Is it possible to repay favors without balls?

As long as it is not called "Master", Ye Xi is not picky, you can call it whatever you want.

He doesn't mind Sesame Paste calling him by his full name, or simply calling him "Hi".

Anyway, it is enough to know who is calling.

Sesame paste doesn't think so.

"You are my master, how can I call your name directly."

When he was talking, he was still comfortably lying on Ye Xi's lap, with his head up, smiling, and he didn't show any awe of the "master" at all.

"...You can also acquiesce that I'm just your roommate." Ye Xi said.

When Sesame Paste was still a cat, he never treated Ye Xi as his master.Cats are different from dogs, they are more self-willed and self-willed.Sesame Paste only does what he wants to do, eat and sleep when he wants to eat, and lie down wherever he likes, how can he listen to him.

Compared with affiliation, Ye Xi thinks that they are more like roommates who depend on each other spiritually.They live under the same roof, Ye Xi is responsible for providing food and water, and sesame paste is responsible for providing warmth and fur.Very egalitarian.

"No way," Sesame Paste shook his head, "At least it's a nurturing relationship."

Ye Xi choked.

"You raise me, you are my big benefactor." Sesame Paste said while laughing.

Ye Xi was speechless, thinking, so what, do you want to call me Daddy?

I don't care how big I am.

Seeing that he was silent, he smacked his mouth with sesame paste, thought for a while, and said, "There must be a title, right?"

"Call me Ye Xi."

"No," Sesame Paste shook his head, "I told you, it's disrespectful."

Ye Xi thought, you still respect it, you don't listen to me, you have big ideas.

Sesame Paste rolled his eyes: "If it's called a name, at least it should be modified."

Ye Xi suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He was afraid that Sesame Paste's second disease would occur, so he insisted on calling him Lord Ye Xi or something.

"Can I call you...uh..." Sesame paste was lying on the bed, rubbing back and forth, a bit like being coquettish and nervous, "Brother Ye Xi?"

Ye Xi sprayed.

"Am I older than you?" he asked.

After finishing speaking, I realized that my question was stupid.Sesame Paste is only four and a half years old, a middle-aged cat and a human cub.

Totally a baby.

"Strictly speaking, you can be called Uncle, but I want to call you Brother." Sesame Paste said.

Ye Xi thought, then I really thank you.

Seeing that he did not object, Sesame Paste called out cautiously: "Brother Ye Xi?"

Ye Xi's face turned red all of a sudden.

This coquettish guy is obviously taller than himself, and his appearance is not younger than himself, so why pretend to be tender.

However, this title, in comparison, is still much better than the master.

Seeing that he didn't object, Sesame Paste got excited: "Brother Ye Xi!"

"...you're so noisy," Ye Xi shifted his gaze to the book again, "It's affecting my reading, so go play somewhere else."

Sesame Paste immediately closed his mouth, indicating that he was very obedient, resolutely refused to move, and even changed to a more comfortable lying position.

Ye Xi had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue reading.

He watched for two hours and slept with sesame paste on his lap for two hours.

In fact, the sesame paste fell asleep in less than 10 minutes.

After a busy day, he must be really tired. He slept soundly, breathed evenly, and his body was motionless.

He was obviously very quiet, but Ye Xi couldn't help but glance at him from time to time.

Sesame Paste is a black cat, but now the man who is sleeping on his lap with a sweet face has very white skin.

Sesame paste also has a lot of white hairs.Except for the small strands of white hairs hidden on his body that are almost imperceptible without looking closely, when it turned over to reveal its belly, there was a small area mixed with a lot of soft hairs on the softest lower abdomen of his body. White fluff.

The position and shape of that part are a bit subtle, Ye Xi once laughed to himself, thinking that it looked like a pair of white panties.

Ye Xi lowered her head, and gently fiddled with the sesame paste mixed with a small amount of gray hair with her fingers.At first, it was this part that convinced him of the identity of the person in front of him.

After playing like this for a while, a dangerous idea suddenly popped up in Ye Xi's heart.

Sesame Paste slept soundly, as if he would not be easily woken up.

He was still holding the book in one hand, but his eyes kept shifting, following the sesame paste face, body, and finally stayed between his legs.

Ye Xi swallowed.

He switched the book to the other hand, and stretched it tremblingly.

Just as he was about to touch it, Sesame Paste turned over.

Facing Ye Xi's lower abdomen, he smacked his lips, but there was no movement again.

"...sesame paste?" Ye Xi whispered.

no response.

This cat is a little cunning and should not be trusted.Just in case, Ye Xi deliberately changed the address to something that sounded more intimate.

"Stupid?"

Still no movement.

Ye Xi confirmed her safety, but she couldn't let go of her heart, and the throbbing in her chest became more and more intense.

His hand that had been in mid-air slowly moved forward again, and finally, his fingertips touched the soft fabric.

Ye Xi held his breath all of a sudden.

After maintaining such a slight contact, after staying for a few seconds, he took a deep breath and secretly exerted force with his fingers.

Almost at that moment, before he had time to feel it carefully, the person pillowed on his lap suddenly moved.

Sesame Paste's eyes widened suddenly, staring at him in amazement, half a second later, he clamped his legs and quickly moved back.

The sofa was narrow, and he moved too much. He accidentally rolled and fell to the floor with a bang.

Ye Xi was also frightened half to death, her hands were still frozen in place, motionless.

After a while, Sesame Paste struggled to get up from the floor.

With a nervous expression on his face, he sat on the floor and moved his hands and feet backwards, keeping a little distance from Ye Xi.

"...what are you doing?" he asked.

Ye Xi withdrew her hand, rubbing back and forth nervously.

I want to make sure your balls are still there.

Can't speak.

Sesame paste's face was flushed red.

He stared at Ye Xi for a while, then quickly lowered his head, and squeezed his lips tightly, with a tangled look of not knowing how to choose between heaven and man.

After a while, he didn't know what kind of decision he had made, but he raised his head again.

Ye Xi looked at his eyes that suddenly became hot, and felt a chill behind her.

The author says:

Actually it can.