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Feline tongues are born with tiny barbs.

When passing Zhong Yi's fingertips, the slightly itchy and wet touch was like the feeling of electric current passing through, which made Zhong Yi tremble undetectably.

What was even more frightening was that Zhong Yi began to uncontrollably imagine what kind of scene it would be if Rong Mian himself was doing this.

——Is he going to be like this now, looking up at himself ignorantly and docilely, then lowering his eyes, slowly approaching his fingertips, sticking out the tip of his tongue, and then...

Zhong Yi felt that his breathing became a little heavy.

The little black cat didn't know what Zhong Yi was thinking, it just lowered its head flatteringly, and licked Zhong Yi's palm again.

After a while, it seemed to raise its face expectantly, looking at Zhong Yi, as if waiting for him to do something.

Zhong Yi didn't understand, so he reached out his hand hesitantly, and stroked its head again.

Seeing that Zhong Yi still didn't understand what he meant, the black cat tilted its head and stared at Zhong Yi for a while. After a long while, it could only lower its head, somewhat disappointed, and meowed softly.

Then Zhong Yi watched its tail tremble, jumped off the sofa, and ran upstairs.

Zhong Yi seemed to understand why Rong Mian's usual way of doing things and speaking was so bold.

Those behaviors that seemed to be wildly hitting straight balls before were probably just because of the naive nature of small animals, and their handling of things was not as smooth and decent as that of humans.

For example, the first time Rongmian took off his pants in front of him in the toilet to show off his talent, then he cheerfully proposed to sleep together, and finally today, he just licked his fingers. In the world of small animals, he often Things to do.

But he didn't know that in Zhong Yi's eyes from a human point of view, each of these behaviors was similar to some kind of great hint, and he would have to digest it in his heart for a long time in an extremely complicated manner.

Zhong Yi let out a breath, lowered his head, and twisted his fingertips.

Five minutes later, Rong Mian walked downstairs slowly.

He changed into a large pajamas, his hair was a little messy, and he just stood at the stairs, staring at Zhong Yi from a distance, but he didn't speak.

Rong Mian said to Zhong Yi after a while: "The sausage and bacon are not expired, you remember wrongly, so I haven't eaten these two days."

Of course Zhong Yi knew that they hadn't expired, because this was just a lie he told casually in order to test whether Rong Mian would continue to live at home.

Zhong Yi paused for a moment, and said, "Then fry a little more for you tonight."

Rong Mian looked at him and hummed lightly.

So the two of them started to get busy in the kitchen.

Rong Mian found that the sausages cooked by Zhong Yi were more delicious than his own, because Zhong Yi would use a knife to make some parallel small incisions on the sausages, and then fry them in the pan.

Rong Mian asked him why he did this, and Zhong Yi said that the frying would be more charred and tasty, and it would also look more appetizing.

Rong Mian thinks that Zhong Yi is really amazing.

Although Rong Mian was more likely to be a disservice in the kitchen every time, Zhong Yi knew that this person would definitely not want to be idle, so he assigned him a task of making lemonade.

Rong Mian carefully selected a lemon with a good aroma, and spent 15 minutes slicing it into a uniform thickness of raw slices, then soaked it in hot water, and the lemon slices rolled in the cup.

In the end, Rong Mian sniffed her fingers soaked in lemon juice, wrinkled her face, and washed her hands for a long time.

Supper began in silence.

Rong Mian lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks, and began to inhale the sausages crazily without saying a word, almost one bite at a time, Zhong Yi could tell that this person had been really hungry for the past two days.

Zhong Yi really won't stop Rong Mian from eating meat this time, but he always feels that if he continues to eat at this speed, the risk of this person's choking will be a bit high.

So Zhong Yi opened up a topic, he asked Rong Mian what he had done these two days to indirectly slow down this person's eating speed.

Rong Mian swallowed, put down the chopsticks, and thought about it for a while.

"I went back to the cat cafe and helped Uncle Yun choose new desserts, including mousse and cheesecake."

Rong Mian paused, observed Zhong Yi's face again, and added in a low voice, "I didn't accompany the guests, I just went back and stayed for a day."

Zhong Yi's heart twitched subconsciously at the words "accompanying guests". After a while, he realized that he couldn't laugh or cry. He just said, "...the mousse sounds delicious."

Rong Mian nodded: "I have read the script for a long time and played the game for a while."

"I beat all my levels to three stars."

Rong Mian took out her phone, opened the game interface, and proudly showed it to Zhong Yi, "But you have to watch the advertisement for a long time, and you can't skip it."

Rong Mian talked a lot, and shared with Zhong Yi little by little the little things that happened in his life, including the dandelions he saw in the garden, and the lotus patterns he found carved on the bathroom tiles.

Zhong Yi listened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help running up.

Tired of talking, Rong Mian lowered his head again, and slowly picked up the small sausage and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhong Yi was really puzzled, he was wondering if the most common sausage sold in the freezer in the supermarket could really taste so good.

So he hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't resist picking up his chopsticks to pick one up and taste it. He felt that the taste was just the same, and the oil might be a little too much.

At the same time, Rong Mian, who finished the second round of inhalation, raised his eyes, looked at Zhong Yi, and said seriously: "Zhong Yi, you haven't kissed me for four days."

Just as Zhong Yi was about to swallow the sausage, his breath suddenly choked up in his throat. He paused for three seconds, and then coughed violently.

It's dying.

Zhong Yi thought in a daze, it was really terrible.

Do all kittens in the world have this outspoken temperament, or is this one sitting in front of me now... more special?

Zhong Yi had no choice but to take a sip of lemonade to cover up, to clear the choking thing in his throat, and said for a while, "...I was out of town for the past two days."

Rong Mian let out a cry.

Rong Mian paused for a while, following Zhong Yi's example, she immersed herself in drinking the lemonade in the glass for a while.

Then Zhong Yi watched the man wrinkle his face, stared at the lemon slice stuck to the wall of the cup for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to himself: "Then you can make it up now."

Before Zhong Yi even had time to react, Rong Mian put down the cup in his hand. He lowered his eyes, looking a little sad.

He asked softly, "Zhong Yi, why don't you want to kiss me anymore?"

Zhong Yi couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Zhong Yi has thought about it for a long time these two days. His original plan was to brew for two days after he came back, and find a better time to raise this issue.

But Rong Mian has a temperament that can't hide what's on his mind, Zhong Yi realized that today he should have a clear discussion about this matter.

"I... It's not that I don't want to kiss you."

Zhong Yi said.

Zhong Yi sighed and said, "Of course I want to kiss, but I don't know if I can still kiss you now, because I don't know... Am I taking advantage of you unilaterally now."

Rong Mian looked at Zhong Yi's face blankly.

Zhong Yi paused with some difficulty.

"First of all, this is not your problem."

Zhong Yi thought about his words, first he repeated to Rong Mian again, "You are fine, you are fine everywhere, no matter in human form... or in cat form, you are very cute and good-looking."

"But Rong Mian, you are a cat, and I am a person who has lived for 30 years."

Zhong Yi said, "I know you are very smart, but there may still be some differences in our understanding of things and emotions."

"I can understand everything."

Rong Mian looked at Zhong Yi, and said forcefully, "It just took me a little longer to understand the script than you, but that doesn't mean I don't understand."

Zhong Yi knew that he was no match for him.

So he simply put down the cup and asked directly: "Then tell me, in your eyes, what is the difference between me and those guests in your cat cafe?"

Rong Mian looked at Zhong Yi and said, "There is a big difference."

"When I'm in a cat cafe, some customers smell of perfume, which I don't like, but some customers are gentler and give me delicious cat strips."

Rong Mian said many things clumsily, "But in my heart, you are better than them all, I just want to stay with you, I will be happier when I am with you."

Zhong Yi paused and hummed.

He asked again: "So in your eyes, what is the concept of kissing?"

Rong Mian was obviously stunned for a moment.

He looked at Zhong Yi, his expression became a little hesitant, and his voice became softer: "That's... If you like me, you will kiss me."

"So you must like me."

Rong Mian said firmly.

After a while he added: "Because I like you very much, so if you kiss me, I will feel very happy."

Zhong Yi just nodded calmly.

He asked again: "Then can you tell, between the guests who gave you delicious cat strips and me, there is any difference between me and their liking for you?"

Rong Mian feels that today's Zhong Yi is really strange,

He suddenly asked a lot of obscure and difficult questions, but Rong Mian's mind couldn't turn around for a while.

When Rong Mian was visiting the fashion nail salon this afternoon, he had to choose a suitable rhinestone style for a long time, and he couldn't answer such a difficult question at all.

"different……"

But Rong Mian couldn't tell the difference for a while, so he looked up at Zhong Yi blankly, and said, "You, you said that you like my tail very much, but I don't know..."

Zhong Yi sighed incredulously.

"The first kind of liking is what the guests like about small animals."

Zhong Yi said patiently, "For these customers, if they are replaced by a small animal in any cat cafe, as long as they are fluffy enough, cute enough and obedient enough, they can give countless rewards similar to this." Like and kiss."

"But the reason why I kissed you before was not because I was your guest, nor was it because you have such a beautiful tail."

Zhong Yi took a deep breath, "It's because in my eyes, you are also an independent person, you have your own character and soul, and these are precisely the reasons why I like you."

Having reached this point, Zhong Yi felt a lot more relaxed, and finally, he no longer shy away from speaking out those feelings hidden deep in his heart.

"So even if a cat with nine beautiful tails stands in front of me now, I won't have the same feeling about it."

Zhong Yi said, "It's impossible for me to fry this plate of quick-frozen sausages for him as soon as I got off the plane and got home, risking oily spots on my shirt."

Rong Mian stared at him blankly, while Zhong Yi just looked at him and smiled easily.

He asked Rong Mian again: "Then do you know what else can mean when a human kisses another human?"

"—meaning that my liking for you is not the kind of playfulness between kittens and puppies and humans, but the kind of liking that I really want to have sex with you."

Zhong Yi looked into Rong Mian's eyes and asked him, "Can you understand?"