can i eat your head off

71

Jing Ming took a look at Tibi who was still sleeping, closed the door and went out to make a phone call.

"So suddenly, I still have pets at home..." Jing Ming's hair was still curled up, and he looked unhappy.

Xiao Xiao wanted to cry but had no tears: "I beg you, something happened to Yanran's family, didn't it happen suddenly, if you come to save the situation, you should be doing good deeds..."

"Okay, stop," Jing Ming heard him talking more and more, "I still have a child in my family who is waiting to be fed, you can find someone else..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Xiao's long-pitched voice blocked his ears again: "Oh - don't say it, you can suppress Yanran's situation, if they go, fans will not be able to turn back. It's..."

Jingming hadn't woken up yet, but he spoke clearly: "Not going."

Before Xiao Xiao hung up the phone, Misu was a puppet cat with blue eyes and snow-white fur, so beautiful.

Misu let out a "meow".

Jing Ming's fingers that were about to hang up the phone froze.

"Misu, please," Xiao Xiao let out a few long "meows" after finishing speaking.

Its voice was long and gentle, and Jing Ming could hear the meaning of acting like a baby, "Stop barking, stop barking..."

The coquettish voices over there didn't stop, and Jing Ming couldn't take it anymore, "Ah, I'll go, can't I go!"

72

what--

Jing Ming brushed his teeth in front of the mirror and let out a long sigh.

He can reject people, but he can't reject a cute animal.

Jing Ming washed off the foam on his face, and found Timi standing at the door of the bathroom.

"Get up." Jing Ming rubbed his head, "How did you sleep last night?"

The question was vaguely answered: "Are you going on a long trip?"

Seeing his anxious eyes, Jing Ming felt guilty and nodded, "Well, I'll be right back when I'm done."

He nodded sensiblely, but the reluctance in his eyes was about to overflow.

Throughout the morning, whatever Jing Ming did, he followed behind.

Jing Ming sighed, and suddenly regretted agreeing to catch up with this event, he hugged Ti Po into his arms, kissed Ti Po hard, and started calling Ti Bao.

73

Jing Ming was well prepared this time, and specially held the phone a palm away from his ear.

Sure enough, Tibao's roar came from the receiver: "Who is it! The call in the early morning—"

He really hasn't woken up yet.

Jing Ming poked the paper, understood the paper, and shouted, "Brother Bao Bao?"

"Little guy," Tibao's voice became clear and soft in an instant, "What's wrong? It can't be..."

"No, no!" Tifu knew what he wanted to say, and interrupted quickly.

Tibao's voice was still sleepy: "Huh?"

"That's it," Jing Ming said, "Brother, I'm going on a business trip, can you help me take care of Xiao Mu for a few days?"

Jingming was ready to be scolded like a mountain collapse.

As a result, Tibao only replied, "Understood." Then he hung up the phone.

Ah, if I hung up the phone with him so quickly, how many troubles would have been avoided, Jing Ming admired it.

74

When Tibao came to Jingming's home with lunch, Tibi was nestling on the sofa watching TV.

"Hungry?" Tibbo asked as he set the table.

Tibo didn't seem to be in a good mood, a little listless, Tibao touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

Tichi sat down at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous meals on the table, and asked, "Brother Baobao, when will you be able to cook?"

Tibao blushed for a moment, and immediately said seriously: "Just eat." Seeing his sickly appearance, he slowed down his tone, "Others did it."

Tifu nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, thinking that he already knew that his brother Bao Bao did it.

He dared to bet that if his brother Baobao cooked such a delicious meal, he would write his name upside down.

75

After eating, he shrunk back to the sofa.

Tibao was worried and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Timi's whole bird was as red as a shrimp, with its two paws curled up on its chest, and its voice was uncomfortable: "Everywhere is a bit uncomfortable..."

Seeing this, Tibao's heart tightened, and then he suddenly realized that he was about to transform.

"Just endure the pain, it will pass in a while," Tibao said, "If you really can't bear it, think about who."

Tibbo coughed.

"Must, you haven't tasted the sweetness of love, you haven't tasted the embrace of a lover, you haven't..." Tibao found a large paragraph of provocative text on the Internet to help him.

During Tibao's mechanical recitation, a burst of white light made him close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a young man with long hands and long legs lying on the sofa.

76

Tibao was more excited than the people lying on the sofa, rubbing his hands, "Quick, quick, stand up and show me what it looks like."

Titus stood up from the sofa, and when he stood still, he found that Tibao had a sad expression on his face.

"Brother Baobao?" The question was puzzled.

...It won't be ugly.

"You don't look like me at all," Tibbo frowned and swept down from above, "not as tall as me..."

"And this hair, natural curly hair." Tibao plucked out the fuzzy curly hair, "it's so soft, touch mine."

Tibao lowered his head so that Timo could touch his hair, and Tibo took the opportunity to rub it a few times, it was prickly and a little prickly.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound, Tibao was amused: "Envy me baby, man, just want to be hard."

After speaking, he glanced down, "Yo," Tibao showed a satisfied expression for the first time, "It's okay."

77

Titu blushed, and picked up the pillow next to him to cover it, "I have to get dressed."

It was only now that Tibao realized that his voice had changed a bit, it was deeper than before.

Thinking of the messy clothes, he looked happy: "I'll get Jingming's clothes!"

"Underwear is not allowed," Tibao embraced the excited Tibao, "I'll go buy you new ones."

Frustrated, he fell down on the sofa and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, thank you Brother Baobao."

78

Jing Ming was bored in the waiting room, Xiao Xiao and the others were extremely anxious.

Due to the weather, the plane has been delayed for more than two hours, and they haven't left the market yet.

I don't know how Tibi is doing at home, but within a day, he started to worry.

After all, Tibao, the former owner... But it is something that can't be helped, Jing Ming sighed.

He took out his mobile phone to unlock and turn off the screen, and finally opened a software without holding back.

Monitoring software.

79

Tibao opened it and only glanced at it, then locked the screen with a "click".

He saw a man burying himself on the chest of another naked man.

Is this my home surveillance?

Was it hacked by some video website?

That's not right... Jing Ming thought back to the scene just now, that black suit is definitely Tibao!

In order to avoid an oolong, Jing Ming opened the screen to take another look, and this time he saw Tibao's face.

He didn't run away!

Jing Ming's trembling fingers still didn't dare to move the progress bar forward, and he still didn't have the courage to watch other men messing around in his own home.

day.

He wants to say a word to himself now: You are so stupid, really.

Who is this!

I knew I couldn't trust him!

Take your lover to that person's house to have an affair while the master is not at home!

funeral!do!sky!good!

Even if you don't like me, you can't do that, right?

Tim is still at home!

Thinking of making a fuss, Jing Ming couldn't sit still.

Tifu is still underage, what should I do if I lead a bad bird!