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After returning home, Qi Huai turned on the light in the living room, and the originally dark room suddenly lit up.

Ling Jun narrowed his eyes, turned over in a daze holding the book in the cage, and smacked his mouth a few times.

Qi Huai looked down, and as expected, a certain pigeon had fallen asleep heartlessly.

Ling Jun was lying in the cage with his head upturned, with his feet facing the sky, his light brown claws stretched straight up, standing upright in the air, a few wisps of fine white fluff were exposed on his belly covered by the book, and there were some inconspicuous gray marks on it.

Really heartless.

Qi Huai began to worry deeply, he must not let the other party leave him, otherwise it would be a problem for such a stupid pigeon to survive.

He pressed his temples, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, changed his shoes, walked to the sofa, and put the cage on the coffee table.

Because he was going to rest at home for the whole day, Qi Huai didn't ask his aunt to come again. He picked up his phone and flipped through it a few times, and found a private restaurant that still suits his taste, and lost a meal.

After finishing the work, Qi Huai suddenly became bored again.

According to the usual situation, he usually handles the company's affairs.

Work and work are always endless, and he doesn't think there is any problem.

but now......

Qi Huai looked at Ling Jun who was sleeping there in the dark, and the evil taste in his heart was once again out of control.

Gee.

He admits that teasing each other, whether it's a human or a pigeon, is a lot of fun.

Every time he sees the other party blowing his hair, Qi Huai will always feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart, which is a feeling that no matter how many valuable contracts he signs, he will not be able to reap it.

He is mine and he will not leave me.

I don't know why, but Qi Huai is deeply convinced of this in his heart.

The moment the other party comes into his hands, he is already his property.

At this moment, Qi Huai's eyes were dark, and there was an ink color that was so thick that it couldn't be melted. The other party was right in front of him, so easy to get.

He smiled and held out his hand.

The hands are all silky to the touch, as smooth and soft as the finest satin, and under the illumination of the light, it reflects a mesmerizing light and shadow.

Qi Huai was fascinated for a moment, he moved lightly, the movements of his fingertips were gentle and slow, as if he was touching some rare treasure, carefully.

He hooked his fingers, and unexpectedly caught a few strands of feathers.

The subordinate's sense of reality is too strong, and Qi Huai's heart is extremely satisfied.

His possessiveness reached its peak at this moment, his body even trembled slightly due to excitement, and his pupils shrank uncontrollably.

At this moment, Qi Huai is like a child who has harvested a favorite toy, expressing his joy on the paper.

But facing his own treasure, he was more at a loss. He could only stand not far away, not daring to get close, let alone stay away. Even a light touch would cause a big smile to bloom on his face.

But when you are sure that the treasure really belongs to you and will not leave no matter what, then what you are facing is the most straightforward and sincere emotional outburst.

It's like a volcano that is constantly accumulating strength, but its face is forever dead.

The moment the volcano erupts, nothing can stop it.

Qi Huai quickly restrained the expression on his face, and returned to that expressionless look.

Happiness is real, and sadness is also real. The feelings buried in the bottom of my heart that have not been expressed will be exposed to the sun openly one day.

Qi Huai tapped lightly with his fingertips again.

Well, who!

Ling Jun turned over, and Ling Kong moved his claws, as if trying to grab something.

Unexpectedly, the other party poked again as if he would not give up until he reached his goal.

Ling Jun opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of burning flames.

What are you doing? !

What's wrong with this?

Because of the awkward posture, Ling Jun pushed the book in his arms domineeringly, turned over and froze.

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

He walked around the cage twice, feeling a little inconvenient and limiting his performance. After a little thought, he opened the cage door and walked out by himself.

I don't know what the use of this broken cage is, Ling Jun thought silently in his heart as he walked.

Then, he paced back and forth on the coffee table, talking earnestly as he walked, like a grandfather.

"We can't do this, do you know it's immoral? You see, I didn't offend you by sleeping here, right? Then what do you...how do you..."

While Ling Jun was talking, his voice gradually became quieter.

Without him, a certain person spread his hand in front of him, the originally white fingers, but the fingertips were stained with dust that could not be ignored.

Ling Jun: "..."

He looked up, feeling a little ashamed.

But soon, Ling Jun reacted.

No, someone owed it first, and I didn't cause any trouble.

He looked at Qi Huai, his eyes full of things, "Don't frame me".

As if he knew what the other party was thinking, Qi Huai moved forward to send it off again.

Because of the change in movement, the sleeves were pulled up a little, and the black cloth slid up, exposing Qi Huai's thin wrists.

Qi Huai's wrist is very thin, as if it could be broken with a little force. His complexion is fair, his skin is delicate, and his body hair is also very sparse. There are distinct light blue veins on his wrist.

Somewhat ruiningly, however, is the presence of a large and conspicuous smudge on the wrist.

It's over, and I feel even more guilty.

Ling Jun shrank his neck, almost shrunk his head into his wings.

"Heh." Qi Huai let out a cold snort of unknown meaning.

Ling Jun also shook his body.

After a while, Qi Huai got up and walked out. Ling Jun was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard someone's footsteps coming back.

Ling Jun quietly raised his head and took a peek at Qi Huai.

"Get yourself clean."

Qi Huai pointed to the basin on the ground and said to Ling Jun.

After finishing speaking, regardless of the other party's reaction, he walked back to the bedroom.

Seeing Qi Huai's leaving back, Ling Jun was moved for a moment.

He remembered that when he first came here, because both of them were novices, it was their first time to be a pigeon and it was also their first time to raise a pigeon. They had little experience and had many accidents.

A picture appeared in Ling Jun's mind. It was when someone had a cleanliness obsession and looked at himself with an innocent face, irritable and depressed.

At that time, he really thought that he was going to die on the spot. Today he was dancing on the tiger's head, and tomorrow he would be a bowl of delicious pigeon soup.

But although it is said that if you don't die, you won't die, but happy to die!

After the memory was over, Ling Jun jumped off the table, took a few steps and jumped into the basin, and began to take care of himself carefully.

Is this love?After experiencing either cold or hot bath water, Ling Jun was moved to the point of tears when he met such moderate water for the first time.

Pigeons are not easy! ! !

It is a miracle that I can survive under the hands of a certain big devil.

but......

Ling Jun paused for a moment, although he kept yelling at the big devil, big devil, but if the other party really did something to him, he really didn't.

Every time, although he is aggressive, as if he will turn black for you in the next second, but in fact, as long as there is a warm hug, he will quickly become Xiao Tiantian.

Thinking of this, Ling Jun's eyes showed a little tenderness.

"What are you doing standing still?"

When Qi Huai came out, what he saw was Ling Jun's attitude.