After the live broadcast, I became a group pet cat

Zhuoning suddenly felt that he had done a bad thing, he should bet with Ye Li later.

He looked at the absent-minded Ye Li helplessly, and a group of pigeons flew by in his mind.

The little guy is completely on his mind? Not eating, why not? He has a cold face, this kid is afraid that he can handle a meal with just two bites.

It looks like a young man with severe Internet addiction who is about to be forcibly sent to a rehabilitation center.

The little guy didn't dare to stare out the window all the time, like? A cautious little hamster sneaked a look for a while, and the empty, moist eyes outside the window showed deep loss.

Zhuo Ning sighed helplessly and reached out to take the lunch box from Ye Li's hand. He filled some rice with a small spoon, and took some vegetables with chopsticks and spread them on the spoon.

It was the first time for him to take care of someone so seriously, even he himself didn't enjoy a meal so carefully.

For him, eating can be as fast as possible, as long as he is full.

No matter it is carefully selected and nutritionally balanced.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly and smiled lightly.

Still? This little guy is worth it.

Ye Li's mouth was wide open, and he ate all the food in the spoon in one mouthful. Two small buns bulged out of his white and soft cheeks. As he chewed, the little buns flickered, which was really interesting.

Makes one want to poke, pinch...

Is Zhuoning? Thinking so, also? Doing so, he put down the spoon in his hand, and lightly touched the little guy's cheek with his hand.

Ye Liba smacked his mouth and swallowed the food in his mouth.

You? Don't tell me, these people's food is really good.The rice and vegetables are perfectly matched together, with a layer of crisp vegetables on the sweet and soft rice.

He was thinking in a daze, and felt that something was close to his face? Come on, he subconsciously opened it? His mouth took it in.

Isn't that? Familiar food, he quickly realized.The thing in the mouth is warm, slender, and thin muscles are attached to it, but it is extremely powerful.

This is? Finger.

This is? Zhuo Ning's finger.

Ye Li was stunned there, not knowing what to do for a while. Well, he could feel the familiar gentle eyes staring at him, so serious, serious and affectionate.

He was taken aback by his sudden thought. What's even more strange is that this thought didn't make him feel scared, but a sweet emotion rose from the bottom of his heart.

Just think about it, like a little fish happily trying to spit bubbles.

He instinctively wanted to lick the tip of his lips, and the soft and moist tip of his tongue brushed against Zhuo Ning's fingers.

Zhuo Ning gently hooked his fingertips, his strong fingers collided with the soft tip of his tongue, as if he was playing...

Ye Li's cheeks instantly turned red like the evening glow.

Gan!

He's just? A kid who doesn't know anything.

If there is anything to be shy about, you should spit it out straight away.

You should pretend to be stupid with your big innocent eyes open.

Ye Li wanted to cry but had no tears, so she spat out the fingers in her mouth carefully.

Zhuoning was a little embarrassed at first, but soon this embarrassment turned into a little smile in his eyes.

The little guy's ears were dyed red little by little, getting deeper and deeper. Zhuo Ning changed his posture and held his forehead with his hands, looking at the person in front of him maliciously.

Ye Li's head is getting lower and lower, like a poor and helpless little ostrich, its eyes are pawing at the ground little by little, trying to find a huge gap to bury itself.

Finally, when Ye Li's head was about to touch the sternum, Zhuo Ning cast a deep look, hiding the smile on the corner of his mouth, and rarely kindly let go of the embarrassed child, pretending that nothing happened, and put the rice in the spoon It reaches the corner of Ye Li's mouth.

Ye Li's divergent eyes finally came together, he looked at the food in front of him very seriously, and after a few confirmations, he finally looked like a timid little hamster, eating the contents of the spoon into his mouth bit by bit .

He carefully raised his eyes to look at Zhuoning, trying to catch a little bit of expression from that delicate and steady face.

But? He failed, and Zhuo Ning, as usual, had no abnormality on his face.

Oh right.

He's just? A kid!

Generally normal talents? Not many? Think about it.

The wilting grass seemed to be nourished by the clear spring, shaking its head and shaking its body, and regained its vitality.

Although he? comforted himself like this, but? he was still a little suspicious in his heart. He stood there obediently, and Zhuo Ning fed him, so he ate.

The round eyes looked here and there, but they kept avoiding Zhuo Ning's sight, not daring to look up.

His eyes were inexplicably focused on Ye Li's slender hands, how could there be such a beautiful hand, with well-defined joints, white and straight.

The same? This finger is contained in the mouth by itself...

The temperature that had finally dissipated struck again, and from nowhere came a wave of dryness and heat that gradually spread to the whole body. Without looking at him, he could imagine how red his cheeks were, so red that it could reveal all his emotions. .

He seems to like Zhuo Ning.

I want to stick to him all the time,

Want to see him smile at himself?

Want to occupy all his tenderness.

what should I do,

He really likes Zhuo Ning.

What about Zhuoning...

Ye Li subconsciously avoided this question.

A strong sense of fullness came from his stomach. He was? full but? still? wanted to continue eating, just? coveted every minute and every second with that person.

"Are you full?"

"Ah."

Ye Li showed a sweet smile, like a rainbow bursting out of the clouds and rain, and gently patted his round belly with his fleshy little hands, proving that he was full and full.

He stretched out his arms to hold Zhuo Ning's legs, and with all his strength, he climbed onto Zhuo Ning's body, his legs dangling like lotus roots.

"What do you want?"

Zhuoning was funny? He also helplessly looked at the dishonest little guy.

"That lunch box, I want to feed you too?"

Ye Li stretched his arms vigorously, but due to innate factors, his hands were always a little bit away from the lunch box in front of him.

Well, he admits, far from it actually.

He pinched the corner of Zhuoning's clothes and looked at Zhuoning eagerly.

Zhuo Ning lowered his head and looked at his pair of clear and clean eyes. The long eyelashes moved slightly like a charming little crescent moon, which was alluring.

He stretched out his hand to hold Ye Li in his arms, his chin just touched the top of the fluffy hair, itching.

Ye Li took the lunch box from Zhuo Ning's hand, followed his example, scooped out a small spoonful of rice, then spread a layer of vegetables on it, and handed it carefully to Zhuo Ning's mouth.

Feeding Zhuo Ning was a sweet torture by comparison.

He stretched the spoon over his head, and naturally met Zhuo Ning's eyes. The deep and gentle eyes made his heart jump for joy.

happy and nervous...

What if Zhuoning guessed it?

Will he still be so kind to himself?

Ye Li lowered her head, looked at the lunch box in her hand, her slender eyelashes drooped down to cover his eyes, and also covered his fleeting sadness.

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The thin monkey moved back to the house bit by bit with heavy steps.

"You? Look at these two little things, sticky, you? Feed me, I'll feed you? It's so funny."

"Okay, don't look at it, and see what they mean. Fighting the Landlord is missing three, come here quickly."

"Come on, let me deal with you? You little bastards."

"Bah, you? You can talk big."

The thin monkey walked in slowly, like a shadow, generally unnoticed.Hearing the noise in the room, a trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

It's always like this, the excitement is theirs, and they have only loneliness, a deathly and hopeless loneliness.

I'm already used to it, but why do I still feel angry this time?

Thinking of the young man's understatement, the thin monkey shook his head bitterly. How could he still be so excited by a child's few words when he grows up?

He forcibly put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and walked slowly to the kitchen.

He tried his best to keep his pace as slow as possible, but he still inadvertently pulled the wound, and a fine layer of cold sweat oozed from the corner of his forehead.

Those who execute the sentence don't care about your feelings, they are eager to see you with a painful and hideous expression, not to mention that his character is not likable, and no one will say a word of justice when he dies.

It's ironic when you think about it.

But? He still needs to take good care of his body. He doesn't want to die, even if he lives in such a humble way and is bullied by others, he doesn't want to die either.

The thin monkey was struggling in his heart, and there was a bit of desire to survive in his dim eyes.He walked forward and reached out to open the lid of the pot?.

The inside of the pot was a mess, and the dirty bowls that had been eaten were scattered in the pot.

They have nothing left for themselves at all.

The thin monkey's eyes flashed? A hint of sarcasm, but still in disbelief? Every corner of the pot.

Finally, under a bowl, he found a small piece of steamed bun, which was covered with disgusting butter, and there were traces of someone biting it.

He tremblingly lifted up the small piece of steamed bun, his trembling hands could hardly bear the weight of a piece of steamed bun.

A strong anger came from the bottom of my heart, which was hard to suppress.

how could they,

how dare you

So don't think of yourself as a person.

The thin monkey tightly held the soft steamed bun, his eyes were scarlet, as if he was not squeezing the steamed bun, but the head of his enemy.

He threw the steamed buns on the ground forcefully, dragged his injured leg and pushed open the kitchen door.

The wooden door hit the wall heavily, making a loud "bang".

Those who were still fighting the landlord raised their heads and looked at the thin monkey suspiciously.

"Skinny monkey, you? What's the matter?"

The men in front of him were getting stronger and stronger one by one, with terrifying muscles and terrifying eyes.

The flame in the thin monkey's eyes died out before it could heat up. He lowered his voice and said submissively: "It's nothing. What's the dirty bowl in the pot? You need to wash it."

"Isn't this? Nonsense, can this bowl be used without washing it?"

"Oh, I see."

The thin monkey hurried into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door tightly, the thin wooden door couldn't cover the voices of discussions behind it.

"This guy has no bones at all, and it's annoying to watch him."

"He's submissive, like someone is bullying him every day."

"Who said it wasn't?"

The thin monkey tightly covered his ears, trying to block out the sound from the outside, but? All of this? A sudden, undisguised voice went straight into his ears and hurt his heart.

Tears blurred his vision, and the thin monkey stared blankly at the dusty steamed bun in front of him, stretched out his hand to pick it up, and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully, crying while stuffing it.

He suddenly wanted to escape from here.

Escape from this bullied, spineless life.