The person who is secretly in love turns into a cat and touches porcelain

The living room is brightly lit, and there is no one there. I usually like to lie on the sofa, and the cat holding the salted fish is nowhere to be seen. I can faintly hear the sound coming from the kitchen.

Cen Libai took the dish from Xu Yuan, held down one end, and cut quickly on the chopping board. His knife skill was as good as that of outside chefs.Amidst the sound of chopping vegetables, Cen Libai asked Xu Yuan who was washing the vegetables, "Do you still eat cat food?"

Xu Yuan turned his head and asked doubtfully, "Aren't we preparing dinner?"

Cen Libo freed up a hand to help him straighten his messy short hair, and said with a smile: "When you were eating cat food, was I hungry? I still eat normally."

"Don't sleep too long at noon, you won't be confused anymore, stupid Yuanyuan."

Xu Yuan was so angry that he puffed up his cheeks, like an inflated fat puffer fish: "Aren't you the same!" He slept with him until dusk, and it was dark after shopping.

Cen Libai joked: "If you don't sleep, if you become someone else's kitten in your dream, I will suffer."

"If you want me to be your cat, it's my salary." Xu Yuan stretched out his hand to Cen Libai, hooked his palm up twice, and asked him to bring it.

Cen Libai clapped his palms, and he clapped his hands smoothly: "I'll make you a double meal tonight."

"Yes!" Xu Yuan moved a high chair and sat beside Cen Libai, "I want to watch you cook cat food."

Ever since the cat's fur fell into the pot, Cen Libo banned him from entering the kitchen for a long time, and he was not allowed to enter the kitchen as an adult. It was simply abhorrent that he had no chance to see the process of making cat food.

Cen Libai pinched his face, it was soft and fleshier than before, it made people want to pinch him a second time, but Cen Libai stopped his hand regretfully, and it would turn red when pinched again.

"You're talking bad about me again, aren't you?"

"I won't be fooled, you must be cheating on me." Xu Yuan refused to admit it, and there was still a bit of trepidation in his tone.

Cen Libai smiled and pressed the top of his head: "Yes, you are the smartest." The smartest Yuanyuan, his choice must be the best.

If the commotion continued, dinner would turn into supper, Cen Libai lowered his head to process the ingredients, just make some cat rice, and let Xu Yuan have a taste.

The amount needed is small, and it is easy to prepare. When Xu Yuan is sitting and messing with other things, he is ready to put the plate.

Xu Yuan looked at the things in his hand, then at the plate in front of Cen Libai, and muttered, "It's so little." He had to have another stack to fill his stomach.

Cen Libai didn't believe Xu Yuan's words, so he didn't say who was the one who was suffering from eating too much at night, so as to save face for Xiaozhu.

Cen Libai put the made meatballs into the steamer, looked up, Xu Yuan was holding a shovel, humming a song and stir frying, with "I'm very happy" written all over his body.

At first, I thought the kitchen was too big to be used by one person, but now it seems just right, with a little chubby cat, every corner will be filled to its brim.

"Look at me, cat rice is ready?" Xu Yuan stopped stirring.

"It's steaming."

Xu Yuan beckoned Cen Libai to come over to order, blew on a piece of shredded pork, and brought it to his mouth with his hand pocket underneath.

"Try it."

Seeing that his tail was raised, Cen Libo couldn't help but bend his eyes.

Xu Yuan didn't know what kind of image he would have in Cen Libai's mind, he was like Xu Yuan who had a pump in his heart, very swollen, pressing the corners of his upturned mouth, pretending to be modest and asking: "How does it taste?" , do you want to add some salt?"

Cen Libai took his expression into his eyes and knocked on the table: "Add sugar."

Xu Yuan's pupils dilated when he heard it: "Who's stir-fried pork with green peppers puts sugar!"

Cen Libai thought to himself, if he turned into a cat, he would see Xu Yuan's fur exploded, and it must feel very fluffy, like a big exploded dandelion.

Seeing the smile on Cen Libai's face, Xu Yuan's ears turned red, so he stopped and hummed softly: "You're playing tricks on me again."

Cen Libai pinched his red earlobe, the soft flesh was like a peach-flavored gummy.

"Ah, stop pinching! The pot is going to burn!" Xu Yuan slapped his troubled hands away, and hurriedly turned off the fire.

Cen Libai handed the plate to him: "I don't smell any paste."

"If it gets mushy, I'll feed you all, the culprit."

"Okay, I'll eat whatever you feed Yuanyuan."

Xu Yuan lost his temper, and he muttered while putting on the plate: "I haven't seen you so thick-skinned before."

Afraid of scaring people, Cen Libai didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

It didn't take long for the meatball to steam, Cen Libai brought it out and put it on the table: "Shall we eat it now, or put it on the dining table later?"

Xu Yuan has stopped eating cat food in front of him recently, saying that he doesn’t eat well, looks ugly, and cares about his image. He’s not at all like the cat who used to sleep on his back and didn’t care about showing his belly. According to him...he has the burden of an idol. .

Cen Libo couldn't help laughing every time he recalled his appearance when he said this sentence. He had seen everything he should see and what he shouldn't have seen. He didn't need it, but Xu Yuan was very persistent. If he said no, he couldn't. The original eating video.

After Xu Yuan washed his hands, he jumped over and stuck his wet hand on Cen Libai's neck. When he was about to fight back, he hid to the side and said, "I want to try!"

Getting more and more mischievous, Cen Libai flicked his forehead, and water droplets splashed on his black hair, like wearing a small pearl.

"What does it taste like? Cats and humans seem to taste it differently." Xu Yuan opened his mouth and asked Cen Libai to feed him.

Cen Libo guessed that he was not used to the taste, so he only took a small spoonful.

The first time he made cat food, he tried a mouthful. The taste was so indescribable that he wanted to pour it down and open a can for the cat, but he didn't expect the little boy to eat it very delicious.

Xu Yuan took a sip, wrinkled his face, and couldn't hide his distasteful expression: "Bah, it's so bad!"

Cen Libai opened a bottle of juice and handed it to him, rinsing his mouth.

Xu Yuan recalled the taste, and added in disbelief: "It's fishy and bland, I actually like this taste."

"Do you still want to eat in the future?"

Xu Yuan shook his head and nodded again, turned into a cat and jumped onto the table, opened his mouth and waited for Cen Libai to feed him.

Cen Libo stroked the glossy cat fur and fed it into the cat's mouth one by one. After a while, Xu Yuan became impatient and pushed the spoon away to eat by himself, as if he said it was too ugly before, so he would never eat it in front of him. People with cat food are not like him.

The kitten enjoyed its delicacies, and Cen Libai finished frying the rest of the dishes. Two people can eat, and there is no need to cook a lot, not to mention that some guys have already filled their stomachs in advance, three dishes and one soup are enough.

Under the warm yellow light, the room smells of fireworks, quiet and warm.

**

Cen Libai cleaned up the kitchen and came out to see Xu Yuan spread out on the sofa, motionless.

He walked over and asked, "Are you full?"

Xu Yuan put Cen Libai's hand into his clothes and touched it for him. The cold hand made Xu Yuan tremble. He quickly took it out and put it in his pocket to cover it, and complained affectionately: "You froze me to death."

"Hands that have just been washed." Cen Libo grasped Xu Yuan's hand through the clothes, his slender fingers were interlayered with the padded clothes, making him look chubby and soft.

Xu Yuan took out a hand and stroked Cen Libai's head, just like he usually does when he touches himself, he seems to understand why Cen Libai likes to stroke his head, the person being touched is very good, just like a dog~

It was so similar to petting a dog, Xu Yuan only dared to mutter in his heart that Cen Libai was going to flick him on the head again.

If you play too much, you will become stupid. Why doesn't Cen Libo believe it... Maybe he is usually too smart to see it.

Xu Yuan's scrutinizing eyes were too obvious, it was hard for Cen Libo not to suspect that he was thinking bad things, and pinched his fingers: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking—" Xu Yuan blinked his eyes, raised his head and tapped Cen Libai's forehead: "I'm thinking about you."

Cen Libai was so sweet by him that he bent over him and changed his position to deepen the kiss.

The slightly astringent citrus flavor in the acidity dilutes the sweetness of the lychee, and the just right taste gradually brews in this kiss, turning into a glass of intoxicating fruit wine.

When Cen Libai got up, he saw Xu Yuan's eyes were stained with powder, like a peach petal, and the most beautiful spring in the severe winter was captured in it.

Xu Yuan couldn't get up, turned over, put his head on Cen Libai's thigh, and shook his phone: "Do you want to see my photo album~"

The slightly hoarse voice was like a feather scratching and scratching on the heart, itching, Cen Libai nodded: "Would you lie down a bit more?"

Xu Yuan twisted up and arched Cen Libai's neck: "Buy a big sofa, it's so small, I might fall."

"Okay, I'll hold you tight." Cen Libai liked the feeling of the two of them decorating the room together, it felt like home, this was his and Xu Yuan's home, and it wouldn't be empty anymore.

"This, my graduation photo!"

Cen Libai saw at a glance Xu Yuan, who had the brightest smile in the crowd, showing a sharp little canine tooth.

"If I get to know you a few months earlier, I'll take pictures for you."

Xu Yuan squeezed Cen Libai's abdominal muscles, and said confidently: "It's you who didn't take the initiative."

"En." Cen Libai's brows and eyes were soft, and there was some regret hidden in his eyes. It was a pity that he missed many memories worth cherishing.

Seeing Cen Libai shrugging his head like a dejected dog, Xu Yuan quickly said, "I can give you a chance to make up for it!"

"Put on our academic gown and take another photo." Next year

"Alright, let Lu Mingqi take a picture for us."

"You haven't met my friend yet, see if you have time on the weekend, and make an appointment for dinner." Xu Yuan muttered, calling out the calendar to record the itinerary.

Cen Libai felt that he took a mouthful of very sweet candy, so that when he heard Xu Yuan's words, his mouth was full of sweetness, so sweet that his heart was pounding, he heard himself reply: "Okay."

"Wait until next year, gather a dozen or twenty people, and take pictures with the graduates, so it won't be embarrassing."

This made all the arrangements for the middle of next year, Cen Libo laughed, and felt a little unspeakable feeling in his heart, like a wandering person who suddenly had roots and was no longer like duckweed.

Flicking over a picture, Cen Libai thought about it and said, "Your schedule is similar to ours."

Xu Yuan turned back to watch, blushed, and preemptively said: "You are so stupid, this is your class schedule."

"How do you have it?"

"Oh." Xu Yuan muttered in a low voice, and said coyly: "That's right, I'm just taking lessons, why ask so many questions!"

When they didn't know each other, the number of times they met was quite a lot when I thought about it carefully. There are so many coincidences in the world, Cen Libai curled his lips: "I have yours too."

"It's a tie, don't mention it again!" The pink color spread from the tips of his ears to his entire face, revealing his shame.

The one you love is like a budding flower in front of your eyes, gradually showing its most beautiful side, Cen Libo can't move his eyes, he is in a good mood, he will do whatever he says.

"Ah."

After more than half of the turn, Xu Yuan stopped suddenly and asked, "Did you..."

He was talking about photos just now, when the topic suddenly changed, Cen Libo looked at him suspiciously.

Xu Yuan, who became a tomato, still asked: "When you handed me the answer, did you become interested in me?"

Cen Libai smiled: "Otherwise, why give you the answer, I am very warm-hearted?"

"Just, the notebook I brought, I wrote your name on it..." Xu Yuan picked at Cen Libai's finger and revealed a little secret.

"I wonder if you could see what I mean."

There was a buzzing sound next to Cen Libo's ears, his eyes were full of remorse, he only looked at Xu Yuan from the corner of his eye, watching him make small moves, how could he dare to peek at the content.

Xu Yuan comforted him, and comforted himself: "It's all over, there are still many four years."

"Yeah." Still regretting... Cen Libai pursed his lips.

Xu Yuan spat in his face: "Smile, I'll continue."

Cen Libo's ears turned red, and he hummed lightly.

"There are not many photos on the phone. I have uploaded them to the computer and saved them. I will show them to you next time."

Xu Yuan closed the album, and Cen Libo sharply saw a hand-painted kitten in the thumbnail, and pointed: "What is this?"

Xu Yuan covered it up, not showing it to Cen Libai: "If you see it, you won't be surprised!"

"I've seen it." You said it too late.

Xu Yuan glared at him, then clicked on the picture to show Cen Libai, he pointed to the big tree and the kitten: "This is you, this is me."

"You shade me from the sun."

Cen Libo said: "Then you give it to me?"

"I'll give you a hug!" Xu Yuan hugged Cen Libai, he wanted to use his chubby body to protect him from the wind and rain when Cen Libai was still a seedling, but unfortunately missed it.The tall cypress is no longer afraid of the wind and rain, and the useless little cat can only give him a warm hug.

Cen Libai rolled his eyes and hugged back tightly: "Not only that, trees need sunlight to grow."

"Its slightly lowered canopy is approaching its sun."?