pick up cats

When Song Limian learned that Li Huairen was bought by the eldest brother named Sun with money, and the reason he needed the money was to treat his mother...

Song Limian held back for a long time before swallowing the dirty words back.

"If I remember correctly," he said grimly, "when I offered to lend you money, you said that you had found a way to make money and you didn't need my charity."

Li Huairen put his hands behind his back, Tong Ming wrapped his wrists with a curtain tie, and tied the other end to the horizontal bar on the back of the chair.

When he was trying to struggle, Tong Ming, who sat down calmly, raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, Li Huairen couldn't help being honest.

Although the expression is still full of disdain, anyway, the action is quite regular.

The escape plan failed and Li Huairen, who temporarily lost his freedom, settled down. He turned his head away and said in a natural tone: "Yes, Brother Sun said that he will not treat me badly after it is done."

"...I have a grudge against you as the co-author." Song Limian laughed angrily, he tapped his knuckles on the table, and asked, "Why do you refuse my money, and you agree to it when others order you to cheat me? "

"It's different." Li Huairen turned his head back, his eyes that were always squinting stared straight at him.

Song Limian was not afraid, and patiently made a "please speak" gesture.

"You get nothing for nothing, and you will have to pay back what you owe sooner or later." Li Huairen said confidently, "But I can make money by helping Brother Sun with my work."

Three... two people and one cat were all shocked by the underage logic. After a long time, the three of them said in unison: "Oh."

Li Huairen heard a lot of ridicule from this word, and his face turned red instantly.

He struggled a few times, and the rough curtain tie rubbed against his wrist, making the boy's skin slightly red.

He wobbled on his toes, as if he wanted to come closer and say something, but he was quite afraid of Tong Ming who occasionally raised his eyelids, so in the end he stood still and threw a bad saying in a vicious tone: "You don't understand me at all!"

"There is no such thing as pie from heaven in this world. All charity has a price tag." Li Huairen turned his head and plausibly said, "You help me hypocritically, pretending that you don't need anything in return, but in fact you are waiting for the future to force you I pay for—"

"I don't know who the 'you' are in your mouth." Song Limian frowned, not wanting to listen to the teenager's complaints, and interrupted in a cold voice, "It doesn't include me anyway. Don't label me."

Li Huairen choked for a moment, then said with a sneer: "Do you think you're normal? You almost risk your life for strangers every time. Who would do this for a normal kind-hearted person?!"

With a strange tone, he uttered the words he had been holding back for a long time: "You know for yourself whether it is for self-satisfaction, vanity, or—"

Before he finished speaking, Tong Ming, who was standing aside, walked over with heavy steps.

He didn't know when he tore off another curtain tie, and slowly rolled it into a ball, and now he forced the ball of cloth into his mouth.

Li Huairen: "!!!"

Tong Ming quickly withdrew his arm, then lowered his head, and wiped the finger that touched the opponent's mouth a few times in disgust.

"..." Li Huairen, "Ummmmmm!"

After a long time, Song Limian let out a "tsk".

He didn't feel anything about Li Huairen's indiscriminate bombing. He was neither angry nor sad. Instead, he felt emotional about family education.

Sure enough, adolescent children need correct family guidance, otherwise they will easily lose their minds, and when it comes to reasoning, they will make all kinds of hard work, far-fetched...

As a result, after thinking about it, it didn't make any sense.

if i have kids...

Song Limian looked at Li Huairen who was protesting not far away, and thought to himself: As a parent in the new era, I definitely don't advocate domestic violence.

However, if the child keeps yelling such logically dead words, making noise like a parrot that doesn't learn well, Song Limian doesn't mind recording the nonsense of the other party with a tape recorder, and then pushes the child on the chair to listen to it seventeen or eight times.

After listening, you must also do reading comprehension to explain the literal meaning and hidden meaning of this passage.

The new educator Song Limian thought so.

But when he thought about it again, he felt that it was impossible for him to have children, and he didn't need to worry about such things at all.

...Wait, no!

Song Limian tilted his head slightly, his eyes touched a familiar figure, and his eyebrows jumped a few times——

Human males can't have children, so... what about little monsters?

Song Limian's throat was unavoidably dry. He unbuttoned the top button, and his breathing became easier.

Tong Ming didn't know the danger was coming.

He was facing those beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and he took a wet tissue paper and wiped it slowly. The white and slender knuckles were exposed to the light, and they were so wet that people wanted to hold them.

"It's finally quiet." He threw the ball of paper into the wastebasket and walked slowly.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned against Song Limian's shoulder as if he had no bones. Song Limian's muscles stiffened, and he tried his best to get away from the mess of thoughts.

The right temperature mixed with the light lemon flavor penetrated into his nostrils, Song Limian was a little dazed, and suddenly realized that the other party changed the shower gel very frequently.

He recalled the time when he bathed the kitten himself.

This cat is very picky about the scent of pet shower gel. If the smell is not good, it is likely to get angry and bite. Not only that, it also likes the new and dislikes the old, and is unwilling to keep the same smell for a long time.

All in all it's a hassle.

Unexpectedly, after the cat became a little monster, it would still have this temperament.

At the moment, the difficult little monster is sighing with emotion in a low voice: "Human cubs are really troublesome."

He said this without blushing or panting, without self-knowledge.

Song Limian patted the dust that the other party had collected from the window sill in a funny way. The dust was broken into pieces in the air and slowly annihilated.

He squinted his eyes and thought: you little cat is even more worry-free.

But that can't be said for sure.

He moved the palm resting on the opponent's shoulder bone, and after a short while, he clamped Tong Ming's neck with his jaws, rubbed his fingertips on the opponent's delicate skin, and said "en" lazily.

Tong Ming's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, then raised his arm and pinched Song Limian's fingers, not allowing him to move.

Song Limian was not discouraged either, he took advantage of the situation and hooked a few fingers of the other party, rubbing them intimately before letting go.

"..." Li Huairen, who howled for a long time, found that no one was paying attention to him. He stuffed a cloth in his mouth and ate a catty of dog food, and he became depressed and silent.

Song Limian rubbed the remaining body temperature on his fingertips, and glanced at the tall, long-legged, handsome cat demon next to him, from the black hair that was sprayed with hairspray to the trousers that were tied into short boots, showing a sense of abstinence...

It's only because the eyes were too hot, Tong Ming seemed to feel it, looked at each other strangely, his thin lips moved a few times, and asked him what's wrong.

"It's nothing." Song Limian forcibly moved his eyes away, and felt the throbbing roar in his left chest.

He suddenly felt that, except for the two of them, everyone else in the house was an eyesore.

Whether it's the underage who gritted his teeth and stalemate, or the submissive and helpless married man.

Song Limian pressed the tip of his tongue to the roof of his mouth in dissatisfaction, feeling that the atmosphere was not at all suitable for talking about love, forcing him to hold up his crumbling reserve and restrain his urge to kiss his lover passionately.

Before Song Limian entered this house, he still doubted that he would feel uncomfortable meeting Bai Yue.

Tong Ming might have thought this way too, for the first few minutes after entering the door, a scorching gaze never ripped off his skin.

But it turns out that they all thought too much——

With Tong Ming's Song Limian, how could it possibly cause waves to other people.

Whether it's nostalgia, anger, regret...all are no longer necessary.

He has many subjects related to warmth that need to be taught to the little kitten, and there is a lot of private knowledge that needs to be taught one-on-one in person, and the life that has left the barren and boring life is passing too fast.

He is not allowed to waste every second related to Tong Ming.

With warm eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch Tong Ming's head, Tong Ming subconsciously leaned back, stopped halfway to hide, and let the warm palm slowly fall into his hair.

Song Limian understood what the other party was worried about, so he didn't mess up the carefully combed hairstyle, just patted it carefully, and then raised his chin towards the door: "Okay, let's lead him out and lead the way."

Not long after, Li Huairen looked at the two people walking side by side with uncomfortable eyes, and for some reason, his heart gradually became hairy.

"Eh?" Not far away, the owner named Bai Yue expressed regret in a surprised tone, "Are you leaving now?"

Song Limian's expression was light, he raised one arm and waved it, as if he was too lazy to turn his head and didn't want to talk.

On the contrary, the gentle man who always had a sneer at the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a gentle smile.

Li Huairen seemed to have sensed something, and stared at him for two seconds with his neck stuck in surprise, and then he heard Song Limian brush past him, and opened the door with a "click".

Li Huairen was dull for three seconds, turned around abruptly, and was about to squeeze out through the open door——

Boom!

He actually calculated the angle accurately, but unfortunately at the critical moment, an irresistible force ran down his wrist and pulled him back violently.

Li Huairen bared his teeth and slammed into the iron gate, his forehead turned red instantly, and his eyes went numb from the pain.

With those bound hands, he looked helpless and pitiful.

"Be careful," Tong Ming shook the curtain tie, his voice came from far to near, casually reminded, "If you damage your brain, you will be in trouble if you can't recognize the way."

Li Huairen closed his eyes and felt Tong Ming approaching.

When the man stood beside him, Ruoyou Ruowu's gaze was sharper than the blade's edge, Li Huairen's neck couldn't help sweating, and his heart felt irresistible timidity.

Song Limian pushed the door completely open and glanced back.

The rope swayed, and Li Huairen obediently acted as the guide dog, stepping forward regardless of the burning pain on his forehead.

Song Limian was still worried at first, it seemed that walking with a minor on the street would be detrimental to the city's appearance.

However, when he walked out of the corridor and found that the residents passing by did not cast surprised glances, he vaguely realized something.

He asked in a low voice, Tong Ming shook the tie, and explained in a good mood: "Well, other people can't see the rope."

"...Why can I see it?" Song Limian asked late, and stretched out his finger twice.

"Well," Tong Ming licked his lips, and said pointedly in a light and light tone, "Maybe it's because you have too much evil spirit."

Song Limian naturally misunderstood.

His body was numb, and he forcibly looked away from the two thin lips glued on. He thought to himself, as long as he was given enough time and space, he would not mind being stained with evil spirits in every part of himself.

Li Huairen, who was walking in front, was always listless.

He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and the three of them turned a few street corners, and then walked along the bustling main road, stepping on the thin sunlight, and the crowded crowd could not disperse the two people standing side by side.

There was a young couple walking their dogs together in front of them. Song Limian was in deep thought, and then glanced at Tong Ming beside him, feeling a sense of déjà vu unavoidably.

He silently apologized to the children.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Then can he see it?"

"I can't see it." Tong Ming glanced at Li Huairen along his fingertips, and replied, "He is not clear now, so he can only follow the route I said. Whether he is tied or not, he can't escape."

"...Then why don't you help him untie it?"

"Because I used to be a little pet." Tong Ming half-opened his eyes, his tall nose cast a beautiful shadow, and explained, "I'll give you some knowledge. All animals domesticated by humans have a common dream."

"What?" Song Limian cooperated with the question even though he realized that the answer would not sound very pleasant.

"Walking people." Tong Ming smiled.

Before Song Limian could react, he said with a half-smile: "It's okay if you don't tie him down. But I haven't had enough of it yet, so can I walk you instead?"

"...No." Song Limian stopped his wild thoughts and took a deep breath.

He continued in a strange tone: "I'll also give you some knowledge. In modern civilized society, it's rare to tie people outdoors. Basically... it's all done on special occasions."

The little cat, who is full of curiosity about human society, raised his eyebrows, with a look of willingness to listen to it.

"It's not clear just to explain—" Song Limian stretched out his hand to straighten the other person's face, avoiding that seductive look, and said meaningfully, "I have a chance to take you to practice."