Feral cat domestication manual

Jiang Ci drove the car and parked directly downstairs, waiting for Jing Cong to come down.The two had agreed in the morning to meet downstairs at three in the afternoon and then go to the hospital.

From the rearview mirror, Jiang Ci saw that another all-black figure passing by the corridor, unconsciously a smile appeared on his face, he turned his head and stared at the person all the way into the car.

"Why is it so early?" Jiang Ci looked at the time on his watch, "It's only 45:[-]."

"Just standing by the window, I saw your car." Jing Cong fastened his seat belt.

"Have you put a towel on your eyes?"

"Hmm..." Jing Cong's eyes dodged a little, and he lowered his eyes.

He was a little sleepy last night, but it wasn't a fragment of drinking, because he didn't agree with Jiang Ci's presumptuous self-deprecation before, he still remembered clearly the two sentences he confessed to Jiang Ci when he woke up.

Jiang Ci leaned over to catch up with his eyes, insisted on looking at each other, smiled with interest, and said, "Then I will check it myself to show my sincerity in pleading guilty."

Jing Cong was already uncomfortable, but now he was made even more embarrassed and shy. The space in the car was small, and he couldn't move after a few strokes. He stammered: "Please, what's wrong with me, I don't blame you anymore."

"So you really blamed me yesterday, alas."

Jing Cong has now leveled up as a mob. After hanging out with Jiang Ci for a long time, he has gained a lot of experience.

Although Jiang Ci looked sad, he knew it was nothing serious, but he still gave in: "Then what will happen, let's forget about what happened yesterday..."

What happened yesterday was that the two of you were grotesque. In the end, you admitted your mistake and I apologized.It's just a matter between loving and being loved. No matter whose worry, anxiety, pity, or who's flustered, restless, or wronged, they are all born here.

Jing Cong is a man who comes and goes in the wind and rain. Although he said that meeting Jiangci is like a lost animal finding its mother, tears are not only his own from now on...but how to say crying face is a "something" If you can quickly expose the matter of "loss of face", you will expose it as soon as possible.

And after the fight in the toilet last night, the feeling between the two of them changed overnight, and the air became a little sticky... Mainly thanks to a certain mature and stable teacher of the people, he became even more beggarly. For nothing.

You must know that people who have been hungry for a long time have eyes shining when they see steamed buns, as for men who have been hungry for a long time...

"I won't mention it. But there is one exception," Jiang Ci lowered his voice, and kissed Jing Cong's cheek without warning, "I can't pass the one in the toilet. After all this is over, do you want to do it?"

No one knew that Jiang Ci came to share the bed with Jing Cong for the previous two weeks, but because he was concerned about Jing Cong's head injury, he struggled to suppress how many "evil thoughts" that flashed from time to time.What's even more troublesome is that listening to Jing Cong calling him "Teacher Jiang" one after another, he even sometimes feels restrained by his identity as a teacher.

I can only be content to be glad that Jing Cong didn't call him Professor Jiang...

He Guang was not happy when he called him Associate Professor Jiang, but if Jing Cong called him Professor Jiang, it would be terrible to call him old and young.

Jing Cong opened his eyes wide and stared blankly for a while, then turned his head away as if he was deflated, and said stiffly: "You can't say no."

Jiang Ci smiled brightly when he heard that he had succeeded, and squeezed Jing Cong's waist badly, then let him go and started the car.

Fortunately, it is a while away from the evening peak in the city center, and the road is relatively smooth.Jiang Ci held the steering wheel and caught a glimpse of blackness from the corner of his eye, which made his face and hair whiter. He asked, "Do you really like wearing black?"

"It's okay," Jing Cong said after thinking about it seriously, "I don't really like it."

"Then what color do you like?" Jiang Ci asked again.

"Hmm... let's go green." It was a thoughtful answer.

"..."

Jiang Ci had black lines all over his face, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Is there a reason?"

"Actually, it's not called liking, but I have to say something... When I was young, I lived with my grandfather. He was often away from home, and he liked to drink some wine. When he came back, he would often fall asleep," Jing Cong said silently, speaking smoothly , maybe because that’s just the norm, it’s something that’s clear without thinking about it, “I play alone and have no other place to go, so I often go to the mountains behind the house to play, and the most eye-catching thing is green, those trees It won’t fade in winter. I’m alone in the whole forest, and I can do whatever I want, and it seems to make me forget everything outside. But since I came to No. [-] Middle School, every time I go back It was too short, so I never went to the mountains again.”

"Actually, he's just a wild child who nobody cares about. He can do whatever he likes." Then Jing Cong laughed as if mocking himself.

Jiang Ci was already driving the car with his eyes on the front, and after a while he said jokingly: "Then you are the king of the mountain? Are you often mischievous and sabotage inside?"

Jing Cong acquiesced, and smiled embarrassedly.

"There are flowers, plants, trees, little ants, little earthworms, little mice, little snakes and birds in that mountain." Jiang Ci still concentrated on driving, "I must love and hate the king of the mountain. Once the king of the mountain is gone Even if they are boring, they can be lively. Who would not like this kind of excitement accompanied by people? Every time the king of the mountain leaves, he still misses it. So no matter how naughty the king of the mountain is, what can he do, he can only get used to it .That is their king of the mountain. They have long been used to having him come and make trouble from time to time."

He seemed to be telling a story, and his tone was pampering and indulgent at the end.

Finally, while waiting for the red light, Jiang Ci turned his head to the side and smiled, and said seriously: "Later, the king of the mountain came down the mountain, and the whole mountain will miss him."