Feral cat domestication manual

Jiang Ci looked at Jing Cong's eyes that were slowly turning red, and his eyes that were already full of tears within half a moment, the water glistened, and the nerves in his temples twitched slightly, and he regretted it a long time ago.

The original intention was to use this to ask Jing Cong's heartstrings, let him learn to express himself honestly, make him believe that he is not that bad, and strictly resist and correct this kind of behavior that secretly engages in dangerous activities.

Are you pushing yourself too hard?

Jiang Ci just wanted to quickly take him into his arms, hug him, rub him and kiss him.

But he still forcibly held back.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so try it once and see if it works.

Now that Jing Cong fell into his hands, he was the one who brought the little wild cat home, not only eating, eating and sleeping, but also all aspects of the little wild cat's healthy growth, including feelings.

Even though he saw a drop of crystal clear water falling from the air to the ground, he coughed secretly in his throat and continued to peel the potatoes in his hand.

During Jiangci's cooking, Jing Cong stood there the whole time, and the tears in his eyes never stopped.

He counted Jiang Ci's good and his own faults over and over again, but when Jiang Ci approached him and was still ignoring him, the villain in his heart pouted and squatted in the corner secretly. Draw small circles in a gray and cold manner.

When it was time to eat, Jiang Ci drew two pairs of chopsticks, sat down on the dining table, and said indifferently: "It's time to eat."

Jing Cong glanced at him, then slowly moved to the table and sat down.

Until the meal was over, there were only the sounds of fiddling with chopsticks and chewing in the whole room. The rest of the time it was quiet and there was no voice, which was very different from the usual atmosphere.

In the past, Eci was always considerate and gentle, but now this feeling is so suffocating that people dare not even breathe out.

Jing Cong carefully observed Jiang Ci's every move.I went to drink some water, went to the bedroom to get my pajamas, and went to the bathroom.

His courage bulged and bulged, deflated and deflated, like a poor child being treated coldly by his parents.

Finally, when Jiang Ci was about to close the door and take a shower, he rushed over like an arrow leaving the string.

Because the speed was too fast, Jiang Ci didn't react, Jing Cong blocked the door that was about to close with both hands, and if he was a little later, he would definitely be pinched.

"Why are you running so fast!" Jiang Ci frowned and said anxiously.Seeing that he didn't press his hand, he was relieved.

Got murdered again.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Jing Cong said timidly.

Jiang Ci's paper made the tiger lose all momentum in an instant, just now he forced him to pretend to be indifferent to Jing Cong, and he was about to roll his eyes and put down the pick, so he rushed to take a bath as if fleeing.

Jing Cong's eyes were sour, but he still managed to get angry, and immediately said: "I know I was wrong, Mr. Jiang, don't be angry..."

He spoke quickly, but his voice was not loud, and his eyes were still bright red.

"Don't be angry anymore," Jiang Ci looked at the people who hugged him regardless, the defense line was completely broken, and whispered, "I won't be angry anymore."

Said to be hugging, Jing Cong held Jiang Ci tightly with both hands and would not let go.

Just now Jiang Ci stretched out his hand, and before he hugged it, Jing Cong raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder tightly.

The little wild cat's head was almost healed, buried in Teacher Jiang's neck, a vague voice came: "I will never do this again, you trust me, okay?"

As long as he was in front of Jiang Ci, the indifferent and fierce young man of prey disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Ci's original intention was here, but he had already scolded and scolded himself in his heart, and his heart ached for a long time.

"I believe in you." He replied gently and seriously.

Jing Cong's whole head was chaotic. To him, Jiang Ci's anger was sudden and disappeared quickly, which made him a little dizzy.

His mind was still immersed in his own world, and he uttered the content of his previous in-depth self-criticism: "I know I shouldn't always do that on my own... I'm just a bastard who didn't graduate from high school, I'm afraid you think..."

Immediately repeated and added: "But, but I will definitely change it in the future, Mr. Jiang, don't be angry..."

"Those who know their mistakes and correct them are all good children," Jiang Ci coaxed softly, with a low voice, and gently patted Jing Cong's back with his hand, "Although some things have been entrenched too deeply for too long, they cannot be resolved overnight. It will happen overnight, but Teacher Jiang will be here, believe me, we will slowly get better together."

"And you're not an asshole."

Jing Cong slightly distanced himself from Jiang Ci, and raised his head slightly.

These eyes have been crying for too long, and the eyelashes have been wet all the time, so pitiful.

After listening to Jiang Ci's words, he just felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and suddenly remembered a sentence that Jiang Ci said in the kitchen, "You are already like that, and you still say that, say that you are not a boyfriend, I..."

Jing Cong choked up, feeling extremely wronged.

"Don't cry." Jiang Ci felt a little cramped in his heart.

He remembered that when he asked Jing Cong if he considered him his boyfriend at the end, it was just to create some momentum, and he didn't think so much, but now he saw that it was so hurtful.

What was it called back then?

Jing Cong called by his full name with a serious face.

Jiang Ci wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and face with his fingertips bit by bit, stared quietly, and said, "What's wrong with me?"

Hearing this, Jing Cong was stunned for a while and didn't speak, then the tips and bases of his ears turned red.Not knowing what to do, he just froze there, motionless.

The two people just looked at each other like this, making Jing Cong full of doubts, Jiang Ci's deep eyebrows and eyes were already familiar with gentleness, but he didn't know what to do.

Jiang Ci smiled, lowered his head and kissed the corner of Jing Cong's eyes, then moved to the swollen eyelids, then the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and kissed lightly everywhere.

The last is the lips, which is also a kiss like a superficial kiss.

He whispered: "Is that so?"