The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

Luo Qingyi is not used to wearing a suit. He took off his coat as soon as he entered the room, and now he unbuttoned his shirt uncomfortably: "Why don't you have a clue? The woman you met downstairs, can't you tell that she is Demon?"

"what?"

Pei Yiyi couldn't believe it.

Luo Qingyi took out Xian Rujiao's business card and handed it to Pei Yiyi, "Smell."

Ning An'an became interested, got up from Pei Yiyi's arms, leaned over to her small nose, and wanted to smell it too.

But it was opened by Luo Qingyi, "You can't smell it."

"Why?" Ning Anan was puzzled.

Luo Qingyi said seriously: "You are just an ordinary person now, easily bewitched."

"Oh!" Ning Anan pursed his lips and continued to doze off on the sofa. The black gauze covered his whiter hands and pulled off the wig. He didn't want to wear it anymore. Maybe it was because of the heat, his face was a little red.

Pei Yi didn't pay much attention to him, took the business card from Luo Qingyi, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, it smelled of light perfume, besides, there was a very special fragrance, he didn't feel anything when he first smelled it, but After sniffing it a few times, it's a little disgusting.

That feeling is like... the smell of ashes!

Pei Yi frowned, looked up at Luo Qingyi: "What is this?"

But he found that Luo Qingyi was staring at Ning An'an!

His eyes were burning hot, and he didn't have the slightest intention of restraining himself, he just stared nakedly at Ning An'an's porcelain white jade face that was half sunken into the sofa.

"Luo Qingyi!"

Pei Yiyi suppressed his temper and swallowed the anger that was about to explode.

Luo Qingyi ignored him, got up and came to Ning An'an's side in two or three steps. Wei An's tall body squatted down in front of the sofa, and put his big palm on Pei Yiyi's face, covering his plump and smooth forehead.

"Have a fever?"

Pei Yiyi was about to explode when he heard him say something!

"what?"

Pei Yiyi panicked now, and hastily patted Luo Qingyi's hand off, and replaced it with his own to touch it.

This touch, as expected, felt hot to the touch.

"An An!"

Pei Yiyi was so startled that his heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly pressed him into his arms.

Ning An'an was in a daze, staring at him with half-closed eyes, her red face was like a baked apple, and her voice was soft and hot: "Headache...I don't feel well..."

Monsters with mana usually don't have a fever, and Pei Yiyi has never been in contact with a human being who has a fever, so he didn't know what to do. He was so panicked that he couldn't help himself, so he could only ask Luo Qingyi for help: "Me, what should I do?"

Luo Qingyi just glanced at him, said nothing, picked up the landline on the table, called the front desk, and asked for a thermometer and antipyretics.

When the fever-reducing medicine arrived, Luo Qingyi took Ning An'an's temperature, and fed him the fever-reducing medicine according to the instructions.

Ning Anan refused to eat it, and rubbed against Pei Yiyi's chest coquettishly, "If you don't eat it, it will look terrible."

Pei Yi coaxed him: "This is sweet and sour taste, not bad at all."

Luo Qingyi is not as delicate as him, the straight man's way of dealing with problems is to pinch Ning An'an's little mouth, and pour him down with medicine and water!

The little guy choked and coughed for a while, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing the commotion here, the Black Mountain old demon gave up lying on the door panel and leaned on the single sofa to watch Luo Qingyi's macho operation, which is neither pampered, coquettish, nor pretentious, but efficient, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, " Brother, you are still awesome!"

Pei Yiyi's heart was full of pain, and he didn't want to discuss the woman's problem for the time being, so he carried Ning An'an back to the bedroom, carried him into the bathroom and washed him.

Cleaned off the foundation and lip gloss on his face with makeup remover, and washed his face again. The slender and fair boy with freckles drooped his eyes in the bathtub, with cat ears hanging down between the broken brown hair, soft, The long eyelashes are drenched, overly delicate, bright and flamboyant.

Even when she is asleep, she can still seduce people invisible.

"An'an, how can you be so beautiful?"

Pei Yiyi's gaze became greedy, and he traced his nose and lips lightly with his fingertips, and couldn't help but kiss him.

The fever made Ning An'an very uncomfortable. His kiss was so forceful that the little guy began to be out of breath, so he pushed the man with his soft paws, moaning: "...don't..."

The sweet and indistinct voice was unbelievably soft, like an ambiguous dream that overflowed with water.

Pei Yiyi's sleeping cock was woken up by the sound of "Don't succeed!"

Stretching his big hands into the bottom of the foamy water, looking for his weakness, he asked hoarsely, "Don't want anything?"

The little guy seemed to be having a nightmare, with a few drops of sweat dripping from his forehead, turned over uneasy in the bathtub, and murmured: "...Go away...Octopus...Hmph, An Anchao fierce...Bit , kill you!"

Pei Yiyi was surprised.

Giving up the idea of ​​eating him, he picked him up from the water, unwrapped the disposable sterile bath towel, carefully wrapped him up, carried him to the bed and dried his ears, tail and hair.

Time seems to go back at this moment.

He remembered the first time he blew the hair of White Cat Ears, the little guy was not like other cats who resisted the blowing, but was very obedient and obedient and let him play with it.

Even turning over his belly, showing his softest and most vulnerable part in front of his eyes, asking him to tickle.

But the little guy now, he can't even turn back into a cat!

He will not show the most vulnerable place in front of his eyes anymore, he has learned to hide his mind.

Perhaps from the very beginning, he never told him about the unknown things in his heart.

And the tail and ears can't be retracted, and there will be nightmares when you fall asleep, and you reach out to grab the black collar around your neck uneasily, crying: "Don't... don't peel it off... An An... only this ring of skin is left... big Fish...big fish...where are you...save An An...An An is going to die..."