What bad thoughts can kittens have

For the next week or so, Yu Ming would often go out with Jiang Zhou.

Sometimes he goes to the movies, and sometimes he goes to the concert Yu Ming likes. After he came to human society, he hasn't had much fun yet.

In fact, he can't go out with his friends, except for working hours, he may face Jiang Zhou in the rest of his free time.

If Jiang Zhou came back temporarily and suddenly found that he was not at home, it would be troublesome.

But going out with Jiang Zhou won't have this problem.

When he first went out with Jiang Zhou, he was a bit cautious, but he was a little monster after all, when he was most playful, Jiang Zhou indulged him again, and he went crazy in a few days.

He went to the music festival with Jiang Zhou, wearing a white T-shirt full of graffiti, with cute and colorful stickers on his face, jumping and jumping on the field.

This is a rare activity in Yunshi.

After all, monsters, even if they become stars in human society, they rarely go back to where monsters live for concerts.

So he didn't watch a few shows at all.

He has never participated in a music festival like this.

In the evening, he strolled all over the place, curious about everything, and would often approach him in a familiar way, asking this and that. He was cute and small, and his questions were polite, and he was not annoying at all. Looking at his appearance, people thought he was a high school student who sneaked out to play.

"I'm an adult." Yu Ming said firmly.

By human algorithm.

The other tourists smiled, and a few of them couldn't help but want to ask him for a number, saying it was for chatting, but in fact they were all looking for further intimacy.

At this time, Jiang Zhou would come over from behind and put Yu Ming back into his arms with one hand.

"Sorry, this is my kid." He smiled politely at people, but he looked cold and unfriendly, "I am his guardian."

Yu Ming was taken aback at first.

It is true to say so.

He is indeed Jiang Zhou's kitten.

But he quickly realized that Jiang Zhou didn't mean that. In the human context, this sentence was somewhat possessive.

He couldn't help blushing.

But blushing should be blushing, but he didn't refute Jiang Zhou's words, and leaned obediently in Jiang Zhou's arms.

No one can understand now.

The person who was vaguely rejected touched his nose, felt bored, and ran away by himself.

This time they came to a camping theme music festival. After dark, they asked the band to sing in the middle of the tent.

But as the night went on, several musicians also ran around, jumping around, and everyone was singing.

The musicians were holding wine glasses and still beating the beat.

Yu Ming was sitting in his small tent, watching a group of people dancing wildly, laughing all the time.

He can't actually sing, but he hums along.

Probably because of his talent, he actually sang very well. The people around noticed and threw roses at him.

Yu Ming happily took it, and proudly showed it to Jiang Zhou, feeling that it was an affirmation of him.

Jiang Zhou laughed too, helped him find string and plastic paper, and tied up a few roses.

Yu Ming sat on the small stool next to him, looking at the flowers, and then at Jiang Zhou.

It was dark now.

Holding the wine provided by the camp, he blushed and muttered, "I'm so happy."

He is really happy.

This is not the same happiness as he was in Yunshi.

Life in Yunshi is peaceful and peaceful, everything is familiar, even unchanging.

Because the lifespan of monsters is so long that the flow of time has slowed down.

Hundreds of years ago and hundreds of years later, how much difference is there to monsters?

But for human beings, it is a vicissitudes of life.

Sitting in camp at this music festival, he knew full well that he was the only monster present.

He really doesn't fit in with these humans.

But he would sing out-of-the-box songs with the others and drink to the beat, and he would feel like a part of it again.

very nice.

Thinking like this, Yu Ming drank another bottle of fruit wine. He was out to play anyway today, and he became presumptuous. With Jiang Zhou by his side, he couldn't count how much he drank.

Jiang Zhou was a little worried and didn't want him to drink.

Yu Ming clutched the wine bottle and refused to let go.

Jiang Zhou snatched it away with all his strength, and Yu Ming hummed softly in aggrieved way.

"You hate it."

He looked at Jiang Zhou angrily, his eyes were actually a little drunk, but he himself felt that he was sober.

Hate it or hate it.

Jiang Zhou still confiscated his wine bottle, he looked down at the time, it was already nine o'clock, and the camp music festival was coming to an end.

Although it is a camping theme, it is not a camp in essence and cannot be used overnight.

Seeing Yu Ming's face flushed, his limbs limp and huddled into a ball, he thought for a while, and simply hugged Yu Ming.

"What are you doing?" Yu Ming looked at him in a daze.

"We're going home," Jiang Zhou said, "We should go. This place will be closed in a while."

Yu Ming didn't make any fuss, rolled around and refused to leave.

But he was lying on Jiang Zhou's shoulder, looking at the venue where people were gradually thinning out, he was still a little bit reluctant to part.

"I want to come again next time." He muttered to Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou hugged him, "Well, I will take you to another place next time."

Yu Ming couldn't help laughing.

He put his arms around Jiang Zhou's neck, was so drunk that he blew into Jiang Zhou's ear, "You are so kind."

Really.

He has never met anyone better than Jiang Zhou.

Yu Ming touched Jiang Zhou's ear, and called Jiang Zhou in a low voice.

Jiang Zhou concentrated on finding the parking lot, answered, and asked absently, "What's wrong."

Yu Ming was embarrassed to say so, and buried his face in Jiang Zhou's neck.

For a moment just now, he really wanted to kiss Jiang Zhou.

He wanted to kiss Jiang Zhou's face, kiss Jiang Zhou's lips, and make Jiang Zhou look at him all the time.

On the way back, Yu Ming fell asleep because he was too tired.

When driving to Qishan Road, Jiang Zhou stopped the car, but he didn't have the heart to wake him up. After a while, when it was past ten o'clock, he had no choice but to wake Yu Ming up.

Yu Ming struggled to open his eyes.

He did drink a little too much just now, and he is still dizzy. Although he realized that Jiang Zhou was talking to him, his body didn't want to move at all, so he just leaned on the co-pilot.

If it weren't for the last trace of sanity.

He actually wanted to tell Jiang Zhou, why did you call me, you can obviously take me home, anyway, my nest is beside your bed.

He likes the round strawberry-shaped nest that Jiang Zhou personally picked out for him. He often lays on it to take a nap, but at night he disposes of it and always slips into Jiang Zhou's blanket.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Jiang Zhou to himself.

"I really don't want to be separated from you." His voice was sticky, with the softness of drunkenness.

He is not talking about now, but later.

It was after he finished the assessment period.

He misses his parents, his companions and elders in the family, and his classmates and teachers at school.

But he was so reluctant to part with Jiang Zhou.

So much so that every time he went out with Jiang Zhou, he cherished it very much, and felt that every day was getting less and less.

When he thought of this, the smile on his face faded again, his green eyes were full of melancholy, unlike the usual heartless look.

But Jiang Zhou thought that Yu Ming was talking about this moment, and he didn't want to go home like this.

This made his eyes sink.

He stared at Yu Ming's rose-like lips, soft and plump, as if dipped in honey, his expression was even a little cold for a moment.

He used to think he was not a weak-willed person.

But he couldn't resist Yu Ming in the slightest.

Yu Ming didn't need to do anything, just smiled like this and looked at him with trust, he was about to lose his mind.

"It's better not to say such things," Jiang Zhou forced himself to look away, he stared out of the window, his side face was sharp and cold, "You don't want to know that a man who is nearly thirty years old is always thinking about What."

Yu Ming opened his eyes sleepily, didn't feel any danger at all, and kept asking, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Zhou didn't answer.

The air inside the car became thick, slow, almost stagnant.

The faint smell of alcohol is mixed with the taste of fir.

He gripped the steering wheel with his hands, as if trying to ease his anxiety.

Yu Ming liked the smell.

He reached out and tugged at Jiang Zhou's sleeve, and said vaguely, "Tell me."

His fingers touched the inside of Jiang Zhou's arm.

He obviously drank a lot of wine, his face was hot, but his fingertips were a little cold.

His fingers lightly rubbed against Jiang Zhou's wrist, scratching the little skin inside Jiang Zhou's sleeve, and his soft fingertips pressed against Jiang Zhou's slightly warm skin, seducing him without a teacher.

Jiang Zhou could only turn his head to look at him again.

The two looked at each other.

It didn't know when it started to rain outside the window, and it tapped on the window one by one.

The overwhelming water vapor dissipated the summer heat and turned the car into a blurred shadow, unable to see clearly out of the window or inside the window.

Yu Ming vaguely felt that Jiang Zhou's expression was very strange.

Restrained, and a little crazy.

It wasn't the Jiang Zhou he was familiar with.

But he was attracted like a demon, and couldn't help approaching Jiang Zhou.

He couldn't see his own face, which was flushed, his lips were as red as the juice of roses, his eyes seemed to be filled with water, as deep as the waves, but green as the forest in the early morning.

He held Jiang Zhou's hand, and heard Jiang Zhou's suppressed voice, "If you cling to me like this again, I won't let you go back."

"I'll want to kiss you, hug you, do everything I can imagine to you, dirty, unspeakable."

"Yu Ming, I don't think as well as you do, I do have desires for you."

Even when Jiang Zhou said these words, his voice was cold and hard.

He looked at Yu Ming with eyes that seemed to swallow him up, but his body seemed to be imprisoned in place, obstinately not moving.

He was indeed a gentleman at heart.

Yu Ming was startled when he heard that.

He seems to understand a little bit.

Ah, if his brother heard this, he would definitely beat Jiang Zhou up.

But he thought of Wan Lin's words again, "You don't have desire for your brother, right? But if you have desire for Jiang Zhou, then what is it if you don't like it?"

"If you kiss him and want him to hug you, you will know it yourself."

His eyes fell on Jiang Zhou's lips.

He was indeed drunk today, his brain was controlled by alcohol, all by instinct.

He thought dazedly, what Wan Lin said made sense, why not?

He just wanted to kiss Jiang Zhou at the music festival, or even earlier, to watch a movie with Jiang Zhou, and in the Ferris wheel in the amusement park, he just wanted Jiang Zhou to hug him, touch his back, neck, Rubbed his cheek.

So why not give it a try?

Jiang Zhou has always pampered him, even if he kisses Jiang Zhou, he won't be angry.

He thought so, and he did so.

Yu Ming's face rubbed against Jiang Zhou's palm, and he looked at Jiang Zhou with wet eyes.

He slowly raised his body, and amidst the overwhelming sound of rain, he touched Jiang Zhou's heart with one hand.

"Then what do you want to do to me?"

He asked in a hoarse voice, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhou.

He was very close to Jiang Zhou, and if he got any closer, his eyelashes would almost touch Jiang Zhou's face.

There was another faint fragrance in the car.

A completely different breath than before.

Tempting, but cold and elegant, clearly intended to seduce, but also carrying a sense of alienation.

Yu Ming seldom tells people what his paternal lineage is.

It is a nine-tailed fox.

According to the legend, the fierce and violent Nine-Tailed Fox, who is naturally good at charm, can make people bow their heads with just one look.

His growth and development has always been slow, not comparable to his brother, and he awakened his blood talent at a young age.

He inherited more from his mother, and he is not as powerful as his mother. He is just a not-so-intelligent kitten, beautiful, cute, and harmless.

But at this moment, staring into Jiang Zhou's eyes, he finally revealed a bit of foxy charm, the green eyes seemed to hide mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, moist and deep.

He looked at Jiang Zhou, blinked his eyelashes, and pressed Jiang Zhou's lips tremblingly.

He learned to kiss without a teacher.

Lingering, tentative, the tip of the tongue was like a dexterous snake, parting Jiang Zhou's lips.

While kissing, he asked vaguely, "Is it like this?"

Jiang Zhou's breathing suddenly became heavier.

The rain was loud, the summer rain came suddenly and restlessly, it was night, and the big raindrops hit the window, blurring all the scenery outside the window.

Jiang Zhou grabbed Yu Ming's waist.

Yu Ming was too thin, so he easily restrained Yu Ming with force, and hugged him onto his lap.

They were stuck in the small space on the driver's side.

Yu Ming sat on his lap, holding his shoulders with both hands, clearly in an advantageous position, but could only passively bear the kiss.

Jiang Zhou grabbed his waist tightly and kissed him fiercely.

He bit Yu Ming's lip, too hard, Yu Ming couldn't help but hum softly, as if begging for mercy, but in exchange for more rough treatment.

This has been suppressed for a long time.

Skin-to-skin contact can't relieve the fire in my heart.

Jiang Zhou slowly pushed Yu Ming down, and he held Yu Ming's back to prevent him from losing his support.

The water vapor outside the window spread up like a spider web.

The interior of the car also seemed to be infected with coldness.

However, Yu Ming's skin that was touched by Jiang Zhou felt hot for a while.

They kissed for an unknown how long.

Jiang Zhou was afraid that Yu Ming would feel uncomfortable and frightened Yu Ming, so he forced himself to loosen slowly.

But it was too difficult, he looked at Yu Ming with reddish eyes, his dark eyes were as thick as the night outside the window.

Yu Ming couldn't help panting.

He fell into Jiang Zhou's hand, leaning on Jiang Zhou's arm to support himself, as if he had turned into a harmless cat again.

But he was confused for a moment, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Zhou again.

He hooked Jiang Zhou's neck with his hands and sat in Jiang Zhou's arms.

"More..."

He lightly bit Jiang Zhou's Adam's apple, blushing, and murmured, "More."

What else, in fact, he didn't know.

But he didn't want Jiang Zhou to let him go.

He really had a desire for Jiang Zhouguo, and before he knew it, he was already growing like a rose in summer, secretly growing.

Jiang Zhou looked down at him with indescribably calm and crazy eyes.

He seemed to be examining whether Yu Ming's pandering was true or not, and he seemed to be considering how to swallow Yu Ming wholeheartedly.

Finally he bowed his head.

He kissed Yu Ming again.

This time the kiss was tender and lingering, like a lover's comfort, close and tugging, making people want to stop.

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