Feral cat domestication manual

The accident was standing in front of his door, looking bleary-eyed.

Jiang Ci was about to get up to look at Jing Cong who was sleeping, when he turned around, he saw a man in long-sleeved pajamas standing against the wall.

"When did you wake up? Are you still comfortable?" Jiang Ci was a little surprised, walked over and raised his hand to touch Jing Cong's forehead.

Fortunately, no cold or fever.

"Not for long." Jing Cong replied.

"Did I wake you up just now?"

After Jiang Ci asked, Jing Cong looked at him for a moment, but his eyes seemed unfocused when he just woke up, and then he just shook his head.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face, and make dinner later."

Jing Cong walked obediently to the sink, and when he was brushing his teeth, he found that the clothes he had changed before were gone, and even the underwear he had washed but forgot to dry, and the laundry basket was empty.

He looked around and caught a glimpse of the "missing object" hanging from the balcony.

Seeing his round head dangling back and forth, Jiang Ci couldn't change his nature and said, "I washed the clothes for you. Tell me, how do you plan to thank me?"

"..."

"Think about what else you have now, I don't choose, it's fine."

Obviously very shy, Jing Cong didn't say a word, and after a while he said stiffly: "Next time I will wash it for you too."

Jiang Ci felt that after a deep heart-to-heart talk, the little wild cat was not so cute anymore.

A little depressed.

He grabs curry, chicken and vegetables from the fridge and plunges into the kitchen to cook.

It's not that Jing Cong didn't feel it. He was ashamed and secretly excited. Today, there was another first time in his life - the first time someone helped him wash his clothes.

But Jing Cong had a bigger thing on his mind, and what surprised him the most was Jiang Ci's adjustment and transformation speed.

Jing Cong woke up earlier than Jiang Ci imagined. He didn't recognize the bed, but he used to sleep on a hard bed. Jiang Ci's bed was a bit soft, and he was not used to it.

So he woke up after not sleeping for a while, opened his eyes in a daze, and got out of bed barefoot.Only after he opened the door a crack, the half of Jiang Ci's words "...give me the house" fell into his ears.

He heard the whole process afterwards, and he also saw Jiang Ci's act of backing up the recording.

He has always been good at holding his breath, light hands and feet, automatic invisibility, seeing all directions and listening to all directions acquired by debt collectors.

Combined with what he heard and Jiang Ci's trembling and tense hands during the process, Jing Cong was in a state of confusion.

What made him even more confused and anxious was that Jiang Ci saw that he immediately came to care about himself after waking up, with no flaws in his expression or emotion, and then continued to make fun of himself.I'm cooking dinner in the kitchen right now.

Jing Cong stared closely at the kitchen door that Jiang Ci closed because he was afraid of the oily smoke wafting out. He picked up Jiang Ci's mobile phone on the sofa, pressed a button, and the screen asked for a password.

He opened the lock easily, but because the password was six zeros, Jiang Ci used to repeat his fingertip movements at the same bottom position every time he opened the lock screen in front of him.

Jing Cong found the recording, turned the volume to the minimum, pressed the play button and put it next to his ear.

Before turning off the phone screen, a new text message came in, and Jing Cong saw the content from the notification bar without clicking on it.

When Jiang Ci came out to pick up a pot of cool white water, he saw Jing Cong sitting on the sofa with a face that stinks so badly that ice flakes would fall off his face if he scratched it.

In fact, it is only because of the sudden contrast that it is all the more obvious.

He hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

Jiang Ci walked over with the kettle in his hand and kicked him lightly, "What are you doing, I'm uncomfortable sitting here, help me."

Jing Cong raised his head, and his expression finally became a little angry. He stood up and took the water bottle with a submissive gesture.

Jiang Ci snorted coldly, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Pour in the water until it's one centimeter above the surface of the vegetables."

"Peel off the garlic."

"The spinach is going to be washed."

Uncle Jiang Ci commanded like a master.He was inexplicably irritable and couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart.I don't know what happened to Jing Cong, since he woke up, something is wrong, everything is wrong.

Shouldn't you regret it?

Jiang Ci left Jing Cong in the kitchen, wandered into the living room by himself, took the mobile phone and opened the unread text messages, and saw the same number: [It’s okay to give money, otherwise,,, I said, boy, Your uncle is not afraid of wearing shoes if he is barefoot. 6335XXXXXXXXXXXX875]

Jiang Ci threw the phone on the sofa and sneered.

At this time, the sound of ping-pong-pong came from the kitchen. Jiang Ci was afraid that Jing Cong would not take the kitchen by himself, so he ran over quickly.

Jing Cong was squatting on the ground to pick up the scattered soybeans, holding the jar with half of the soybeans missing in one hand, and picking them up one by one with the other.

When Jiang Ci saw it, he knelt down to clean it up, "Why did you mess with my soybeans, give me the jar."

Jing Cong said embarrassingly: "I accidentally knocked over the basket when I was putting it on. Who knows...it spilled because the lid wasn't closed tightly."

"Come on, let me come when you pick them up one by one like this." Jiang Ci put the box on the ground and put it in with his hands.

Jing Cong looked at Jiang Ci who was carefully cleaning up for him, and opened his mouth: "Teacher Jiang..."

Jiang Ci responded, but he didn't take it seriously when he had nothing to say.

"Are you happy?" Jing Cong asked.

Jiang Ci raised his head this time, he was stopped by Jing Cong's nonsensical words, and he said for a while, "It should be considered happy."

Eji tidied up the ground and put the jar back where it was.

He stood up, walked towards Jing Cong, and said: "Because I know that the person I like does not reject me, I can make him happy, let him trust me, and let him no longer feel that the world is only cold. And He wants me to be happy too. Even when life is not in my favor, I'm going to keep living it, and I have no reason to give it up. I want us all to be happy."

Jing Cong stared at Jiang Ci in a daze as he finished speaking to himself, he seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.

Although he didn't understand his thoughts for a while, he could still experience the sweet, sour and astringent taste from it.

He didn't know the slightest thing about Jiang Ci before, Jiang Ci in his eyes is mature and mature, he can deal with everything with ease, he is perfect.

To this day, he is still perfect in his heart.

It's just that the feeling behind it has become very different.

Jiang Ci's answer just now was very heartwarming, positive, and uplifting.It is even a sincere and touching confession and love words.

However, Jing Cong's heart is still complicated and uncomfortable.

If indifference is Jing Cong's disguise, enthusiasm is Eci's weapon, a cold weapon against life.

This enthusiasm does not come from the feelings and emotions in the bottom of my heart, but from habit, or instinct.