On How to Capture a Cute Man with Cat Ears

33.

When Luo Yang came home, Fu Ling was sleeping curled up on the sofa, the dazzling sunlight shrouded Fu Ling as if it had coated him with a layer of fluffy gold.

Luo Yang bent down and looked at Fu Ling's half face buried on the sofa, he stretched out his hand to hug him, resting his arms on Fu Ling's knee.Fu Ling's tail wagged, but his eyes remained open, and then he subconsciously stretched out his arms to wrap around Luo Yang's neck.

Luo Yang suddenly laughed, this kind of laughter came from his chest, it was a kind of joy from the bottom of his heart.

Every second I get in touch with this person, I like this person more, and as time goes by, I don't know how much I like him.

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Fu Ling slept very lightly, but had a good dream, and when he was about to continue the dream, he was woken up by Luo Yang's chest vibration.Fu Ling opened his eyes, he didn't lose his mind at first, only to wake up completely when he saw Luo Yang in front of him.

Then I found that they were so close, so close that Luo Yang could kiss him by lowering his head and raising his face a little.

But Luo Yang moved his head away, hugged Fu Ling and put him on the bed.Fu Ling stared at him blankly, without saying a word.

Fu Ling didn't know how long he had slept, the sunlight outside the window could no longer reach the bedroom, the street lights had already been turned on, and some shops lit up their signs to attract customers on the bustling streets.Fu Ling's face was illuminated by the light reflected from a distance, the world was so chaotic, crowded and noisy, but he only had Luo Yang in his eyes.

Luo Yang propped one hand on the bed, he could hear a lot, but at this moment it was covered by his own heartbeat, occupying his mind like thunder, he knew the source of the thunder, and clamored to urge him to move forward, He opened his mouth, and asked someone so uncertainly for the first time: "You have me in your dream, right? I saw you smiling."

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Fu Ling curled his eyes, but with a tight mouth, he still put a smile on his face, and it went straight into Luo Yang's eyes.A bursting sound appeared between the two out of thin air, it was the voice in the hearts of the two, whistling to get closer to each other.

This feeling is indescribable, as if you can’t tell exactly when this person has lived in your heart, you can only remember some sporadic fragments, such as the lights in one of his landscape paintings, A sentence of gentle encouragement from his Weibo, a time when the sun seemed to be flying under the hem of his black clothes, and in these clips, everything around is blurred, and there are only the two of you inside.

Luo Yang's hand holding Fu Ling was suddenly clenched, and his breathing became heavier.Fu Ling blinked and stared at him, then complained in a teasing tone: "You hurt me."

Luo Yang took a few deep breaths, then slowly let go of his hands, and said in an unnatural tone: "...I'm going to cook."

36.

Fu Ling waited for Luo Yang to leave the bedroom door, then buried his face in the quilt and laughed loudly. When he laughed, he couldn't stop when he heard the sound of Luo Yang's pots and pans falling on the floor in the kitchen.

Raising the flag in the morning is not very powerful, but raising the flag in the evening is magnificent.

Fu Lingxiao was tired and sat on the bed thinking about what had happened in the past few days, and suddenly felt like he was dreaming.After being in a daze for a while, he glanced at the computer in the corner from the corner of his eye and remembered that he was still a young painter, and he hadn't blogged for a long time, and he didn't know if the editor had come to see him.

Luo Yang's computer is very simple, and there is no power-on password, and there are only a few commonly used software on the desktop.

Fu Ling moved the mouse, clicked on the Weibo interface, and then stopped there with his hand.

Luo Yang's Weibo is also very simple, and there are no other people who follow him except himself.

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Footsteps sounded from a distance, Fu Ling listened until Luo Yang stopped before he looked up at Luo Yang who was walking in front of him.

Fu Ling pointed to Luo Yang's ID in his fan list: "This person is you, right?"

It didn't take much time for Fu Ling to find Luo Yang's Weibo after he logged on to his own Weibo. He was the first few in his fan list, and it seemed that he had followed him since he just opened Weibo.

Luo Yang didn't deny it, and he was a little embarrassed: "It's me, I have known you for a long time."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue, Luo Yang continued: "A long time ago, my home page posted your landscape oil painting, and then a painter I like very much posted a picture, the person in it is very beautiful, I clicked in, only to find out that the author of the painting that I can't forget is you.

"I always feel that good-looking people are not easy to contact, especially people like you who only update one picture a week must be very cold. I had a hard time for a while, and I posted a sentence under your Weibo 'It's too difficult', but the next morning I found that you replied to me a lot, and even sent me a bunch of private messages 'Remember these three codes, and you will be free from the torment of the sea of ​​​​suffering' 'Man, everything is just a cloud except health (depth Good text)' such a link, I think such a person is cute enough."

Fu Ling was stunned, not knowing what to say: "... those articles... I think they are really good."

"Yes, yes," Luo Yang chuckled, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Fu Ling looked at him, with so many questions in his heart that he didn't know which one to ask first.

He wanted to know if it was a coincidence that Luo Yang was next to him, if not, was it also a coincidence that time on the basketball court, what about his own identity?Luo Yang also knows?

Also, what I want to ask the most is, do you like me or not?

38.

Luo Yang put both hands on Fu Ling's ears, his palms were warm, and the heat flowed from the pinna to every place along the blood vessels.Fu Ling felt that his head became much lighter all of a sudden, an electric current belonging to Luo Yang's temperature rushed into his mind, and all kinds of voices came to his ears all of a sudden, the whispers of the couple upstairs, the thinking of the author next door , and I don’t know where the babbling language belongs to the heart of a child.

"Fu Ling," a familiar voice broke through the broken words, like an echo, encroaching on Fu Ling's ears softly but fiercely. At this moment, he could only hear Luoyang's voice, "I live next door to you. It was by chance that one day I discovered that what you said in your heart was exactly the same as what you posted on Weibo, so I realized that the person next door who stays at home all day is you.

"Meeting on the basketball court is not a coincidence, I want you to know me, I want to add me to your world besides painting.

"I like you, this reason is not surprising."

Fu Ling checked Weibo and stammered, "There is one more question, I... so, you haven't answered me yet."

"Fool," Luo Yang leaned down, put his lips on Fu Ling's forehead, and pressed a kiss earnestly, "I have the predestined relationship to listen carefully. Everything in the world has no secrets from me. Don't feel that you are too special. , It is difficult to survive in a place where humans are, you are the best. I will answer the most important question again, I like you, I like you very much, I want to fall in love with you and hold hands until the day we die , like that."

Luo Yang printed his lips on Fu Ling's nose again, but in the next second, he was pulled by Fu Ling and hit his lips straight.

Fu Ling stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, and smacked the other's lips fiercely, but made no further move.

After posting for a while, Fu Ling blushed and said, "This is what you owed me at the dinner table."

39.

Luo Yang knelt down on one leg, the height was a little shorter than Fu Ling who was sitting, he stretched out a hand to pinch Fu Ling's cheek, his index finger moved his lips: "Well, I've already It's been made up, this is what you asked for."

Fu Ling watched Luo Yang get closer and closer with dazed eyes, and the ending sound was swallowed in the intersecting lips of the two.Luo Yang pinched Fu Ling's cheek so that Fu Ling could not close his lips completely, and his tongue easily attacked the city. Fu Ling's tongue foolishly waited for Luo Yang to rub it over, but it was greeted by that man's sweeping aggression, licking it. His upper jaw and the back of his teeth.

"Fu Ling," Luo Yang pulled out his tongue, and covered Fu Ling's eyes with one hand, "close your eyes."

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward again, this time the attack was more violent than before, biting the opponent's lower lip lightly with his teeth, and curling his tongue around the opponent's, provoking every space in Fu Zero, as if it was not enough , Luo Yang stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's neck and ordered him not to resist.

"Hmm..." Fu Ling let out a gasp from the battle of lips and tongue, and struggled to push Luo Yang away.

Luo Yang stretched out his hand to wipe someone's saliva from the corner of his mouth, took some deep breaths for the first time today, turned around and was about to leave.

"Luo Yang..." The person whose eyes were reddened by his kiss last second grabbed his wrist.

Luo Yang didn't dare to have more physical contact, and asked hoarsely, "What's wrong."

Fu Ling held his wrist, opened his homepage, and a Weibo updated 5 minutes ago appeared in front of him:

@是很火的大老式: I'm in love.

The author has something to say:

Finally off the horse! ! !good! ! ! ! ! !Drop two at once! !Cool! ! !

Let's end the next chapter, I'm tired, because I'm not allowed to write about that, I rack my brains every kiss scene, I'm a person who has never kissed before, what can I say?