There is a cat in Beicheng

The space inside the car, which is not spacious at all, seems to have become narrower because of this sentence, and the temperature has gradually risen.

Lu Beicheng reached out and lowered the air conditioner by two degrees, turned his head and looked straight ahead, looked at the trees and small shops running back along the road, thought for a while, and said, "You will know later."

His cat is still young and has a long life ahead, so he has plenty of time to slowly help him define what a boyfriend is.

As soon as he got home, Tong Nan ran to the sofa with small, contented steps, ready to lick his fur.

Sticking out her soft little tongue, she raised her hand and gestured.It's a big job to lick fur after transforming.

So the clean-loving Tong Xiaomao stretched out her white and slender hand to stop Lu Beicheng who was passing by, and arrogantly invited him to come and lick it together: "I'm too dirty."

"I'll put hot water for you to take a bath." Lu Beicheng missed Xiangyan's hint.

"Bath?" Tong Nan followed Lu Beicheng's footprints.

"Well, the pajamas are here for you. Rinse the water first, this is shower gel, lather up on your body, and then wash it off with water." After Lu Beicheng explained, he took it to the door and left.

Passing by the living room and seeing the seat where Tong Nan had just sat, Lu Beicheng suddenly felt that it was too lonely watching TV on the sofa by himself, so he went straight into his studio.

Sitting in front of the easel, he picked up the paintbrush and wrote freely without much thought. When he stopped painting, he found that he was drawing a cat, which looked exactly like his kitten.

He put down his pen and flipped through his practice work, only to realize that he had already drawn so many kittens, abstract, figurative, eating, sleeping... It was as if he had returned to the beginners, facing the same geometry , practicing painting skills tirelessly.

He never named the kitten, but every one of his brushes already knows its strokes.

Lu Beicheng thought, when did he start to feel different in his heart.Is it because he thought Tong Nan's awkward temper from time to time was very cute?Or did it start from the second when you saw Tong Nanhua's shape-shifter?Or, it was already doomed from that bloody first meeting in the park.

An hour had passed by the time he came back from his thoughts.

The quiet air was quietly tugging at his uneasiness.Why is Tong Nan still silent?

Lu Beicheng got up and walked towards the toilet, knocked on the door: "Nan Nan? Have you finished washing?"

"Lu Beicheng, it's so dangerous..." Tong Nan's voice was muffled.

Lu Beicheng pushed the door anxiously and went in, "What's wrong?"

"It's dangerous to take a bath alone..." Tong Nan squatted in the corner wrapped in a bath towel, as if he had been wronged by the world, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, and his face was flushed red from the steam.The wet bangs were dripping with water, sliding down the fair neck.

"Will you wash it for me?" Lu Beicheng obviously helped him wash himself when he was still a kitten.

Quietness once again filled the small bathroom, and the sweltering steam made Lu Beicheng's head dizzy.

He looked at Tong Nan with red eye circles, and the emotions in his heart overflowed, making his voice a little low: "Okay."

Walking over, he took Tong Nan who was trembling slightly, and gently stroked the blond hair on the top of his head, and comforted him softly: "It's okay."

Lu Beicheng turned on the shower head and carefully adjusted to warm water: "Come here."

Cats are afraid of water, even if they are transformed, they can't change the fear left in their genes.

Hearing the sudden sound of rushing water, Tong Nan threw herself into Lu Beicheng's arms subconsciously, the bath towel fell to the ground, her arms were tightly around his waist, and her head was buried in the socket of her neck.It was like when Lu Beicheng bathed the kitten, the little cat lay in the deepest part of his embrace like a boneless one.

Stick too close.The heat of the breath was intertwined and it was extraordinarily hot, and the heaving and rising of the chest was extraordinarily clear.The sound of splashing water seemed to drown out all sounds except the rhythmic pounding of the heart beating wildly.

At this moment, Lu Beicheng may be able to guarantee the thoughts of his own brain, but the honest reaction of other parts may not be under control.

Tong Nan felt that there was a hard object under her body that made her uncomfortable.

"Cough." Lu Beicheng's voice was so unbearably hoarse, he held Tong Nan's shoulders with both hands and pulled away from his body, "Let's go into the bathtub."

As if fleeing, Lu Beicheng turned his back to check the temperature of the water, put the water back in, and comforted Tong Nan while leading him into the bathtub.

Under Lu Beicheng's constant reassurance, Tong Nan gradually got used to the still water in the bathtub.

"Wash the front yourself." Lu Beicheng turned Tong Nan's back to him, picked up a bath sponge soaked in water, and slid it down from the back of Tong Nan's fat-skinned neck, along the straight spine, to the lovely sides. From his waist to his round buttocks, he moistened his body all the way.

Tong Nan's fair-skinned body turned pink under the ambiguous stimulation of the water vapor, which made Lu Beicheng's precarious self-control almost collapse. Lu Beicheng's eyes became more serious, and his fingertips felt numb.

Before the oxygen in the bathroom was completely expelled by the bursting hormones, Lu Beicheng got out and handed Tong Nan the shower gel, stopped his hands, and found the time to turn around and take a deep breath.

When he turned around again, Tong Nan's body was already covered with lovely white bubbles, and he smiled innocently. The scent of the shower gel mixed with Tong Nan's body fragrance, rippling the charm of challenging Lu Beicheng's limits.

He missed the sponge in his hand and dropped it on his hand with a clatter.

Leaving only one sentence, "You wash slowly by yourself.", then stiffened and twisted the doorknob to go out.

Not long after the sink outside, there was a sound of water.

The author has something to say:

Lu Beicheng: Wash your face and calm down.