Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Xing Lu put the dizzy little milk cat on his lap.

She was so thin that you could see the bones in her back when she hunched over.

It's just that because he was still young, the fluff on his body exploded, so he looked chubby.

"You are so stupid to be bullied all the time."

He poked her little head.

The little milk cat's ears slapped his fingers a few times in disbelief.

"Not convinced yet?"

He poked again.

The little triangular ears flapped again.

Xing Lu reached out to touch her ear, and rubbed it gently with his thumb.

"Meow~" She seemed a little unbearable, and stretched out her little paw to rest on his finger.

But the criminal law just doesn't let go, because the touch of the small ears is very soft, like cotton, but much softer than cotton.

"Meow~" Don't touch it.

Xing Lu seemed to understand, and nodded her wet nose: "There is no free lunch in this world, this is the reward for taking you in for a night."

He didn't take pity on her because of the rain outside and kindly let her in.

If you want to get benefits, you have to give something.

Be it a human or a cat.

The little milk cat seemed to understand, squinted his eyes and "meowed", then raised his chin, asking him to scratch the bottom.

Xinglu has never raised a cat, so I don't understand it.

She took the initiative to put her chin under his fingers, rubbing back and forth by herself.

Only then did Xing Lu understand what she meant.

Symbolically gave her a scratch.

I saw her narrowing her eyes in satisfaction, and even started to make a purring sound.

But after a while, she probably felt uncomfortable in this position, so she avoided his hand and sat down cross-legged a few steps forward, wanting to get closer to him.

But Xing Lu is sitting, this posture is too close to the crotch.

He felt a little uncomfortable and pushed her away.

The little milk cat looked up at him in confusion, stood up and took a few steps, insisting on getting closer to him.

The criminal law moved her down again.

The little milk cat climbed up persistently.

Criminal law: "..."

He had no choice but to hold her on his lower abdomen.

The lower abdomen without exercise has no abdominal muscles, so it is much softer and more comfortable than lying on the thighs.

Satisfied, the little milk cat lay coiled up on his lower abdomen, rested his head on his hands, and purred.

After a while, she changed her position, pressed her two little claws on his stomach, and began to step on the milk unconsciously.

The little milk cat didn't stretch out its nails, and the little pads pressed softly on his stomach.

It was a very subtle feeling.

Her movements were rhythmic, matching his breathing and the rising and falling of his lower abdomen.

Xing Lu pushed her hand away maliciously, interrupting her stepping on the milk.

But after a while, she stepped on it unconsciously again, making a snoring sound.

Hearing the criminal law, he was a little sleepy.

But he didn't want to sleep yet, he wanted to see how long she would step on it.

During waking hours, the criminal law spends most of the time sitting.

He doesn't like the feeling of sitting, because it will make him really feel the fact that he can't stand up, as if it keeps reminding him repeatedly that he is a useless person.

But at this moment, he completely forgot about his inability to stand up.

Soon, the little milk cat fell asleep stepping on it.

The criminal law has changed its posture.

He protected the little milk cat on his belly with one hand, adjusted the direction carefully, and lay down on the sofa.

It was still raining outside.

Drizzling, like falling needles.

The little milk cat is very light, even lying on the lower abdomen, she can hardly feel her presence.

But as long as he reaches out, he can touch her.

And Xing Lu fell into a deep sleep amidst the sound of the rain and the breathing of the kitten.