"Leave me alone, you're running out of time."
He Zhuo asked again: "Salty or sweet?"
"...Okay, salty."
Two minutes later, the microwave made a "ding" sound.
He Zhuo was tying a tie for himself, when he heard the voice, he walked over and helped him get to the bedside.
"It's hot, let it dry to drink."
"Oh." The kitten turned sideways, rolled up its big fluffy tail and hugged it in its arms, rua to itself.
He Zhuo was amused by the sight, he paused his hands, leaned over to sit on the edge of the bed, put one hand across his body and propped it on the pillow, and his untied tie hung down like this.
"Xiao Mi, tie me a tie."
"Tsk, you don't have hands."
Ji Tingyu was annoyed to death, but he obediently gave him the tie.
The fine silk satin is as slippery as a little snake in his hands, and it was his first time doing such a thing, and he was unfamiliar with it, but He Zhuo still stared at him silently with affectionate eyes.
The cat became shy belatedly.
The current scene seems to be the second day of the wedding, when the wife helps her husband to groom his appearance while sending him out.
"This is the second time someone helped me tidy up my clothes." He Zhuo's voice was as cold as ever, but Ji Tingyu could clearly hear that he was very happy now.
"Ha, who was the first time?"
I'd like to hear which fairy makes you never forget.
"The first time was half a year ago, when I turned into a wolf and got blood all over my face, he didn't mind wiping my face with his sleeve."
Oh, it turns out it's me, an angel.
That really needs to be remembered for a little longer.
Ji Tingyu's pride was clearly on his face.
After the tie was tied, He Zhuo looked very satisfied. He deliberately put the bell collar on the most conspicuous place, and took off the small stone and handed it to Ji Tingyu for safekeeping.
The cat took it, and just as it was about to put it on the bed, it felt a sharp prick on the palm of its hand.
"Hiss—"
He let go of his hand immediately with a cry of surprise, but when he saw that there was nothing in his hand, the stone was as smooth as ever.
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's just... numb."
He didn't care much, picked up the stone and put it away.
He Zhuo asked him how he planned to spend the morning, or just watch a movie in the room?
"Ha, if you don't want me to go out and meet people, just tell me." The cat rolled his eyes.
"Well, I want to lock you up here until I get home."
"You're so beautiful." The kitten gave him a fierce gouging look, then came over to please him in a soft voice, "Hey, I heard from Meng Fan that they were going to take those little male models to a party in the morning, and I want to play together. "
"But I don't like you touching other men."
"Oh, I don't want to touch it. I'll just see it."
"Okay, one is only allowed to take a look."
"Then should I take a second look?" Ji Tingyu tilted his head and asked with a smirk.
"Then I'll have someone throw him into the sea."
"Get out! You perverted control freak!"
Ji Tingyu stretched out his little feet and was about to kick him on the bone in front of him, but He Zhuo grabbed his ankles, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then reached out to grab his hand without saying a word.
"No, wait, what are you doing?!"
"There are still ten minutes."
"so what?"
"Stay with me for a while."
"?? I'll accompany you, uncle!"
He couldn't unbutton his clothes, and his suit and leather shoes were pressed against the cat. He was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses that covered his eyes. He was obviously a gentle scum of the tenth level of abstinence, but he asked people to do this kind of thing in a serious manner.
Ji Tingyu was so angry that he clasped his hands on his head and yelled loudly: "You are sick! How can you be shameless! You don't stop for ten minutes, does it mean that you don't know what sustainable development is unless I beat you!"
"But I don't want to leave you for a second."
He Zhuo raised his hand and took off his glasses, revealing a pair of wet, beautiful eyes like a horse, lonely and sexy.
It's over.
Ji Tingyu held his breath in his chest and couldn't get up or down: "I really lost to you!"
He cursed and deliberately grabbed He Zhuo's hair like a chicken coop. He looked like a deflated wolf king, and he was amiable.
"Well—take it easy!"
"Sorry." He Zhuo kissed his ear, closed his eyes and let out a very comfortable sigh.
"Just do it, but do it vigorously. I see how you get out when you lift yourself up. You don't know how to be ashamed when you're so big?"
He Zhuo still said: "I don't want to leave you."
Are you a repeater?
Ji Tingyu was a little helpless, and turned his face to face him: "Damon, what's the matter? Are you feeling bad?"
His situation is so abnormal, it's almost like explaining the funeral.
"Is the susceptibility period really approaching?"
You can reach out to check the glands on the back of his neck, and there is no sign of swelling during the susceptible period.
"I just feel uneasy, like something terrible is chasing after me."
What He Zhuo didn't say was that since yesterday, he had had the illusion that his time was approaching, as if the saber had already hung high around his neck, and he was just waiting to show his head to the public.
"William is settled, what else can I do? If something really happens, I will protect you. I will kill anyone who chases you, okay?" The cat coaxed him like a child.
He Zhuo let out an "um", squinted his eyes and turned his face sideways, like a large dog with a smooth coat.
"Anything is fine, as long as you are still by my side."
"Well, well, by your side, always by your side, I even wear flowers for you. Be good, don't be coquettish, the boat will stop immediately, come back at night and do whatever you want."
He Zhuo let him go obediently, got up and pulled the thin quilt beside him to cover him.
"Take care of yourself. No one is allowed to board the ship. If you encounter suspicious people, you will be knocked unconscious. Do you understand?"
"Angangang, stop rambling, I'm not stupid."
-
When the cruise ship stopped, it was just dawn and the sea breeze was laziness, but the port was already bustling with activity.
He Zhuo took Morris and Little Swan off the boat, and there were already two black cars without license plates waiting beside them.
The driver of the car saw them get off in a hurry, and opened the door respectfully.
Ji Tingyu casually put on a scarf, and stood on the deck with Rosalin to see him off.
From their point of view, they could only see what He Zhuo and Little Swan said, and the other party was invited into another car by the driver, and when they got up, they turned around and glanced at the cruise ship unwillingly, and then the black car drove away.
"Om———"
Ji Tingyu's cell phone vibrated twice, and when he opened it, it was a message from He Zhuo: sent away.
Ji Tingyu smiled and answered him with a word.
-good.
"It's not the boss, what kind of riddles are you two happily playing here?"
Rosalin teased him slyly, and saw the horrible bruises and red marks on his neck in the not-so-bright sky—it was as if he had been beaten violently.
"I said that your record this night is really not bad."
Ji Tingyu didn't know that he had marks on his body. He didn't look in the mirror all this time, thinking that Rosalin smelled it.
"Is the smell very strong?"
"That's it," the beautiful snake swung her tail and patted his butt from behind: "It smells like a wife."
"Fuck you! Are you looking for a beating?" Ji Tingyu glared at the dead girl and told her to get out.
"I don't! They still have business to do. Who is not doing business like you every day."
"What business are you doing? Watch my jokes for the monkey."
"Hahaha, it's not that superficial! I got off the boat to buy breakfast, and I seemed to see a small Chinese stall just now."
"Didn't the kitchen prepare breakfast?"
"I don't want to eat it. I'm tired of eating abalone and lobster every day. I want to have a bowl of fried dough sticks soaked in tofu."
Ji Tingyu was speechless: "I think you have too many good days, and you won't get tired of eating canned food."
"Then do you want it?"
The cat reached out and made a "two": "Two bowls."
Rosalind: "Pfft, you're so fat."
She twisted and twisted and got off the boat to chase after the tofu peddler. He Zhuo, who was opposite, had already boarded the car.
Ji Tingyu waved goodbye to him, and saw Rosalin chasing him out of the alley in a blink of an eye.
He was not at ease, and wanted to keep up, but a little boy rushed out head-on and hit him with a "bang!"
Depend on......
Ji Tingyu staggered a few steps back, grinning his teeth in pain, leaning against a pillar to barely stabilize his figure, and really doubted whether this kid had practiced Iron Head Kungfu.
Looking down, it wasn't an iron head, but an iron pot.
——The skinny boy was knocked to the ground, wearing fat overalls, no shoes on his feet, but carrying such a big dead rusty iron pot on his back, he fell like Like a tortoise, it can't get up.