pick up cats

On the way home, Tong Mingwai was taking a nap in the co-pilot, and not far from home, Song Limian was suddenly stopped by a series of cars whose tail lights were on.

He stepped on the brakes and waited for a few minutes. The horn sounded intermittently from behind. Song Limian glanced to the right, raised the window, and then stretched out his hand to pull down the sun visor.

This is an accident-prone area. Song Limian originally thought there was another car accident ahead, and when he was tapping his index finger on the steering wheel, three familiar shadows came out from under the low-key gray-black car in front of him.

"..." Song Limian raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Not long after, the traffic jams surged, but Song Limian, who was "touched by porcelain", was unable to start the vehicle.

The three gray Bombay cats, like little monkeys trying to pick bananas, climbed onto the front hood one after another with all their strength. They anxiously pressed their wet noses against the glass of the car, patting the expensive hood with their cat paws in a hurry "Meow meow meow".

Song Limian looked at this scene not knowing whether to laugh or cry, then quickly glanced sideways, and saw that Tong Ming was sleeping peacefully in his coat, the light was blocked by the sun visor and shone from the side, casting a beautiful shadow on Tong Ming's face.

The sleeping person was not affected by the Porcelain Legion at all, Song Limian heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to meet the kitten who bore the brunt.

The kitten stared at those familiar bronze eyes, its face was squeezed stupidly by the glass of the car.

Song Limian didn't want to make any claims at first, but it's a pity that the appearance of this Pengci kitten is so similar to Tong Mingchu's appearance when he came home, Song Limian couldn't help but feel a twitch, and got out of the car by accident, and quickly stuffed the three cats into the back seat .

After doing all this, he apologized in the direction of the congested vehicles, returned to the driver's seat and drove away from the scene.

In the rear, the three cats didn't know whether they were intimidated by Tong Ming's "monstrous spirit" or because of other reasons, they stopped meowing after getting in the car.

They huddled together in the backseat very primly, without any momentum left to stop the car just now.

Song Limian glanced at the group of "maternal family" from the rearview mirror, and then glanced at Tong Ming who was still awake, feeling a little guilty.

He coughed lightly, regardless of whether the three cats behind him could understand or not, he said in a deep voice, "Let's talk first. When he wakes up later, you are not allowed to bully him."

The three cats behind him stared at him innocently, as if they were saying that they would not be able to bully him if they wanted to.

"Who was angry at him last time?" Song Limian raised his eyelids and asked again.

The three cats lowered their heads after hearing the words, pretending not to understand human words.

The kitten had exaggerated acting skills, and deliberately stretched its neck to look at the flock of birds passing by in the sky, with "It has nothing to do with me" written all over its face, but its fur was more obvious.

"Oh, I remembered, it seems that you have done it before." Song Limian didn't look at them at all, and continued with a smile, "I seem to have three bags of imported cat food in my trunk, and two bags of Miaoxianbao—"

The three cats raised their heads one after another, and they didn't care to pretend to be stupid. They were so excited that they stretched their bodies and leaned on the back of the seat forward, looking impatient.

"—as a punishment, I won't give you any of this." Song Limian drove into the parking lot, looked at the obviously raised lips of the people around him by the light, and then became happy, "The small dried fish in the refrigerator is only for Tong Ming to eat "Little cats, just watch."

After parking the car, Tong Ming finally "woke up".

He rubbed his neck, pretended to have just woken up and took off the coat on his shoulders, and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up when you got home?"

"Reluctantly, I want you to sleep more." Song Limian was also happy to cooperate, so he didn't expose the fact that his lover woke up halfway, "I met a few friends on the road, so I took them with me to avoid trouble."

"Oh?" Tong Ming raised his eyebrows.

Song Limian Chen Ken said: "Whether you can enter the house or not depends on your instruction."

"Why do you pick up the ones that touch porcelain?" Tong Ming didn't turn his head at all, and said with a half-smile, "I didn't expect my boyfriend's job is to pick up junk."

The three "broken" dogs in the back listened, huddled together to keep warm, and dared not speak out.

Song Limian suppressed a smile: "...Don't forget, I also picked up that person halfway."

"How can it be the same." Tong Ming didn't feel choked at all, and stretched out after unbuckled the seat belt, "If the scavengers are lucky, they can occasionally find treasures."

Song Limian took his little baby by the hand, and led the three little rags into the house, and after the lock was locked with a "click"——

The charming daily life turned into chickens flying dogs... cats flying cats jumping!

Although in the eyes of Song Limian, Tong Ming is a harmless kitten, but in the eyes of a real kitty, Tong Ming is a big devil with SSS rank in the data column.

His past experience has made him well aware of the weaknesses of cats, so he can always find a precise and "for their own good" way to toss a few cats who have traveled thousands of miles to seek peace and eat and live by the way.

Song Limian still had some headaches at first, and felt that this strange situation was like the poor relatives of his marriage partner dragging his family to live with him.

But two days later, he was a little hesitant about which side to feel sorry for.

After all, his "married partner" doesn't look like he will allow himself to be bullied at all, and he has been invincible in the fight against the three cats recently.

The only occasion he was willing to lie down and admit defeat was probably only on Song Limian's bed.

On the afternoon when he got home, Tong Ming didn't even take a nap. He took the three cats to the bathroom first, and closed the wooden door with a "snap".

Song Limian was a little worried that Tong Ming would be scratched, so he walked around outside the bathroom door for a long time, until he heard the cat's aggrieved cries for mercy coming from inside, his hanging heart returned to his place.

Later, Tong Ming took a huge bath towel and took the three drowning cats to the pet grooming shop downstairs, asking the clerk to cut the fur of the three cats to look like a summer bikini.

The cat father and cat mother were the first to give up struggling, and did not raise their eyelids to stare at Tong Ming with indignation. Instead, they let the sinful hands of human beings fiddle with them, looking hopeless.

Brother Cat made a fuss for a while, and finally realized that everything was futile, so he could only stare sadly at his shaved belly.

Tong Ming happened to see this scene, so he put down the mobile phone that recorded the humiliation video, and smiled meaningfully.

Brother Mao shivered unavoidably when he received Tong Ming's malicious gaze.

Tong Ming casually passed the video to Song Limian, then turned around and asked the shop owner in a gentle tone: "Can you guys be sterilized here?"

……

Two weeks later, the three cats completely succumbed to Tong Ming's power and became well-behaved and sensible little pets.

Every night, when Tong Ming and Song Limian were lazing on the sofa, as soon as they raised their hands, a Bombay cat would jump onto the sofa, turn over its belly and let it be stroked, with an expression of enjoyment.

There is really no dignity as a stray cat.

One day when Tong Ming went out alone to get some air, Song Limian took out three bags of imported cat food from the hidden compartment, poured them into the three prepared small flower bowls, and then tapped on the rim of the bowls.

Ding ding, ding ding.

Soon, the three lazy Bombay cats jumped out of the box, buried their mouths in the bowl, and gorged.

"Why are you so pitiful?" Song Limian squatted aside, amused, "Although Tong Ming always likes to bully you, it doesn't make you unable to eat, right?"

After the kitten chewed the last bite, it raised its head to lick the cat food on its mouth, and "meow meow meow meow" in dissatisfaction.

Although Song Limian couldn't understand cat language, he probably understood what the kitten was complaining about, so he defended his lover: "Actually, I can't blame him. Some food tastes good, but cats really can't eat too much. I didn't have experience before. Feed those things, it will definitely not work now."

Perhaps it caused deep thought, and then the kitten was quiet for a few seconds, put its forelegs on Song Limian's knees, and continued to retort: ​​"Meow meow!"

This action reminded Song Limian of Tong Ming from the past, and his heart couldn't help but soften a lot. He stretched out his fingers to scratch the kitten's chin, his movements were very gentle, but his words were still unquestionable: "Miao Xianbao is not good, it is prone to kidney failure."

The kitten was scratched comfortably, its eyes narrowed into slits, and it still insisted: "...Meow meow!"

Song Limian withdrew his hand, and said slowly: "You can't do small dried fish either, it's easy to induce urethral stones."

The kitten was in a hurry.

It opened its mouth and wanted to yell at Song Limian's finger, but in the next second, it remembered Tong Ming's sinister warning sound, and the original plan to vent its anger turned into obedient licking of finger trust.

Song Limian was a little itchy from the thorns on the surface of his tongue, and he began to imagine inappropriately in his mind, if Tong Ming completely turned back into a kitten on the bed...

Song Limian shook his head, and after shaking off his messy thoughts, he withdrew his fingers.

The kitten seemed to think of something, and immediately "meow meow meow meow" again.

After this period of training, Song Limian, who had mastered the tenth level of cat language, patted his pants and stood up, saying perfunctorily, "Tong Ming is different. I won't stop him from eating anything."

"...Meow!" The kitten landed on all fours, turned its head back without daring to speak out, and started chasing its own tail to vent its anger.

"He is not my pet anymore, we are in a relationship." Song Limian finally found an opportunity to announce this to his "natal family", so he bit every word very clearly.

The kitten bit its own tail and let it go after a while, obviously not understanding what Song Limian was talking about.

"It's fine if you don't understand." Song Limian sighed, "You just need to remember not to scratch the door when you hear strange noises tonight... Otherwise, I don't guarantee that Tong Ming won't take you downstairs to shave a bikini again."

At night, Song Limian leaned against the pillow with his full feet, his left hand lazily wrapped around Tong Ming's round shoulders, staring at a corner of the white wall to let go.

Tonight, he had a hearty night without being interrupted by any strange scratching on the door. This kind of quietness was really rare, especially after three more ancestors were added to the family.

It seems that he succeeded in beating around the bush during the day, and Song Limian expressed his satisfaction.

Tong Ming's head was on Song Limian's shoulder, as if he was asleep or just dozed off, maybe it was because of his shortness of breath not long ago, it seemed that his breath was shallow now, and it was like a soft little hook on Song Limian's skin.

After going to bed, Song Limian took advantage of the other party's confusion and asked many things.

Tong Ming was reluctant to talk about it at first, but Song Limian was quite patient, and after a long time of foreplay, Tong Ming was tortured to the point where he couldn't help it, so he briefly talked about his childhood experience.

Tong Ming spoke quickly, omitting almost all emotions, and his expression seemed to be telling an irrelevant story that had nothing to do with him.

In the end, he deliberately urged Song Limian, and even crossed Song Limian's tight and strong waist with two slender and straight legs, and asked Song Limian why he didn't do it.

Song Limian lived up to his lover's courtship, and quickly gave everything he could.

Like Tong Ming, he hides most of the emotions at the moment without expressing them in words.

This night, Song Limian was too gentle, so gentle that Tong Ming couldn't bear it anymore. He hugged his neck and asked for a kiss, while moistening his eyes and asked: "Song Limian, are you tired these two days, so it's not good?"

These words successfully ignited Song Limian's flame.

He immediately discarded the untimely affection, and showed Tong Ming his state fiercely, forcing Tong Ming to turn pink all over, crying and admitting that he wanted to go wrong.

The room was dark, worried that Tong Ming would be woken up by dawn again, Song Limian drew all the curtains early, so he couldn't see Tong Ming's face clearly at this moment.

But it just happened that he didn't dare to look at it now, for fear that if he looked at it a few more times, his heart would throb and hurt.

He rubbed Tong Ming's thin arm with his palm, pulled up the quilt a little more, and continued to recall the story Tong Ming told tonight as if masochistic.

He planned to go to the three cats to settle accounts tomorrow morning.

Song Limian made a plan, he decided to lock up all the cat food first, not only that, but recently he is also unwilling to secretly cook fish for them to eat.

Song Limian is used to repaying grievances with kindness, and this is the first time he feels revenge——

Although the way of revenge is naive, the object of revenge is very funny.

But his distress is all real, there is always a leak in the left chest, even if he hugged Tong Ming hard tonight, gave Tong Ming a lot of hot kisses, and stuffed a lot of cotton in the hole, it was still not enough to fill it up. full blank.

Song Limian put his arms around the other's shoulders, thinking, why is Tong Ming so thin, and why he came so late.

He didn't understand why fate made fun of people, even a helpless kitten couldn't protect it.

Song Limian thought wildly for a long time, and kissed Tong Ming's forehead several times messily, and finally in the middle of the night, Tong Ming who was in a daze was woken up by the kiss.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Tong Ming opened half of his eyelids, closed them again tiredly, and asked mutteringly as he rubbed his face against Song Limian's chest.

"Can't sleep." Song Limian changed his position to make Tong Ming lie more comfortably.

When Tong Ming was silent for a while, he didn't know whether he didn't respond or he was thinking about his words. After a while, he asked knowingly, "What are you thinking?"

Before Song Limian could reply, he said again: "Don't think about it, just take a rest."

"If you don't want to, it's too important." Song Limian lowered his head, groped for Tong Ming's chin in the dark night, and lifted it up gently.

"What's the matter?" Tong Ming blinked and asked helplessly.

There was still no light in the bedroom, Song Limian should not be able to see anything, but Tong Ming's eyes were too bright, bright enough to break through the gloom at the moment.

He is like a jewel protected by layers of bulletproof glass. Anyone who covets him can only sigh with emotion and dare not ask for extravagance. Only Song Limian is fortunate to be the velvet box that touches and wraps him day and night.

Although Song Limian appeared a bit late, causing this jewel to wander outside for many years, unfortunately it was covered with dust...

Fortunately, the missed time is definitely not as long as the years of companionship.

"I was wondering, is there a place for demons and humans to register their marriage?" He kissed the corner of Tong Ming's eyes, and said nonsense, "Will there be a mysterious organization to stop us?"

Tong Ming curled up her eyelashes and trembled, her breathing suddenly became shallower, but her mouth kept making sounds.

After a while, he analyzed in a low voice: "Maybe there will be, although there is no precedent, but according to the rules... um..."

Song Limian had no choice but to stop Tong Ming's kiss until their lips were wet. He sighed, "Tong Ming, I am proposing to you."

"Oh." Tong Ming paused, his tone was steady, but in comparison, his body language seemed a little at a loss.

Tong Ming asked, "What should I do next?"

His pious tone and deep eyes reminded Song Limian that when he met him for the first time, the other party was just a pet cat in a cage, not in good health, but cute enough.

That day, Song Limian, who was alone, saw it before he opened the door.

At that time, he was still sending messages to acquaintances, saying that there was a beautiful cat, but it was not very angry——

But he didn't expect that when Song Limian approached the cage and bent down to take a closer look, the Bombay cat, who had closed its eyes and was lazy, opened its bronze eyes and looked straight at it.

Song Limian was immediately shocked by these eyes, because he saw beauty like stars in them.

When passing by this pet shop, he originally came in on a whim to take a look, but now he felt that he was indeed a little lonely.

The room is too spacious, just enough to stuff a cat.

Thinking in this way, the beautiful and cold Bombay cat suddenly became alive. It gave a soft "meow", then stood up on two hind legs, and approached Song Limian as if wanting to kiss him.

Song Limian felt that he was thinking too much, but he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

He nodded to the wet little nose of the Bombay cat, turned his head and said to the shopkeeper: "I don't want to choose anything else, just this one."

***

"You don't need to do anything." Song Limian restrained his memory, caressing Tong Ming's thin lips that were no longer pale, coaxing, "You just need to promise me."

Tong Ming actually felt that this question was really unnecessary. After all, it was obvious that it was impossible for him to give other wrong answers to that question.

However, the little kitty, who tried her best to integrate into human society, still tidied up her awkwardness, pinked her collarbone in the dark, and responded obediently: "Okay, I promise you."