The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

The white-haired boy with a slender frame huddled in the corner of the round bed, wearing only a thin pajamas.

Her delicate face was carved like crystal, her white body was trembling, her long and curly eyelashes slightly folded, covering her dark and clear pupils like glass.

Like an extremely beautiful and impeccable work of art.

Pei Yi looked obsessed, and there was a lot of waves in his heart, his Adam's apple moved unconsciously, his voice was deep and hoarse, and his throat was already boiling when he came out: "Come here."

Hearing what he said, the boy trembled even more.

His hair, which was as white as snow, trembled, two big furry ears stood up from inside, a soft and fluffy tail curled up in front of him, he hugged the tail shiveringly, and gave it to the man pitifully Eyes: "No, don't, An'an is afraid of the pain..."

"As a spiritual pet, you should replenish your master's spiritual energy anytime and anywhere, otherwise, you will be spanked!"

Pei Yiyi folded his long legs and sat down slowly on the edge of the bed. He gracefully raised his hands with angular phalanges and unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, revealing his sexy bust line slightly.

The young man was afraid of being spanked, Duduzui reluctantly crawled over, raised his head, closed his eyelids with thick eyelashes, and brought his pursed mouth to the man's lips.

"It's so cute!"

The man rubbed Mao Stamp's big ears, his knuckles sank deeply into the roots of his slightly curly white hair, and he pressed the back of the boy's head, capturing those pink and moist lips.

His lips were too soft, too thin, too tender, he kissed very hard, as if his strength was out of control and unable to restrain himself, a big hand covered the young man's slender waist, and he pressed hard with his palm, as if he wanted to crush Yingying's slender waist!

The five white and moist jade fingers were unable to press down on the back of the man's hand, trying to wipe away the brute force of the big hand, the boy felt that his waist was about to break.

But Pei Yiyi didn't want to let go of him, so he increased his strength with his mouth and hands, as if in the next second, he would be dismantled and devoured into his stomach!

"... um... um, meow..."

There was a strange stabbing pain between his lips, and the boy couldn't help crying.

He broke his mouth with a kiss.

The man was finally willing to let go of him, the tip of his tongue wiped his lips and teeth slightly, his willow eyes were slightly raised, and he was still satisfied.

The big hand clenched the hairy tail and pinched it vigorously, the sound of deep breathing filled the air, as if it was about to be ignited, "Okay, are you so afraid of pain?"

Well, big bad fish, really bad!

I am a cat, a cat that wants to eat fish, a cat that wants to eat fish!

To be kissed by a stinky fish to the point of crying, it's a shame for the cat to say it, okay?

"Well, it hurts a lot, An An regrets it, and doesn't want to be your spiritual pet anymore."

The boy's name is Ning An'an. He is a civet cat who has just become a spirit after 500 years of practice. His mental development is immature and he is a bit silly. He went fishing in the river once, but unfortunately he was caught by this big fish named Pei Yiyi. It turned out that Big Yu was seriously injured and said that he needed to rely on his aura to heal his wounds, so he took him by his side and made him a spiritual pet.

But his way of absorbing spiritual energy is very strange, that is, kissing mouth to mouth, kissing to the point of suffocation.

Seeing his grievances, Pei Yixiao raised his chin with interest: "Why don't you be a spiritual pet? A daughter-in-law?"

"daughter in law?"

Ning An'an's clear pupils dilated instantly, and even the hair on the tail of his ears exploded: "An'an is a man, how can she be a wife?"

It is impossible to be a daughter-in-law, and it is impossible to be a daughter-in-law in this life, especially the wife of a stinky fish!

When the man saw the stubbornness in the little thing's eyes, for some reason, his heart ached unbearably, like a knife was scraping, and the excitement in his eyes disappeared, turning into a bottomless abyss: "Since you don't want to be a daughter-in-law, then be a soul pet." Bar."

He moved to the tip of his hair to cover the soft and tender neck, bit the exposed half of the earlobe, and his voice became wicked: "Being a wife has more painful things to do, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

Ning Anan was so frightened that she hugged her tail, her tearful eyes were filled with even greater panic, she hurriedly shook her head: "An An obediently be a soul pet, don't be a daughter-in-law."

Pei Yiyi took a deep breath, lowered his eyelids and glanced at the bulge in his trousers, reached out and pinched the boy's handsome cheek,

"Then be obedient and be a good spiritual pet, and I won't let you hurt, understand?"

"understood."

He looked at the man ignorantly, nodded obediently, his big ears almost slapped twice, his skin soaked in pink was almost transparent under the soft yellow light, like a budding peach blossom moistened by rain and dew.

The man couldn't take it anymore, and tried to look away from that alluring little face: "Okay, I'll take a shower, and you sleep well."

"Well, go ahead."

Hearing that he wanted to drive him away so much, the man's heart was cold, he said nothing, and walked towards the bathroom.

Ning Anan breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his tail and barked his teeth and claws behind him, wanting to roar loudly!Want to swallow a big fish in one bite!

Pei Yiyi seemed to feel his small movements, and turned his head suddenly.

The boy froze in mid-air for a second, shrank obediently to the bed, and explained in a low voice, avoiding his eyes: "I, I'm just being cute..."

"Oh, then, do you want to take a shower with me?" Pei Yiyi turned back his gaze fixed on him, and made up a random reason.

Ning Anan saw the high bulge in his trousers, and once he took a shower, she asked him to help him with his hands...

His face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hands: "No, I, I've washed it..."

"Okay, you continue to be cute..."

There was obvious loss in the man's eyes. He turned and went into the bathroom. The moment the bathroom door was closed heavily, he leaned against the door and took a deep breath. Hey, I couldn't bear to hurt him, but I wanted him again. What should I do?