Kuai Chuan is not a person

"It's nine o'clock, and it's time for the baby panda to go to bed."

The soft back of the little panda's neck was picked up by Chu Lan. He turned off the TV and carried him into the room.

Wen Xi was under his palm, with four claws swaying up and down, left and right, still unable to break free, so he had to lower his head obediently and was carried into the room, his soft body landed on the bed with a thud, his round butt facing Chu Lan, He got into the quilt and wrapped himself up, like a little fat ball, rolling around in the heavy quilt, looking extraordinarily hard.

Chu Lan found a crib out of nowhere. It was a small wooden bed with a high fence beside it. He spread a layer of soft blanket inside, took Wen Xi out of the quilt, and put it firmly on the bed. In the crib, covered with a blanket, let him sleep by himself.

Wen Xi: "???"

The little panda said quietly: "How can you let your wife sleep in a crib?"

System: "Scumbag!"

Chu Lan stroked his forehead, why did he somehow feel that someone was echoing him and calling him a scumbag?

Chu Lan shook the crib, and coaxed helplessly, "Good boy, go to bed early."

He turned off the light, covered the quilt, and the room was dark. Wen Xi observed from the gap in the fence, and Chu Lan really closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Wen Xi: "...it's only nine o'clock in the evening."

Wen Xi: "...he also met a particularly good-looking fairy today."

Wen Xi: "...you can actually fall asleep by closing your eyes?"

System: "Wait, who is this particularly good-looking fairy?"

Wen Xi smiled and said, "Me."

The system was silent for a rare moment: "Well, yes, he should be too excited to sleep."

"Of course!" Wen Xi patted his thigh, his chubby paws patted on the soft thigh, and the soft and shiny fur flicked.

The panda's small fists are holding onto the railing. It looks fat and soft. I don't know where he got so much strength. Holding the railing, his fleshy body slowly moves up, and finally stands trembling on the railing. Climbing down precariously, letting Chu Lan pretend to be asleep with his eyes squinted on the bed, and Chu Lan, who was observing secretly by the moonlight, was anxious to go over and grab him, for fear that he would accidentally fall down.

Roll, roll, quietly rolled onto the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt and slipped in, a small ball bulged on the quilt, kept stirring, and then rolled into Chu Lan's arms, the furry body glowed faintly under the moonlight , turned into a boy.

The young man's black hair was like a crow, very long, scattered on the bed pillow, and a few strands got into Chu Lan's neck, scratching his neck for a while, but he couldn't be found by pretending to sleep, so Chu Lan had to bear it with a frown, and turned over He adjusted his sleeping position, and it seemed that he slept very restlessly.

Wen Xi stared at the back of his head, very dissatisfied.

Shouldn't you pluck the fur, suck the panda hug and then kiss when throwing yourself into the arms?

Wen Xi sighed, and called the system faintly.

The system that was named trembled: "What's the matter?"

Wen Xi: "Help me detect Chu Lan's mood."

The system beeped, showing that it was scanning, paused, and read the result to him.

"A subtle feeling that I really want to touch my ears, kiss my little hands and rub my buttocks, but I have to restrain myself."

Wen Xi choked for a moment: "Why restraint?"

As far as he knew, the word restraint had never been included in Chu Lan's dictionary.

The system also said quietly: "Because in his heart, you are a panda baby who was only born less than a few months old."

Wen Xi: "..."

He sighed: "What a big misunderstanding."

He thought for a while, then sighed: "However, my husband is really a man with a conscience."

As he spoke, he moved towards Chu Lan, who had a conscience, and rubbed against his warm back. He felt his whole body go stiff and tense suddenly, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep in satisfaction.

Chu Lan's blood boiled for a while, and her whole body became hot.

He liked men in the first place, but after becoming a human, he happened to have a face he liked. The young man was still holding him in his arms, clinging to his back, and his warm breath seemed to have nothing to do with it. Spraying it on the back of his neck, and rubbing it restlessly, it is hard to make people unresponsive.

Chu Lan raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of the bathroom. The young man next to her was sleeping soundly, with her forearm tightly hugging his waist, fearing that if she moved, she would wake him up.

Chu Lan had no choice but to calm down her scorching breathing, and endured it all the time. She didn't know how long it lasted, but she also fell into a deep sleep.

He was already jet-lagged and didn't sleep very well, so he couldn't fall asleep for several hours. The sun had already fallen from the gap in the curtains onto the quilt, and the white cotton-like quilt was reflected golden. Awakened by the dazzling light, he rubbed his eyes and slowly opened them.

The stomach was heavy, Chu Lan condensed her fingertips, and saw Wen Xi lying horizontally, with her head resting on his lower abdomen, as if she had been awake for a long time.

"you……"

As soon as he made a sound, he realized that his voice was hoarse, and he coughed a few times before he recovered.

Wen Xi turned her head to look at him, and sat up obediently, but her eyes were still fixed on a certain harmonious place in Chu Lan.

He stretched out his hand and pointed there lightly: "Is this the bamboo shoot for me?"

Chu Lan just sat up, before she had time to hide her embarrassment, suddenly there was a gust of wind under her crotch, and she looked at Wen Xi with some panic.

Wen Xi smiled at him with crooked eyebrows, the bright sunlight refracted on his white teeth, like a dark light flashed on the sharp teeth.

The beast with good features and bare feet sat cross-legged on the bed, showing its good teeth to Chu Lan with a smile.

He also lowered his head, wanting to take a closer look, and counted with his fingers: "It's big and hard, it must be crunchy and delicious."

Chu Lan reached out to hold his cheek, and taught him not to get closer: "I'll go make milk for you."

As he spoke, he put on his slippers, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom as quickly as lightning could cover his ears.

Wen Xi rested her chin and yelled leisurely from behind: "Hey! Why are you going to the bathroom to make milk?"

There was the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, accompanied by Chu Lan's calm lying voice: "The milk in the bathroom is more fragrant and sweet."

Wen Xi added another sentence: "Drinking milk and eating bamboo shoots is even more delicious!"

As he said that, he turned over and turned into a tumbling, rolling around on Chu Lan's big bed, with his short, round tail waving behind his buttocks, while Chu Lan was taking a bath, he climbed onto his bedside table, and hugged him. The ruddy apple narrowed its eyes slyly, and gnawed.

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