The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

Just in the afternoon, a ray of sunlight widened its corners and passed through the moon-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows with ancient charm, and sprinkled golden water on his cheeks.

Apart from crying like a river, there was nothing he could do.

For a long time, tears blurred his vision, he wrapped his arms around his neck, turned his head and kissed him deeply, "Luo Qingyi..."

Tears fell down: "I love you, I love you so much, I really love you so much."

"It's not liking, it's love, you understand?"

It's love.

Only love can survive all kinds of tortures and delays, and still leave me with the sincerity and intensity I had for you at the beginning.

"Fool...how can I not understand?"

Huge palms covered those unbearably wet black pupils. I didn't want him to cry when he saw the light, but his waist opened and closed uncontrollably, out of the most primitive instinct.

……

Ning Anan pulled herself up from the cold corner.

The short-term depression made him figure out some things. Pei Yiyi was really taken away. This is real, and this is not a dream.

He is just a little demon who has lost his Dan, and he is helpless in the face of powerful forces.

So, is this a confession?

Have you surrendered?Out of your wits?

NONONO! ! !

That's not how a cat behaves!

What should I do?

hehehe...

Since his family likes simple and rough ones, then An An also, give them some simple and rough ones!

He has no mana, so it is impossible for him to imitate Nezha in ancient times and wreak havoc in the Dragon Palace.

But he has money!

Pei Yiyi's bank card and passbook are all in the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom upstairs, and he changed all the passwords to the day they met: .

He didn't hide anything from Ning An'an about these things, and even threatened in front of him: An'an, don't underestimate your old Gong, here is any card, it's no problem to buy you a city to play with!

The Dragon King may not care about money in the world, so he only captured Pei Yiyi, but money is a thing that can be used properly in the world, and it can also call wind and rain!

He went to the bedroom and took out all the cards and passbooks, counted them, but he couldn't count them himself, grabbed a stack and put them in his pocket, and called Luo Qingyi.

Luo Qingyi had just dismembered and devoured the little spider and was cleaning up the battlefield.

The little spider was dying lying on the quilt full of folds, and it was unknown whether it was alive or dead.

Luo Qingyi didn't dare to hug him to take a bath, for fear that if he hugged him, he would break into pieces.

He simply called for hot water and wiped his body with a warm towel. The towel passed over the white, smooth and graceful back line, and there was a slight but invisible light in the transparent and dark pupils like giant glass balls.

This man was so handsome, his skin seemed to have been soaked in a milk tank, he couldn't bear to leave any marks on him.

No matter what he does, good or bad, he knows that his heart has always been with him.

The towel passed between the two round petals of the tailbone, inadvertently staining a red lotus.

Luo Qingyi frowned, leaned over to the young man's ear, and woke him up: "Why is it still bleeding?"

The little spider was exhausted, his eyelids opened a slit, revealing a glint of watery ink pupils, he glanced at him with some grievances, and closed them again, "It's broken."

Luo Qingyi's big hands trembled, and he was silent for a few seconds before asking: "Does it hurt?"

"……Um."

The broken and hoarse murmur was like a spider biting open a fresh and juicy food, just tasted a small piece, the tempting juice made people want to stop.

Luo Qingyi resisted the impulse, and said lightly: "You sleep for a while, I'll go out and get you some medicine?"

The little spider's heart jumped for a moment inexplicably, and he opened his still wet light brown eyelashes: "Do you know how to care about people?"

Luo Qingyi remained expressionless, "Should I say drink more hot water?"

Little Spider: "..."

"Okay, you go get the medicine, I'll sleep for a while, bring me something to eat, I'm hungry." The little spider buried his face in the quilt and stopped looking at him.

After Luo Qingyi cleaned up his body, changed the sheets and bedding, and was picking up his clothes, Ning Anan called.

"Big hairy monster..."

The little guy's voice was soft and trembling, with an obvious crying sound, as if he had been bullied hard.

Luo Qingyi's heart softened, and instinctively glanced at the person on the bed, and walked out of the bedroom with the phone in hand.

After closing the door, he asked, "An'an, what's the matter?"

"Big fish... he... woo woo woo... meow... woo..."

Before the little guy could say anything, he cried out, sobbing intermittently, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Luo Qingyi's heart seemed to be melted by water, and he hurriedly comforted him: "If you want to cry, cry for a while longer, I won't hang up the phone, just talk after you cry."

"Woooooooo..."

Ning Anan shook Mao Toutou's big ears, and wiped away tears while listening to the phone, her shoulders twitched.

After crying for a long time, the back of her white and jade-like hand brushed her red eyes from crying, and wiped away the last tears, "An'an is fine."

"Well, tell me, what's going on?"

Luo Qingyi had already arrived outside the villa area, he didn't have a car, so he scanned the QR code with his spare phone, unlocked a shared bicycle, and was going to buy medicine and food for the little spider.

"The big fish was captured by his father..." The boy's voice was a little choked up again, but he didn't cry out. He just kept silent for a moment and continued: "His father is very fierce and powerful. He brought many people with him. We can't beat him." he."

Luo Qingyi put back the shared bicycle that he had just driven, a trace of panic appeared in his calm eyes: "Where are you now, I'll come and find you."

"On the way to Ningzi's house."

Ning An'an has hired a taxi, he doesn't like to sit and wait for death, maybe if he pays, Ling Feng can help.