pick up cats

One person and one cat walked to the open space behind the abandoned factory, and they saw three men who were not standing.

Among them, the head of the hair has been highlighted with dark green hair, which is particularly eye-catching.

"I'm not a good person" is written in each of their vicious expressions.

Tong Ming casually tied the tie with a steel bar, guiding Li Huairen, who was out of his mind, to face the wall and think about his mistakes, and then Song Limian, who was standing in front of him and turned his head back, looked at each other.

They receive the same message from each other's eyes.

——The combat power of those three is very weak at first glance.

The one sitting next to the rebar and constantly shaking his legs was perfectly performing a textile worker, while the other was not much better, rubbing his neck and complaining that he had a stiff neck last night.

Judging from the body movements, the leading "Brother Sun", who looks like an ADHD patient, is not very good.

Tong Ming silently mourned for Bai Yue.

The fighting power of the provocative enemy largely proved his own fighting power in the eyes of others. Obviously, Bai Yueguang, who lacked exercise and was cut with a butcher's knife, couldn't get the attention of this grandson.

After the two exchanged their experiences with their eyes, they felt that there was no need to devise a strategy, so they moved forward and rushed forward violently.

Tong Ming took advantage of the silent walking of cats to approach the enemy, and then took advantage of his agility to take advantage of his unpreparedness to beat the two of them.

Boom, boom, bang bang.

In an instant, the scene changed from a menacing three-on-two to a groan of complaints.

Brother Sun, who was swung to the ground, had his hands and feet tied so he couldn't move, and he rolled on the ground without any image.

"... Where did these ropes come from?" Song Limian asked.

Tong Ming pouted towards the corner.

I saw a dark corner of the wall that was splashed with an unknown liquid, and there were two ropes, a ball of rags, and a sack...

Song Limian: "..."

Obviously, these were all used to greet Bai Yue, but it was a pity that Tong Ming used it as a tool for tit for tat.

That elder brother probably felt ashamed, so he stopped struggling and insulting him after a while, and instead stared straight at Song Limian with a pair of blood red eyes.

"Insidious." He gritted his teeth and commented.

Song Limian admired this person's villain first to sue, so he was not angry, but raised his eyebrows with interest.

He hugged his arms and touched the opponent's thigh with his feet. The toe of the shoe was very close to the weak point, as if he didn't know where to put his feet.

When Brother Sun thought of something, his face instantly turned white into a gray wall, and he lowered his eyes and dared not stare.

"I know the purpose." After a long while, Song Limian pulled Tong Ming to stop them from stuffing the rotten cloth into Brother Sun's mouth.

"I suggest you repent as soon as possible, and don't bother me in the future." He said lazily, "After all, my time is precious now."

Busy with relationships.

For the sake of momentum, Song Limian didn't finish the rest of his sentence. Before letting go of Tong Ming's wrist, he couldn't help rubbing his white skin a few times with his fingertips at an angle that the crowd could not see.

After a long silence, Tong Ming commented in a low voice: "Your warning is too childish."

"It's enough to deal with him." Song Limian replied with experience.

Song Limian restrained his smile, his stern face was too intimidating, and Tong Ming, who was always watching the show with empty eyes, was obviously impatient, and it was even more difficult to provoke him.

Under the oppressive environment, Sun Ge decisively chose to surrender.

"I, I, I, I promise," he stammered with a dejected look, "I will never provoke that idiot again..."

Tong Ming interrupted, Yin Cenchen smiled, and then took over Song Limian's position, walking slowly, putting his foot on the middle of Brother Sun's weak and helpless leg.

Brother Sun's face turned pale, and he quickly changed his words: "...I, I, I, I, I will never provoke you again."

Tong Ming's toes still didn't move away, and the pressure was still there. With his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he looked extraordinarily cold and heartless.

Brother Sun swallowed.

Seeing that the important part was about to be lost, the straight man suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and realized something from the atmosphere of the two in front of him.

Song Limian's gentle eyes were lingering on the person next to him, and Sun Ge was in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "... I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

Because of an endless blessing, Sun Ge escaped unharmed, and not long after, he was led to the corner by the abandoned steel bar, and tied with Li Huairen to stare at each other.

"I suggest that you share more experience in counter-capture," Song Limian said lightly, "After planning for so long, it's a shame to be overturned with one move."

The two who lost their freedom for a while lost their last dignity immediately after hearing the words. They showed depressed expressions at the same time, and they dared not speak out.

Taking the remaining two people with sore backs for a walk, and tied them together, Tong Ming reckoned that these four people should not be able to escape in a short time.

He patted the dust on his palm contentedly, and suggested sincerely: "By the way, you can learn how to polish your eyes."

Except for one who was stunned, the other three showed expressions of incomprehension at the same time.

Tong Ming pulled the corners of her lips, and said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes: "It's stupid and rude to admit someone else's wrong partner."

Going back from the abandoned factory, the two need to pass through many remote paths.

Song Limian seldom had the opportunity to pass through the outskirts of the city, and the scope of Tong Ming's activities was even narrower. In the past, there was Song Limian's house, and later it was the urban area where Song Limian lived.

On a rare occasion, the wind lifted the tall plants out of the waves. The two of them didn't take a taxi and returned slowly along the way they came.

When passing by before, he had something on his mind, and the people walking were in the way, so Tong Ming had no time to look at the scenery, but now that he finally relaxes, the natural scene becomes much cuter.

Taking advantage of the lack of people, Song Limian held Tong Ming's right hand tightly without saying a word, interlocking his fingers.

His palms were dry and warm, and Tong Ming's cold body temperature was quickly warmed up. The long warmth steamed into his heart, and a mist that made his left chest swell and sour.

"What is this?" Tong Ming moved his eyelashes, glanced at the clasped hands and asked, "Are you asking for peace?"

Song Limian smiled lowly, and asked, "Did we quarrel?"

"No." Tong Ming tilted his head to think, probably summing up the related unfamiliar emotions, "This is not called a quarrel, but a one-sided cold war."

The two of them crossed the narrow road, Tong Ming walked in front, Song Limian followed slowly behind, his eyes never took away from his lover's small expression, his brows were full of indulgence and love.

The road was only as wide as one person, but the warmth of their clasped palms did not break away. Regardless of their awkward postures, they clenched their hands more and more tightly, like two stubborn children.

"Then what should I do?" Song Limian asked when they were shoulder to shoulder again and the warmth could finally be conveyed through rubbing the sleeves.

"I don't understand, this is your human business." Tong Ming replied, "I'm only responsible for getting angry."

After waiting for a while, Song Limian said, "Okay, then I will be in charge of coaxing you."

While there was no one around, he leaned over and pecked the corners of Tong Ming's lips a few times, and only after he kissed the straight line out of an arc, he humbly asked, "I'm inexperienced, can I do this?"

Tong Ming's watery eyes flickered: "Not enough."

Song Limian suppressed his laughter, pulled Tong Ming to a stop with his arms, rotated, and hooked off his glasses. Then, he leaned over his upper body and poked at the soft lips that he had been coveting for a long time, and asked in the moist breath: "——What about this?" ?”

The taste of the fusion of lips and teeth is so wonderful, two originally independent individuals can become the same frequency because of a simple action.

The breathing rate, the heart rate, the frequency of stumbling and groping for love...

Everything found the standard value in the messy and lingering kiss.

The place where the two kissed was very subtle. There was a wall behind them, and the door of the bungalow in the distance was closed. I don't know if there are still people living there.

There are several square trash cans next to them, which are classified into different colors and painted in different colors. Because there are few people and no one throws trash, it doesn't look messy.

Song Limian was fascinated by Tong Mingyi, and when he opened his eyes, he recalled the scene of their first encounter.

At that time, Tong Ming was beautiful and distant, so Song Limian restrained his trance.

He thought it was just a heartbeat with no real meaning, time passed by, and everything disappeared in the end.

Unexpectedly, the so-called unexpected encounter was actually prepared. The unsuspecting Song Limian easily jumped into the trap of the little pet, and since then he has no complaints or regrets.

He rubbed the back of Tong Ming's neck with one hand, and rubbed the corners of the other's pink eyes with the other, until the two of them were almost submerged in breathing, he finally let the other go.

When the foreheads were touching, Song Limian listened to the panting sound close at hand, and moved his lips a few times.

——He was still a little puzzled.

Why is the kitten willing to go around such a big circle to get close to itself?If it wasn't for an accident that exposed his identity, he would definitely not tell the truth until the two of them were close.

Through recent observations, Song Limian believes that the answer is not just that the other party is worried that he will not accept monsters, but also other reasons.

Is it because he is too unqualified as a master to give his beloved kitty the sense of security to act like a baby?

But the one who was abandoned by the cat at the beginning was obviously him, a human being kept in the dark.

However, before Song Limian could finish his words, the clean and silent trash can was overturned.

The sound of "dong" startled Song Limian, almost thinking that someone was hiding in the barrel and peeping at them kissing.

Temporarily subduing the charming atmosphere, the two turned their heads together.

Not long after, with a hesitant "meow" sound, a gray kitten got its head out from between the horizontal green barrels.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity lingered in an instant.

Song Limian's mind was moved, and he took a closer look, this cat was not actually gray, maybe it just wandered around the world for too long and was contaminated with too much dust.

The round bronze eyes and the faintly exposed original fur color can all give Song Limian a sense of familiarity.

The cat...he raised his brow, realizing that it resembled the family Bombay cat.

Song Limian quickly glanced at the person around him, and found that the arc of the other's neck was very tense strangely.

Tong Ming half-closed her eyes, under the shadow of the bridge of her nose, her wet lips stretched into a straight line again.

Song Limian couldn't help but frowned, comforting the other's stiff shoulder and back muscles.

Before he could ask further, there was another commotion in the trash can.

After a few seconds of rustling, two bigger cats came out of their heads in a dusty manner, one of their feet was still a little lame.

Soon, three stray Bombay cats squatted next to the trash can, comparable to a row of beautiful coals, "meow meow" hurriedly.

The voice was a bit shrill after listening carefully, and three eyes were cast on Tong Ming, as if wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

After a long time, Tong Mingwu narrowed his sharp eyes and smiled, "Song Limian."

"I'm here."

"—It is said that before human beings establish the closest relationship, they need to meet their parents?"