Feral cat domestication manual

Jing Cong was clearly arranged to lie down on the bed, only showing his head outside the blanket, and said to Jiang Ci, "You are so kind, Mr. Jiang."

Teacher Jiang, who was sitting by the bed, couldn't sit still after being praised so sincerely.He smiled brightly, "Then let me ask you, why did you suddenly cry when you were at the door? You only answered my first question, but not this one."

As long as Mr. Jiang stays with Jing Cong, he will have endless questions.This is very problematic.

Hearing this, Jing Cong's face blushed for an unknown number of times today, and his eyes wandered in an unknown direction.

"If you don't know..."

Jiang Ci gradually put away his smile and took a deep breath, as if he was making up his mind, his eyes tightly locked onto Jing Cong's, making it impossible for the other party to look away.

As early as when Jing Cong was taking a bath, Jiang Ci began to recall every reaction of Jing Cong when he was at the door. He realized that Jing Cong's tears did not seem to be because he took his poor mouth seriously, but...

Jiang Ci didn't dare to think too much.

But when Jing Cong completely let go of his defenses and camouflage in front of him, and confronted him with the most naked and honest appearance, he inexplicably surged with self-confidence, confident that only he at this moment had such treatment.

Jing Cong's reaction at this time made him feel that his determination was right.

A strong emotion and impulse rose in Jiang Ci's heart. He wanted to wrap this lonely, bruised little wild cat in front of him completely in his arms.

Jiang Ci had already discovered that the only thing he could not be indifferent to was Jing Cong, he could not let him go, he could not ignore him.Even if they've only known each other for less than two months.

He's not a guy who makes a living, but he's not a guy who likes to deceive himself either.

The warm and fierce love and desire for protection rose to the highest point in my heart.

When he spoke again, Jiang Ci's voice was slightly hoarse: "You didn't know it from the beginning, it seemed like you didn't know anything."

When no one was talking, the room was too quiet, not only the sound of shallow breathing, but even the beating of the heart seemed abrupt.

Jing Cong could only hold his breath, not daring to make a sound.

After a pause, "Then do you know that I like you very much?"

Then do you know, I like you very much.

Then do you even know?

I like you very much.

Jing Cong felt his brain explode, and quickly congested, as if he was placed in mid-air.And the appearance and voice of Jiang Ci when he said this sentence flashed in front of his eyes over and over again, just like a cassette tape when playing a movie.

Just when Jiang Ci said that you don't know anything, his heart was beating rapidly, and he still had some inexplicable expectations.

He really didn't know what he was vaguely expecting at the time.

And at this moment, he lost all thinking ability for a short time, and he lay motionless on the bed.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Ci got up, and Jing Cong felt the collapsed corner of the bed bounce back with a "squeak".

The body makes the deepest decision one step ahead of the brain, fulfilling the impulse.Jing Cong got up in a hurry, stretched out his stiff hands from under the blanket, and grabbed Jiang Ci's thigh and trousers.

Jiang Ci was pulled, his heart tightened, he looked at the hand holding his trousers, and looked at Jing Cong with some doubts.

Jing Cong said timidly: "Don't go."

He mustered up the courage to continue: "Do you... like me?"

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"I thought you were just teasing me."

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