love you hell

The delivery of the kittens went well.

Dahua is probably not the first child, and its delivery is almost nothing to Nuoqi and the others.

However, just when Nuo Qi visited every day, and when the kitten was no longer so vigilant about moving the big flower, the big flower suddenly disappeared.

Facing this litter of three milk cats who have not yet opened their eyes and are waiting to be fed, Nuo Qi hastily prepared a feeding bottle of goat milk powder to rescue the three milk cats. Fortunately, there are other cats in the store, and the heat preservation problem of the small milk cats is not difficult to solve .

But the big flower has never been found.

Not only Dahua, Nuo Qi carefully observed and collected, only to find out that there are many cases of cats missing in various places recently.It's just because most of them are wild cats, no one will deliberately look for the cat's movements, and it's just that some lovers who will bring food to feed the wild cats will notice some changes.

"Where did these cats go? Did they get caught?" Nuo Qi was really worried.

That is to say, but no one has a definite evidence, even if they go to the police to file a record, but what if the wild cat is lost?No one can refute the sentence "maybe he ran to another place".

"Is there no way to file a case for investigation?" Even Xia Qing asked Zheng Jing about this matter.

Zheng Jing was also a little embarrassed: "It is difficult to file a case just for the missing wild cat, and it is impossible for me to ask others to do something across departments."

The two of them were nestling on the sofa watching a movie at Xia Qing's home, but to Zheng Jing, the presence of Xia Xuan, who was running around from time to time, seemed to be much stronger than the movie.

"Okay." Xia Qing shrugged her shoulders, but it would not be awkward to let Zheng Jing use her authority to investigate this matter.

"Otherwise, after two days of vacation, I will go to the scene to see it?" Zheng Jing thought for a while, and felt that she had to figure out a way for her girlfriend to care about, although the possibility of finding clues in this way was too low.

"No need." Xia Qing hugged the pillow and leaned against Zheng Jing's shoulder, looking lazily at the screen, "I just..." She thought about how to describe it, "I feel a little bad."

Zheng Jing frowned: "Let's go and have a look, it's so reassuring." She immediately made a decision.

This feeling seems to be good.

Xia Qing unconsciously curled her mouth, picked up a cherry tomato from the plate in her hand, raised her hand and handed it to Zheng Jing: "Reward."

Zheng Jing was taken aback for a moment before she realized what the reward Xia Qing was talking about, she smiled and swallowed the Saintess fruit into her mouth.

Xia Xuan's head suddenly jumped in front of Zheng Jing, making a big grimace.

Zheng Jing gasped in shock, the holy maiden fruit got stuck in her throat and coughed violently.

"Xia Xuan, squat on the side, don't move until I speak." Xia Qing said coldly, sitting up without pressing Zheng Jing, so that Zheng Jing had more space to move.

The prank succeeded, so Xia Xuan, who was sadly reminded, could only face the corner of the wall with a bitter face, while Zheng Jing coughed for a while, finally spit out the cherry tomato, and touched her throat with lingering fear.

"Are you okay?" Xia Qing asked, poured a glass of water and handed it over.

"No need." When she spoke, Zheng Jing felt that her voice was okay, but she didn't want to swallow anything for the time being, "I was just shocked." This has absolutely nothing to do with Xia Xuan being a ghost, no matter who suddenly flashes something in front of her eyes , still sticking so close, will be scared.

Especially when she was still thinking about Xia Qing feeding herself.

"I will educate Xia Xuan well." Xia Qing's words did not have any emotional fluctuations, but Xia Xuan shivered.

Zheng Jing immediately shook her head: "She didn't mean anything malicious." Speaking of Xia Xuan, it was the first time she came to Xia Qing's house, saw the special layout of the house, and also met the little ghost Xia Xuan who lived here.She was surprised when she heard about Xia Xuan's origin. After all, Zheng Jing still had fresh memories of the couple and the bones under the big locust tree.

Because there are too few clues, there is no way to conduct a systematic investigation so far, and it has become an unsolved case.

Seeing Xia Xuan who died at the hands of the murderer, Zheng Jing felt a little sorry.

She couldn't exist without malice.

Of course, Xia Qing didn't express what was in her heart, she just changed the content to something simpler: "It's time for her to fuck, I know."

Zheng Jing glanced at Xia Xuan, and could only silently say that there was nothing she could do.

After all this tossing, the movie was over, so Zheng Jing simply stood up and prepared to leave.

"Breakfast is at the old place. It should be enough to turn the fire on medium for three and a half minutes. The milk needs to be warmed up before drinking ice." Zheng Jing walked to the door and changed her shoes, although she didn't come here every day after work. , but as long as they come over, they will prepare Xia Qing's breakfast for the next day, and occasionally they will take Xia Qing to buy a refrigerator that is full of her.

"Okay, Grandma Zheng." Xia Qing's long voice interrupted Zheng Jing's rambling.

Zheng Jing stood up and took a look at Xia Qing, her eyes wandered aside and she muttered: "I don't know who had physical pain from drinking iced milk last time." The volume was loud enough for Xia Qing to hear clearly.

A bright smile appeared on Xia Qing's face. You must know that she is usually delayed by three to five days. Who knows that she got up on time for no reason!

After drinking a glass of iced milk, the pain was uncontrollable by noon, so he could only hold on to call for police officer Zheng urgently, which frightened Zheng Jing, who was in excellent health and never had to endure such torture.

In short, that is black history.

"Blame me?" Xia Qing asked through gritted teeth.

"...Blame me." Zheng Jing replied immediately.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Xia Qing thought for a while, stretched out her hand to hook Zheng Jing's neck, and looked at her with wandering eyes.

The distance between the two was shortened by Xia Qing's movements, Zheng Jing unconsciously held her breath, a little nervous.

Xia Qing looked at it for a while, and Zheng Jing's heartbeat accelerated, and then the corners of her lips curled up: "Remember to pay attention to safety."

Forehead?that's all?Zheng Jing felt like she was a little disappointed.

Just when Zheng Jing nodded in response with her mind in a mess, her lips touched a piece of softness and moistness, and then left again.

Xia Qing pushed the stunned Zheng Jing out of the door, waved her hand, and closed the door.

Zheng Jing touched her lips, smiled and went home happily.

Mama Zheng and Aunt Zheng were watching TV and chatting. By the way, Zheng Jing, who had gone somewhere, heard the sound of the door opening and entering the house.

Mother Zheng turned her head to look at the door, and was about to tell Zheng Jing to go to the kitchen to drink the hot soup, when she saw her precious daughter with a smirk on her face.

"Hey, what's wrong with Jingjing?" Zheng's mother touched her little sister's hand with her elbow and signaled with her eyes.

Aunt Zheng just turned her head and saw Zheng Jing saying: "Mom, Auntie, I'm back." But with that look in her eyes, she walked towards her room as if she hadn't come home yet.

"Quiet, why are you smiling like a mouse that has stolen oil?" Aunt Zheng gave a look to Mama Zheng and opened her mouth.

"Ah?" Zheng Jing was taken aback by the sudden question, and then realized what the auntie was talking about, scratching her head and said embarrassingly, "Um, I didn't."

"Quiet, come." Zheng's mother beckoned to her daughter, pointing to the sofa beside her, "Sit."

Zheng Jing had a hunch that nothing good happened, but she was a daughter, so she just sat there obediently: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Zheng's mother looked at her daughter for a while, and then said: "Go to Xia Qing's place?"

"..." Zheng Jing sighed with her mother's piercing eyes, "Yes."

"No wonder." Zheng's mother nodded, not surprised by this, "Jing Jing, your aunt and I are watching, Xia Qing is a good girl, she is younger than you, you should take care of everything, and you should take care of everything more often. Let others."

Aunt Zheng listened from the side, always feeling a bit wrong: "Sister, I hear you are talking to that little girl Xia Qing?"

"Jingjing kidnapped a nice little girl, I feel guilty." Zheng's mother said, glaring at Zheng Jing.

Zheng Jing's embarrassment couldn't be worse.

She knew that it was useless to talk about being in love with each other at this time.

Aunt Zheng was happy: "Sister, you didn't feel guilty when you were looking for your brother-in-law. Jingjing is only a few years older than him."

When mentioning the events of the year, Zheng's mother was anxious: "Why did you mention it so early, let Jing Jing laugh!" She was also a little embarrassed, Zheng's father was four years younger than Zheng's mother. In that environment, sibling love was less than it is now.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't laugh at you." Zheng Jing smiled and saw her aunt interrupting, and immediately expressed her loyalty to her mother, "I get along well with Xia Qing, so don't worry."

"Okay, let's go take a shower." Aunt Zheng waved to Zheng Jing and let her go by herself.

Seeing Zheng Jing entered the room, Aunt Zheng looked at Mama Zheng's face. Her smile was a little lighter than before, and she knew that she still couldn't let go.

"Sister, Jingjing has been sensible since she was a child, don't worry, she won't mess around." Aunt Zheng persuaded.

"My own daughter, who doesn't feel sorry for her." Zheng's mother sighed, "When she told me that she liked women, I felt that the sky was going to fall. But what can I do? I can't bear my daughter even more because of my attitude. Worried and anxious, I can only try to understand, contact, and accept.”

Thinking of the days when Zheng Jing came out of the closet, Mother Zheng rarely got her glasses wet. Aunt Zheng sighed and patted her sister's hand.When she found out about this, it was Mama Zheng who helped Zheng Jing to persuade her. Think about how Mama Zheng got through that period of struggle alone.

"Hey, my daughter is mine. Who cares if I don't love it? These days, even if you get married, you can get a divorce. I am also worried that she will be alone and can't find a partner, and I am worried that she will fall in love with some girl but can't leave. Go down." Zheng's mother opened the chatterbox, "To be honest, Xia Qing is a good girl, but she is still so young and hasn't started working yet, so I'm really afraid she won't be able to go on."

"Didn't Jing Jing say that, Xia Qing and her family also...what's that called? Oh, come out." Aunt Zheng tried to comfort Mama Zheng, "The little girl is reliable, and she speaks in an orderly manner. She shouldn't be messing around. people."

Zheng's mother wiped her eyes and nodded, "You're right." She thought for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm also worrying about things like falling in love, whether it's a man or a woman, there's a possibility of breaking up. Jingjing chooses the person herself, if... Anyway, I, the mother, have always been there."

Aunt Zheng smiled: "That's the reason. You, don't keep thinking about how they will break up. If you keep thinking like this, it will be strange if they don't know each other!"

Behind the door of Zheng Jing's bedroom, Zheng Jing leaned against the door and listened to the voices outside, and her glasses turned red.

She left the door and sat on the bed, took out her mobile phone and sent a message: [Come to my house for dinner in two days?My mother just told me to give in to you more, but after only a few months, she favored you. ]

Xia Qing's reply was quick: [Let me go?Am I being vexatious? ]

Zheng Jing was taken aback, and couldn't help laughing: [The point doesn't seem to be this, does it?Little, aunt, mother. ]

[Okay, it seems that in order not to bear this unreasonable name for nothing, I will be more self-willed. I want to eat the dishes cooked by Police Officer Zheng, and I am not allowed to ask Auntie to help you. ]