Can the tail be tickled?

Ye Wuhui stayed after all.

It wasn't because he was splashed by Mo Ziyi's pot of dirty water, nor was he entangled so much that he couldn't help it. Ye Wuhui wanted to stay in his heart, but he just made two excuses for himself.

The bed was very soft and big, not only enough for two big men to sleep, but also enough for two people to roll and play on the bed.Ye Wuhui lay upright, staring straight at the ceiling, forcing himself not to look at the bastard rolling around to entertain himself.

Enough of playing around by himself, Mo Ziyi turned around, put his legs on Ye Wuhui's body, hooked him tightly with one hand, and stuck his whole body against Ye Wuhui's side.

Somewhat apprehensive: "Little brother, it's rare to sleep on a bed, don't you even look at me? Is the ceiling your love sister? You're about to see through it."

"......"

Mo Ziyi raised his other leg up and climbed up, resting on Ye Wuhui's chest, stroking his Adam's apple with his fingers.

"Since you stay with me, how about I give you a gift and give you myself?"

"..." Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Fingertips stroked his cheeks along his neck, pinched above his earlobe, and Mo Ziyi poked his head up again, breathing on the side of his ears, a little hot: "Little brother, you want to sleep with me?" ..." The soft tongue teased, and the white teeth nibbled on the earlobe, and the voice suddenly became hazy and seductive, "You didn't even refuse me."

"..." Ye Wuhui's voice was low, "Stay away from me."

"Huh? How far away?" Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows, and his hands instantly became restless, kneading Ye Wuhui's body.

Adam's apple, collarbone, "so far?"

Chest, abs, "so far?"

...Further down...even Mo Ziyi was stunned, "Or...so far...?"

Ye Wuhui grabbed Mo Ziyi's hand, his chest heaved violently, and even his breathing trembled: "Mo Ziyi, be more honest!"

Mo Ziyi dodged it with a backhand, turned over and sat between Ye Wuhui's waist and abdomen, his bodies touching closely.

He stretched out a little pink tongue to lick the corner of his lips: "Little brother, how do you want me to be honest?"

"Ye Wuhui, you really... want to sleep with me...?"

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- "Hold tighter."

Wushuang and Wuxue often discussed the new scripts in their spare time, and a few times their voices were a bit loud, and Ye Wuhui listened to them a few times and got into it.

Wushuang said: "I heard that whenever you hold hands with someone you like, you have to interlock your fingers for the first time. This means that you will never be separated, and you will be a couple forever."

Ye Wuhui thought that although these words were hypocritical, they still had some truth.

The boy held him tightly, his palms were warm, like holding a little sun.

After holding hands, Mo Ziyi immediately became dishonest, looking here and there, and Ye Wuhui let him drag him around in a good temper.Walking down the road, there are no other small items, but my arms are full of all kinds of sweets.

"If you get tired of mentioning it, you can put it in 'Wuzhuo'."

"No, no." Mo Ziyi patted the bag, "You have to look like you are shopping, and you have to hold it in your hand to feel it!"

He twisted a piece of Yuqing cake and waved it in front of Ye Wuhui's eyes, "Come and try it, this cake is very famous, I've wanted to eat it for a long time! Is it sweet?"

Ye Wuhui lowered his head and took a small bite, chewed carefully, looked into Mo Ziyi's eyes, and replied seriously: "Sweet."

Mo Ziyi stuffed the remaining cakes into his mouth naturally: "Man, I just want to eat more sweets. If your mouth is sweet, your heart won't be bitter."

"Little brother, I see that you often have a cold face, but you are too tired? You can tell me when you are tired, I am also very sweet."

"Okay." Ye Wuhui stretched out his hand, rubbed the boy's hair, and brought him to a small stall selling candied haws.

He also heard two little girls, Wushuang Wuxue, talk about the first date with his sweetheart, and he wants to treat him to a bunch of strawberry candied haws. The sweet strawberries are topped with sweet syrup, which can be sweet from the mouth to the heart. Every day after that is sweet like honey.

Ye Wuhui looked down at the hands tightly held by the two of them, this is the first date, right?

"Here you are." He handed strawberry candied haws to Mo Ziyi, "This... is also very sweet."

Mo Ziyi bit down a strawberry in one bite and said, "It's sweet, but not as sweet as me!"

Seeing Ye Wuhui staring blankly at him, thinking that this little trick would not fool him, Mo Ziyi rolled up his sleeves, revealing a forearm as white as the moon: "If you don't believe me, try it!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Wuhui really "tasted", took a bite, and left a faint teeth mark on his forearm: "It's sweet."

"I'm right." Mo Ziyi raised his head proudly, showing a smug smile, like a light cloud, rubbing against the warm sun.

Ye Wuhui's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he gently stroked the young man's fair cheek with one hand: "It's sweet when you smile."

***

Walking around, a large group of people suddenly surrounded the front, and the already congested street suddenly became more congested.

"Let's go and have a look too." There was excitement, so Mo Ziyi naturally wanted to join in.Pushing aside the crowd, I squeezed to the front, only to realize that it was not a bustling scene, but a few kittens, about the appearance of a newborn, with hair that had not yet fully grown, about the size of a palm, several small and round cats. Only, walking staggeringly, yelling "meow meow meow", it almost melted people's hearts.

The mother cat disappeared, leaving behind a few kittens.At first, there were only a few kind-hearted passers-by guarding here, for fear that other passers-by would not notice and accidentally hurt these little milk cats. The cute meowing made me lose my soul.

Mo Ziyi stretched out his hand and poked the tail of the little milk cat. This is also a cat with only spirituality. He turned around according to his feeling, took his finger as if it was a mother, aimed at it, and sucked it hard.

"It's sucking me! Hahaha, it's so itchy!" The little kitten didn't have teeth yet, and it licked Mo Ziyi until it itch.

Mo Ziyi thought: These little cats are much more playful and cute than his senior brother, leopards are also big cats, how come Yang Xinghe is so greedy for food and money, these little milk cats are so fun!

Mo Ziyi was stroking the kitten, and Ye Wuhui was behind him, looking at him deeply.

After a while, the mother cat came back. Seeing so many people surrounding her cub, she bowed her body, grinned at the people around her, and made fierce noises. Whenever anyone wanted to take a step forward, it would If you want to kill, go forward and fight to the death.

When the kittens saw their mother, they moved their small bodies to hide behind their mother, and they were so scared that they huddled together and turned into several little fur balls.

Everyone was relieved at once, looked at it a few more times, and dispersed one after another.Occasionally, a few passers-by who didn't know the situation, saw the mother cat carrying the kittens one by one to a safe place, and carefully avoided them.

The two also dispersed, and they were a little tired after walking, so they found a shop casually, ordered a cup of hot tea, and sat in the shop to rest.

Sitting face to face with him, Mo Ziyi put away his bag of pastries like a baby, held up the cup with both hands, and drank the tea gulpily, looking at him with those beautiful eyes while drinking, smile slightly.

Ye Wuhui's thoughts suddenly drifted away, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind——

Mo Ziyi turned into a fluffy ball, snoring and snoring beside him, while he hugged the ball of fluffy in his arms, picked up his little ears, played with his little paws, like a snowball Gently rubbed his tail several times.

Ye Wuhui felt that this scene was very beautiful, thinking about it, he couldn't help but evoked a smile.

"Little brother, what are you laughing at?" Mo Ziyi looked at himself and then at the desktop, there was nothing funny about it.

Ye Wuhui said: "The kittens just now are very cute."

"Huh? Little brother wants to raise a cat?"

Mo Ziyi looked at him, raised his hands, clenched his fists, and gently scratched forward: "Meow~"

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