The cat crawled under the TV cabinet and crawled to look at the outsider sitting on the sofa.

The outsider also straightened his back and turned his head away. After a while, it was not until the owner of the room walked into the living room that he took his gaze back and tilted his head to try to see clearly below the TV cabinet.

"Qiqi has been hiding." Qi Ji said.

This was his second time to come to Wan Chukong's house. Although he had done a lot of psychological construction for himself before, he was actually very reckless in making up his mind. As soon as the work was over, he took a detour because of Wan Chukong's words "I'm waiting for you too."

The color makes you confused!

These four big words flashed in Qi Ji's mind instantly.

Wan Chukong entered the living room and saw Qi Ji tilting his head to look for the cat: "It's a little afraid of being angry, it might be fine if it gets a little familiar."

Qi Ji nodded, not daring to see Wan Chukong wearing home clothes, so he had to stare at the TV cabinet where there was no sign of the cat at all.

"Do you want to watch TV?" Wan Chukong said as he took out the remote control from the drawer under the coffee table, pressed the start switch, and handed the remote control to Qi Ji's hand.

Qi Ji was not easy to refuse, so he switched the channel and was completely out of his mind. He just cut to the banana platform, and Wan Chukong's face appeared in the middle of the screen.

He subconsciously looked at Wan Chukong, and Wan Chukong continued to drink the water in his cup without changing his expression. Qi Ji originally thought it was water, but when he saw Wan Chukong licking off the milky white on his mouth with the tip of his tongue, he realized that he had just gone to the kitchen to heat milk.

Qi Ji couldn't help but glance more, and was quickly caught by Wan Chukong, "Peeling at me again?"

Qi Ji didn't say anything anymore, and he couldn't say that he thought the other person was cute. Wan Chukong had many beautiful fans and praised his appearance, but no one ever said he was cute. It's no wonder that this word seems to be inconsistent with him. In the eyes of the public, he is mature and steady. Although he occasionally speaks amazingly, he is polite and demeanor most of the time.

The coffee table was filled with the same snacks as when I came last time. The green packaging bags with mustard-flavored potato chips were placed in three packs at one time, and a pudding was placed next to the table, close to Qiji.

"Are these prepared for me?" Qi Ji noticed it as soon as he entered the door, and this time he finally asked with the courage to ask.

"Do you think it's or not?" Wan Chukong asked him back.

Qi Ji was restrained again, "Is that right..."

Wan Chukong put the milk down, placed it by the table, and sat down against him, "Why aren't you sure?"

"You are not sure, either." Qi Ji retorted slightly.

Wan Chukong smiled, lowered his head and kissed his forehead. Qi Ji covered his forehead with his hands, and then he kissed the tip of his nose and kissed the corner of his mouth under the gaze of those beautiful eyes.

"I have fun games, I have eaten potato chips, I bought the pudding, but I can't wait for you to come." Wan Chukong took his hand and once again tied his fingers, "Qiqi is not good."

Qi Ji pursed her lips and suddenly felt very guilty, so she had to soften her attitude and said, "I'm not Qiqi..."

The cat under the cabinet probably felt that it was calling it, and suddenly "meowed" and drilled out of his head.

Wan Chukong changed his words: "That's my wife."

Qi Ji was just watching the kitten, and turned around immediately after hearing this, "I'm not, it's not you..." He couldn't say those two words!

"Not what? Wife? It's said online that yes, you were in the hotel that day..."

Before Wan Chukong finished speaking, Qi Ji covered his mouth.

"Okay, I understand!" Qi Ji interrupted quickly.

Wan Chukong laughed, and instead of moving his hand away, he pressed it on his mouth.

Qi Ji's palm touched the man's soft lips and popped open automatically.

What he shouldn't have come is simply a trap!

Qiqi looked at the two people with his head tilted. Seeing that Wan Chukong was so intimate with this outsider, he relaxed his vigilance, jumped onto the coffee table and started licking his claws to wash his face.

Although Qi Ji had held a kitten on the show, Qi Qi was even more special. In the past few months, he had been watching the cat through photos posted by Wan Chukong, but he had never really seen it. Today is the first time.

Wan Chukong called out "Qiqi", and Qi Ji subconsciously turned around and realized that the man was calling out to cat, so he immediately turned his head back.

When the cat heard his name, he quickly approached and rubbed Wan Chukong's outstretched hand.

"It becomes very clingy when you get familiar with it." Wan Chukong said as he looked at Qi Ji.

Qi Ji nodded.

Wan Chukong: "It will cling to people, as long as it is familiar with people."

"I heard it." Qi Ji didn't understand why he repeated it.

Wan Chukong patted the cat's head casually, and still looked at him after putting his hands away.

Qi Ji seemed to read something from Wan Chukong's eyes, and quickly turned his face and imitated Wan Chukong's call. The cat hesitated and leaned on his nose and sniffed it. He smelled Wan Chukong's breath on Qi Ji, and rubbed his fingers with great shame.

Qi Ji looked surprised and his eyes lit up, and shared with Wan Chukong: "I've touched it."

Qi Ji tried to hold it in his arms. Qi Qi was also very obedient. He turned to Wan Chukong and was rubbed against Qi Ji's back.

Two cats stick to each other.

Seeing that Wan Chukong was still looking at him, Qi Ji couldn't help but mutter: "I'm not a cat, it's useless to see me..."

He is different from Qiqi, so he will not actively cling to others!

No one cares about the TV series played on TV at all. When he turns around, he is no longer Wan Chukong's face, but the variety show trailer recorded by Qi Ji last week.

Qi Ji wanted to change the remote control unit, but Wan Chukong held down his hand, "Just look at this."

Qi Ji froze: "Is it better not to do it?"

Wan Chukong said, "But I want to see it."

Qi Ji couldn't say anything to refuse, and finally struggled: "There is nothing good to look at."

Wan Chukong: "Isn't it okay to watch my wife on TV?"

Qi Ji: “…………………”

Wan Chukong took the remote control away and placed it on the other side of the sofa, "If you don't want to call Qiqi, then in order to distinguish between you and Qiqi, you can only call this. In fact, 'baby' is also OK."

Qi Ji: "No! Yes! Yes!"

Qi Ji compromised: "Then let's do it, I try to get used to it."

If you have to choose one of three, it is normal to only this title.

But Qi Ji forgot that he could not choose, and he was not without a name!

"Qiqi." Wan Chukong called him, and Mao and Qi Ji raised their heads at the same time. Qiqi even gave him a very proud "meow".

Qi Ji struggled for two seconds and finally asked, "Who are you calling?"

Wan Chukong said: "Look, it's so easy to get through, otherwise he would still call him a wife..."

Qi Ji stood up and stopped him.

The two of them had a fight for a while, and Qi Ji happened to be broadcast on TV that said he had not watched Wan Chukong's TV series.

The air was quiet, mainly because Qi Ji became quiet. Wan Chukong asked him if he would eat pudding, and if he didn't eat it, he would be eaten by the cat.

Qi Ji said, "I've seen it."

"What?" Wan Chukong pushed Qiqi's cat's head away so that it would not touch the pudding.

"I have watched the TV series you acted in, and I have watched all 16 episodes." Qi Ji's voice was not very loud, but he was very serious.

Wan Chukong looked at him, and Qi Ji looked away guiltily again, "I just finished watching this week."

Wan Chukong reacted and said to Qi Ji: "I won't mind this kind of thing. Are you going to see it because you are afraid that I will mind?"

Qi Ji nodded and shook his head, "You acted well and the plot is also very good. I finished watching it without knowing it." His announcement this week was very full, and he took the time to watch it while he was taking time to watch it, and he was teased by his teammates for this.

"Would you think I am better or a real person on TV?" Wan Chukong asked.

Qi Ji's mind was blank for a moment. Seeing Wan Chukong seemingly asking casually, he simply analyzed: "The character in the TV series is..."

Wan Chukong knew that it wouldn't work around the bush, so he said before he could finish his speech: "You should say that real people are better."

Qi Ji blinked and learned to say, "It's better to be a real person."

Wan Chukong was satisfied and touched his face and asked again: "It should be very cold on the day of recording. How long have you been running outside? Your face is so cold?"

Qi Ji couldn't remember it clearly, "It's very cold, and he didn't dare to stretch his hands outside, but I don't want to drink ginger soup..."

"Hate eating ginger?"

Qi Ji nodded, realizing that he was unconsciously asking Wan Chukong for more tenderness.

But it was really cold that day. The next day he caught a cold. He was sleepy after taking medicine but was still energetic and rushed to the notice.

He lowered his eyes and whispered: "It's just very cold..."

"I've been wearing a thicker dress recently, and I've put a few warm sticks on my body." Wan Chukong said as he reached out and brought him into his arms. The cat stood on the coffee table and tilted his head and said "meow".

Qi Ji didn't dare to move. He felt a sense of shame that two people were still watched when they did bad things. Although it was just a kitten, he didn't understand what they were doing.

Wan Chukong pried open Qi Ji's mouth with his fingers. His hand had just taken the hot milk and was still warm. He just pressed it down gently, and Qi Ji opened his mouth accordingly. They kissed, opened their mouths and sucked, the air in and out, and the same was true for his tongue.

Qi Ji's face was thin, and his face soon blushed to his neck and made a soft whimper. He was really like a kitten, and his body was as soft as a cat. He was gently pushed into his arms by a man. His tongue was wrapped red and brightly red. He was still half vomited when he was separated. He was touched by Wan Chukong's fingertips before he took it back.

The next second after the kiss, Qi Ji buried his face in Wan Chukong's shoulders. The room was very warm. Wan Chukong only wore a thin shirt, and Qi Ji's breathing hit his shoulders. He fiddled with Qi Ji's red ears and was wrapped tighter by Qi Ji.

"Qiqi is shy." said Wan Chukong.

"I didn't." Qi Ji finally raised his head, his eyes dripping wet.

"I didn't talk about you, I'm talking about cats."

Qi Ji turned his head and Qiqi was really no longer on the coffee table. They kissed deeply, and there was a sound of water. The cat probably felt that the two of them were too far ahead and didn't want to watch it and just ran away.

Wan Chukong turned his head and let him see himself.

"Don't look at the cat, look at me."

He dressed very little, and the heat on his body naturally spread to Qi Ji.

"More and more people like you, and your number of fans has been increasing." Wan Chukong said, touching his waist and feeling the trembling in his breath. Even so, Qi Ji did not hide, and grabbed Wan Chukong's clothes tightly.

Once you get familiar with it, cats are very clingy.

This sentence is a good sentence.

"More people see you, but they don't know that you have been kissed and touched by me behind your back." Wan Chukong lowered his head and bit a small piece of flesh between his neck, held it in his mouth and licked it gently, and looked upwards.

He picked up a cat while everyone was not paying attention.

At first I just found it interesting, but then I became more and more concerned.
Chapter completed!