let him do so.

The man's thick palm grasped his slender wrist, preventing him from moving.

Lin Xingmo raised his eyes, and met Xu Yi's eyes in puzzlement.

He felt that something was wrong with Xu Yi, his eyes were red, not sad, but angry, and his expression was a little ferocious.

Where did he provoke him?

Under Lin Xingmo's bewildered eyes, he felt a thrust, his back was pressed against the armrest of the sofa, the man grabbed his hands, and a tall figure covered him.