I beg you not to feel good

Mori Maomao clearly felt that Nakahara Chuya was serious this time.

He really needs to cut his nails!

Senmao was even more shocked when he heard Zhongye talk about sterilization.

After all, he is not a real cat, and Hua Lin will not let him be neutered, but cutting his nails...

Mori Maomao cast his eyes on Hua Lin, Hua Lin still propped his face with his hands, and said nothing about the fact that Zhong Zhong wanted to cut his nails.

Forest Cat: "..."

It seems that she can't be counted on.

But he really didn't want his subordinates to hold their claws and cut their nails.

Mori Maomao began to struggle in the towel, he burrowed forward, and kicked his hind legs vigorously. Under his movements, the towel that wrapped him loosened a lot.

Seeing that the knotted place was about to unravel, the three-flowered cat opposite it suddenly meowed.

Hua Lin: "??"

This three-flowered cat has become a spirit?

She glanced sympathetically at the forest cat, and Zhongyuan Zhong also discovered the cat's escape plan because of the sound, so she reached out and tied the towel on the cat again.

"Be honest," Nakaya said to the cat solemnly, "It's okay to hurt me, but if you don't cut your nails, it will be bad if you accidentally catch Hana Rin in the future."

Forest Cat: "..."

This brat doesn't like Hua Lin?

Seeing that Zhongyuan Zhong also took out an ordinary nail scissors, Sen Maomao could only look at him with round eyes, hoping that he could understand the rejection in his eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also understood this time, but he still decided to cut it, he didn't want Hua Lin to be scratched too.

Even just imagining him is hard to accept.

"There are no nail clippers for cats, so use this one first." Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the cat's paw.

Sharp nails popped out from the middle of the fluffy claws, Nakahara also took the nails and cut them, and cut off the sharpest part with a click.

While cutting, he also showed the skill of cutting the nails of Hualin Cope Cat.

Hua Lin looked at Mori Mao Mao's gradually numb eyes, although she felt unkind in her heart, she still didn't stop Zhong Ye from giving a lecture.

Isn't there a three-coloured cat next to it!That's a real cat, she can raise it!

She learned quickly, and even wanted to cut the forest cat once by herself, but Zhong Yuanzhong also refused.

"Tell me next time, don't get scratched."

Zhong Yuanzhong also finished cutting the forest cat's two front paws. Feeling a bit unfulfilled, he opened the towel and prepared to cut the nails of the cat's hind legs as well.

Mori Maomao sensed his intentions and slapped the nail scissors in Zhongya's hand with unprecedented agility.

The nail scissors flew out, and Chuya immediately reached out to grab them back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sen Mao Mao slipped out of the towel, jumped to the ground, and disappeared under the table.

"Coincidence?" Zhong also wondered.

As soon as he stood up to catch the cat, someone shouted from the kitchen: "My lord, it's time to eat!"

Hua Lin immediately said: "Chongye go first, I'll get the cat back."

"me and you together……"

"No, no, no." Hua Lin pushed him, "Go."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood still, Hua Lin said again: "I asked the kitchen to make some appetizers, let's have a drink together later."

When he heard that there was wine, Zhong didn't care about it, nodded and said: "I'll go open the wine first."

"You can choose any wine over there~"

Hua Lin pointed to the full wine cabinet on the wall.

Zhong also looked at her unexpectedly, but didn't ask any further questions, "Then I'll go and have a look."

Hua Lin waited for him to leave, bent down and looked under the table for a while, and found the forest cat on the stool in the distance.

Mori Maomao lay down on the stool with a dispirited expression, Hua Lin trotted over, he didn't even lift his head, just shook his ears.

There is a pinch of fluff on the top of the cat's ears, which looks soft. Hua Lin really wants to touch it, but she doesn't dare.

She looked at it for a while, then said, "You scratched Zhongye first."

Mori Maomao immediately raised his head, his eyes widened in dissatisfaction.

Hua Lin confronted his gaze bravely: "Look, you are such a big leader of Hong Kong gangsters, you certainly won't care about ordinary people, right?"

So?

Mori Maomao didn't expect that what she was going to say was this, and flicked its tail lazily.

Hua Lin said: "You were the one who scratched Zhongye first, and it's even if he cuts your nails. You can't retaliate against him after you transform back."

After a pause, she added: "If there is something wrong with Zhongyue, I will never give you the license to open the business!"

Um?Mori Maomao's pricked ears trembled, Zhongye cut his nails because of Hua Rin, and Hua Rin came to threaten him because of Zhongya... These two people are quite interesting.

Even though he was thinking of being funny, Sen Mao Mao's blue and purple eyes did not reveal the slightest inner thoughts.

Hua Lin couldn't help asking: "Did you hear that?"

Maomao nodded reservedly.

Hua Lin felt relieved and forcibly reached an agreement with Mori Maomao: "Since this is the case, I will take it as your agreement, and you will not be allowed to trouble Zhongye after you change back."

She was so worried about Zhongye, but it made Mori Maomao feel a little wrong-didn't she know that Zhongye was also a Hong Kong black cadre?

Mori Maomao tilted his head in doubt.

"Okay, let's go eat." Hua Lin stretched out her hands to Maomao.

Mori Maomao jumped into Hua Lin's arms, and he didn't feel something was wrong until Hua Lin hugged him with both hands.

He could walk over by himself, why did he let Hua Lin hug him?

His whole cat was stiff.

Hua Lin carried him to the drinking table, he has not recovered from the blow.

Earlier, Hua Lin received a call from Chuya Nakahara, not only ordered the kitchen to prepare appetizers for him, but also summoned the three-strike sword who likes to drink most in Honmaru.

Zhongyuanzhong is also quite easy to get along with. When Hua Lin came over with the cat, he had already started drinking with the swordsmen, drinking back and forth.

Mori Maomao looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was drunk in his eyes, and walked to the other side silently, getting away from him.

Hua Lin didn't notice Mori Maomao's small movements, and didn't know that although Nakahara Chuya likes to drink, the wine quality is really not very good.

Zhong Yuan also reserved a seat for her, and as soon as she came to sit down, Zhong also poured her a glass of wine.

"Fruit wine, very light." His cobalt blue eyes were brighter than usual, and he looked happy.

Hua Lin remembered that he was staring at her so intently when she gave him the medicine earlier, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not drunk to the point of unconsciousness, but his actions are indeed bolder than before.

Seeing Hua Lin blushing, he hugged Hua Lin's shoulders and leaned over suspiciously: "You haven't even started drinking yet, why are you blushing?"

He seemed to want to observe Hua Rin's expression carefully, because he was too close, and his slightly long orange hair even swept across Hua Rin's face.

Hua Lin blushed even more, pushed him away hard, and pushed him back into the seat: "Sit down for me."

Jiro Tachi hugged his wine bottle and looked at them with a smile: "This little brother from Central Plains, how did you and the master meet?"

Mori Maomao on the other side couldn't help pricking up his ears, but Nakahara Nakahara didn't want to share about himself and Hana Rin, so he asked Jiro Tachi: "Why do you all call her master?"

"Because it's the master." Jiro Taidao looked at Hua Lin resentfully, "The master made new friends outside and didn't tell us."

"This is not a new friend, this is that god..." Before Hua Lin could finish speaking, Zhong Ye covered her mouth.

In front of so many people, wouldn't Hua Lin want to call him a god?He will never allow this to happen!

"Huh?" Hua Lin let out an indistinct gasp.

Her soft lips were pressed against Nakahara Chuya's palm, and the hot air she exhaled when she spoke swept across gently, as if she was actively kissing Zhongye's palm.

Zhongye's thinking couldn't help but stagnate for a moment.

Taking advantage of his daze, Hua Lin broke free from his grasp, and said dissatisfiedly, "Zhongye is a big drunk."

If she knew that he was so easy to get drunk and would do strange things when he was drunk, Hua Lin would not have made a special trip to invite him to drink.

"I'm not drunk!" Nakahara Zhongya immediately said, "I drank all night before, and I was not drunk. Later, after dawn, I found someone to fight..."

"Haha, not bad." Hearing Chuya's words, the Japanese number in the distance raised the small wine jar that came with him, "Come, drink!"

Zhong also put the strangeness behind him and picked up the wine bottle on the table: "Drink!"

Hua Lin: "...you drink slowly."

She doesn't understand the world of drunkards, so she might as well go and pet cats.

"Don't go." Zhongya grabbed her wrist, "You said you wanted to drink with me, you are not allowed to go."

He stared at Hua Lin closely, as if watching prey trying to escape.

"You don't want to regret it?" He lowered his voice displeased.

"I said 'please' you to drink." Hua Lin accentuated.

She planned to play word games with Zhong Ye for a while, but she didn't expect that Zhong Ye, who was drunk, would not listen to it at all.

He unreasonably grabbed Hua Lin and refused to let go.

"How can you invite others to drink, but you don't drink?"

"There are still many people here."

"But," Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his voice, "Those people are not you——!"

His voice exploded in Hua Lin's ears like thunder, leaving a deep mark in her heart.

After Zhong Ye said this, he repeated unhappily: "I don't care who is there, anyway, I just won't let you go."

"I finally met you..."

He stopped, stared into Hua Lin's eyes, and said word by word: "The real you."

Not in a dream, nor in that illusory space, but in reality, I really saw it.

Hua Lin was shocked by him, her heart stopped beating for half a beat.

Through the thin black gloves, he grabbed Hua Rin's palm and transmitted amazing heat.

Hua Lin even felt that her hands had been put into the magma, and the scalding temperature almost burned her sanity to ashes.

"Chuya..." Her heart was beating wildly, and she stammered, "I, I'm not leaving..."

"You let me go..."

"Don't let it go!"

Finally speaking out what was in his heart, Zhong Yuan Zhong also approached her refreshed, and pinched her face lightly.

Her skin was soft and smooth, like the jelly that Zhongyuan Zhongye had eaten before. Zhongyuan Zhongye smacked his lips, and the way he looked at her slowly changed.

Hua Lin became more and more flustered, trying to get rid of his restraint and escape from his sight.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye loosened his hand, Hua Lin finally broke free and ran out quickly: "Someone is coming, I will open the door!"

Looking at the back of her almost fleeing, Zhongyuan Zhong also scratched her hair, and followed her with some displeasure.

He arrived at the door faster than Hua Lin, and said with a sullen face, "Who is so ungrateful and disturbs us at this time."

He opened the door.

The tall and slender boy outside the door let out a "yo" and raised his bandage-wrapped hand to say hello.

However, he didn't expect that he would meet Zhongya Nakahara's eyes, and the smile on his mouth froze as soon as he raised it.

The two spoke at the same time——

"why you?!"