Inferior pampering

Chapter 77

　　"Stop slandering me in your heart."

　　He Zhuo's eyes peeled off his skin and looked directly at his heart, so sharp and powerful: "If I still need you to do those things that sacrifice your appearance, then I don't need to take the identity of this partner."

　　He snatched the bug and walked towards the back kitchen, so fast that the kitten couldn't stop him.

　　Ji Tingyu hid at the door and couldn't hear what he was negotiating with the jaguar. He only saw He Zhuo put his coat aside half a minute later.

　　Then, he raised his hand and unbuttoned the only button on the vest.

　　Ji Tingyu: "???"

　　Fuck! Why are you undressing!

　　What are you doing unbuttoning!

　　Why do you have to tuck the tip of your tie into your shirt?

　　Start unbuttoning the neckline!

　　You don't really want to sacrifice yourself, do you? !

　　Ji Tingyu was in a hurry.

　　The tail was burning furiously against the long skirt on the hips, desperately trying to get out of the body, and roared ten thousand words in my heart: I haven't tasted it yet! Living Bodhisattva!

　　However, just when he wanted to do nothing else, tore off the hem of his skirt, and rushed in to knock down the jaguar, he saw He Zhuo standing in the center of the island, holding a red square wine bottle, and weighing it in his palm. , and threw it behind him without even looking at it.

　　"Damn—"

　　Ji Tingyu tore the skirt into high slits with a "tear".

　　what happened?

　　People don't agree with you dedicating yourself to smashing the kitchen?

　　But in the next second, He Zhuo handed his hand back casually, and the slender red square bottle fell safely back into his palm, swimming obediently between his left and right hands, and finally pried off the bottle cap with his thumb.

　　With a "swish", the wine inside fell vertically into the wine glass below.

　　The light blue base and pigment powder that had been prepared in the cup rolled out layers of white smoke, and the island was instantly filled with mist.

　　When the waiter reached out to blow the smoke, He Zhuo took out a lighter and made two "clicks", and the raging flames instantly burned in the cup, climbing up along the dirty wine column into a flaming scorpion. fire dragon.

　　"Oh fuck!"

　　The fire dragon almost scorched the waiter's eyebrows.

　　He Zhuo: "Sorry."

　　"You are so cool!" The other party was already dazzled, cheering and sharing the video with him.

　　Without knowing it, He Zhuo just took advantage of the smoke rising to throw the green glass bug into the ice cube bucket filled with red wine, and knocked the wine glass to the edge of the ice bucket while watching the video and knocked it over.

　　The dark green wine slid in through the gaps in the ice, dyeing the entire bucket of ice emerald green.

　　The waiter was extremely annoyed, and seemed to be pitying the glass of wine.

　　At this time, He Zhuo took out a blooming red rose from under his coat and inserted it into the ice bucket. The broken branch naturally smashed the glass bug to the bottom.

　　The waiter looked puzzled, but He Zhuo held his forehead helplessly, staring at him intently with those affectionate ice blue eyes, bowing his head and uttering a word softly.

　　Hiss, what did you say?

　　Ji Tingyu scratched his head and wondered what He Zhuo and the waiter whispered to make an equally strong and burly Beast Alpha go out with an ice bucket in a daze, with a weird look on his face. red.

　　His heart was beating fast, sour and constricted.

　　Staring blankly at He Zhuo who put his hands on the table and turned his head to give him a triumphant look, he finally understood why he walked into the kitchen so calmly and calmly.

　　Because not only himself, as long as he is willing to use those rhetoric and scheming, other people and even alpha will be fascinated by him.

　　The waiter went out, and He Zhuo picked up his jacket and walked to Ji Tingyu with only half a glass of cocktail left.

　　"Dear love, Can I sleep with you?"

　　My love, can you sleep with me tonight?

　　The cat turned its face away in disgust:

　　Big show bag! Big show bag!

　　-

　　The task was completed more smoothly than expected.

　　They stopped for a while in the banquet hall. After confirming that the bug signal was received normally, he left.

　　Shen Ting wanted to bring Wuwu back to the military headquarters, and they had a different path, so before leaving, he explained something to He Zhuo and gave him a brown paper bag.

　　He Zhuo immediately looked gloomy after reading it, but he didn't pass his bad mood to Ji Tingyu.

　　The way back was much easier than when he came here. He Zhuo saw a seller of frozen persimmons at the entrance of the alley, so he bought two for the kitten and asked him to hug and chew.

　　Ji Tingyu can't eat cold, but he loves to eat this.

　　After tearing off the thin skin, he carefully tore it up and ate it with the small tips of the tiger teeth, and there was a grunt in his throat that the cat was delicious, and he even forgot to ask what He Zhuo had said to the jaguar.

　　When parking and changing gears, he handed the messy persimmon he had gnawed to He Zhuo's mouth: "Take a bite, here is a small tongue, the taste is wonderful."

　　It is tough and icy cold, and the frozen juice will burst in the mouth after a sip.

　　He Zhuo tilted his head and took a bite.

　　Ji Tingyu was full of anticipation: "How about it!"

　　He Zhuo: "Not as good as your tongue."

　　The cat immediately rolled its eyes skyward, "Your uncle, you just open your mouth and come here!"

　　After scolding, I reflected a little: I really made him hold back for too long.

　　"Well, let me tell you something. I have to perform another mission tomorrow, and I have something to do the day after tomorrow. I may not be able to accompany you for the next week."

　　Just now, he promised to show him wearing a skirt at night, but the cat lowered his head dejectedly.

　　He Zhuo seemed to be used to it, he just squeezed his fingers and said, "It's okay, it's too late today, if you make too much noise, you will lose energy tomorrow."

　　Ji Tingyu said lightly, "Oh."

　　The voice sounded rather depressed.

　　"So guilty?" He Zhuo laughed at him.

　　The kitten looked at the road ahead, and the two of them settled the frozen persimmons, and pursed their ice-numbed lips.

　　"I heard that it tastes very good when it's ice cold." He leaned over and lay softly on He Zhuo's lap: "Would you like to try it?"

　　He Zhuo laughed, raised his hands to pinch his blushing cheeks, closed his palms and pinched a small round dimple.

　　"You have quite a appetite."

　　The author has something to say:

　　A ferocious cat in Xiaoyu rushed to hug He Zhuo's big pectoralis and big abs: Mine! It's all mine!