Feral cat domestication manual

Jing Cong had been lying down and sleeping for a few days, but now he was lying on his stomach again.The two of them took another shower just now, and now the windows are wide open to let in the wind, and it is already midnight.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Ci sat on the side, putting his hands on his back.

Jing Cong paused, and just about to answer, the man quickly asked again: "Are you sleepy?" He thought it was a little funny, turned his upper body sideways, turned his head and said, "It's okay."

Jiang Ci thought it should be okay, no matter how impatient he was, he was afraid of hurting Jing Cong, who was also the first time, there was no shortage of steps such as lubricating and wearing condoms, and he did it meticulously while sweating on his head. It's okay for Jing Cong to go out to take a bath by himself.

But there was still a lot of uneasiness and worry in front of him.For example, if the answer to "Is it uncomfortable" is "OK", it means that it is still uncomfortable.

Jiang Ci, who has read books for decades and also became a teacher and engaged in academics, is the first time he has realized the importance of practice in such a unique and profound way, otherwise he would not have to be so embarrassing and embarrassing at the moment It's embarrassing.

But if he wants to do this with others, in the past few years, only when he lived with him after meeting Jing Cong, he can have an idea and continue to do it.

"If you feel uncomfortable, I'll apply some medicine for you," Jiang Ci rummaged through the bedside table, "Fortunately, I bought some medicine." After finding the medicine, he lifted the quilt off Jing Cong's body.

He has done everything, Jing Cong's face has been tempered enough by Jiang Ci, but he still can't help Jiang Ci's current intention.

In a panic, he quickly pressed Jiang Ci's hand that had already touched the waist of his trousers, and with a shy face, he negotiated: "Well, let me do it myself...?"

Jiang Ci watched as he firmly grasped his hand, thought for a while, then nodded, "Yeah."

He thought about it again, got out of bed and closed the window again.

Jing Cong took the ointment, lifted the lifted quilt back again, hid himself in it, and then the quilt was arched out.

"Brother," Jing Cong said while applying medicine under the quilt, "When did you buy these things...?"

Jiang Ci was in a trance, just now he had a whim on the bed and made people call him by his name and brother, and now his heart trembled a little, especially when he imagined the scene under the quilt at this moment...

"Just, just after you live in the house." Jiang Ci said.

"Oh," Jing Cong accidentally touched his hand a little harder, "Hiss—"

Jiang Ci immediately stood by the bed and pulled back the quilt, letting Jing Cong show his head, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Does it hurt? Are you okay?"

Jing Cong has long been accustomed to applying medicine to himself, and he is used to it. It is common for him not to pay attention to the severity of the action. The only difference is that this time the position is a bit different, and the discomfort is also a bit special.

After packing up, he handed out the medicine, shook his head and said in a normal way: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

It's just that the cheeks are burning with some unspeakable blush.

Jiang Ci put away the medicine and turned off the light, got into the quilt and lay down next to Jing Cong.

"I'll have a look when I get up tomorrow. I'm too impulsive. I'll pay more attention in the future," Jiang Ci said apologetically as he touched Jing Cong's arm, "It's getting late, get tired, go to bed early .”

Jing Cong found out that after the incident, Jiang Ci was a little nervous and muttering, completely gone from the eloquent and eloquent appearance he had before, and the unserious appearance when he opened his mouth.

He turned sideways and rubbed against Jiang Ci, as if it was late at night, and spoke in a very low voice: "It's all right, except for a little uncomfortable, everything else is fine, the Internet, the Internet said it was the first time... ..."

Jiang Ci's heart was soft and excited, Jing Cong seldom talked usually, he was the kind of person Jing Cong could coax well with just a look and a smile, not to mention this long series of words specifically for coaxing him.

So, a certain person suppressed his excitement, went down the steps quickly, tightened his arms, hugged Jing Cong in his arms, and left a goodnight kiss on his forehead. I have to go to work tomorrow, go to sleep!"

"..."

"Oh."

Maybe you can't be soft-hearted when dealing with big-tailed wolves, and you have to try the trick of collecting debts. Is it better to be fierce or beat up?