your little tail

"You said everything, it's just a minor injury, it will be fine in two days." Ji Ling's voice still had a small nasal sound.

Mo Jingyu couldn't help it, turned his head, and touched Ji Ling's face with his lips.

Ji Ling suddenly hiccupped again, broke away from Mo Jingyu, and said intermittently: "You don't...don't...kiss me casually!"

"Did I kiss you?" Mo Jingyu's voice was full of surprise, "I just accidentally touched it."

"You think..." Ji Ling was still gasping for breath, "You think I'm easy to deceive?"

Mo Jingyu curved her lips, "Then tell me, why should I kiss you?"

Ji Ling glanced at Mo Jingyu angrily, then held her breath and ignored her.

Not long after, the doorbell rang again.This time, it's time for the takeaway to be delivered.

Ji Ling was quite far away from Mo Jingyu. She didn't speak, and Mo Jingyu didn't take the initiative to talk to her. She took apart the takeaway, opened the lid with one hand, and used a fork with her unskilled left hand.Inexplicably a little bit of a sense of tragedy.

Ji Ling couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she sat down with a frown, picked up the recyclable paper lunch box on the table, took the fork from Mo Jingyu's hand, and fed her bite by bite.

After a while of silence, Ji Ling couldn't help asking, "How did your hand hurt?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Mo Jingyu's eyes, and he suppressed it immediately, and replied, "I accidentally fell."

Ji Ling looked at Mo Jingyu with a sullen face for a long while, then lowered his eyes and said, "Be careful next time."

"Then can I go and pack my things?"

"Packing what?"

Mo Jingyu got up. "Of course it's something to borrow from your house."

Ji Ling looked up. "I didn't agree!"

Mo Jingyu walked straight to the bedroom, and ordered while walking: "My hands are not convenient, please help me pretend."

In the end, Ji Ling was directed to fill a suitcase.

???

Ji Ling always felt that something was wrong, very wrong.

Because Mo Jingyu couldn't drive the car, Ji Ling called Sun Ze to pick them up.

Ji Ling didn't deliberately hide everything about herself, but she didn't give any unnecessary explanations either.

In the car, both of them looked out the window, wondering what they were thinking.

It wasn't until the car stopped downstairs that Sun Ze opened the door for the two of them that Ji Ling grabbed Mo Jingyu by the corner of her clothes and led her upstairs.

Mo Jingyu wanted to catch Ji Ling's hand, but the other party avoided him.

after an hour.

Mo Jingyu's things were placed in every corner of the house through Ji Ling's hands.

The originally lonely residence has the breath of life of two people.

Mo Jingyu touched Ji Ling's head, and praised: "Our little tiger is really nice."

Ji Ling avoided Mo Jingyu's sight, walked around her, and went to pour himself a glass of water.

From behind, Mo Jingyu blew maliciously, "I think you've been acting weird lately."

Ji Ling sipped the ice water in the glass, looking unconscious.

"You can't be..." Mo Jingyu dragged the end of the voice, and didn't say the second half of the sentence for a long time.

"I haven't." Ji Ling put down the glass, "Don't think about anything strange."

Mo Jingyu: "Do you know what strange things I'm thinking?"

"There is a bathroom outside. I don't think your injury is serious. You don't need me to help you take a bath."

After explaining, Ji Ling bypassed Mo Jingyu again and walked into the bathroom.

Water vapor.

Under the pattering shower, a girl with long hair like a waterfall had flushed cheeks and water droplets on her eyelashes, like a pink and white rose soaked in morning dew.

Seductive and thorny.

When Ji Ling came out of the bathroom, he saw Mo Jingyu sitting on the sofa and looking at his phone.

She walked over, took the mobile phone from Mo Jingyu's hand, and put it on the table.Put on the posture of a serious parent. "Why haven't you taken a shower yet? It's time to go to bed."

Mo Jingyu shook his bandaged right hand. "My hand is still hurt, it's inconvenient."

Ji Ling turned his face away, and said uncomfortably, "I won't wash it for you."

Mo Jingyu let out a "puchi" laugh. "Where are you thinking? I just want to take a rest and wash."

stand up. "Now that's enough rest, you can go take a shower."

Ji Ling turned back and gave Mo Jingyu a hard look, her face was still steamy, pink and tender, and the tiny white fluff became more and more obvious, like a newborn baby.

The heartbeat became more and more presumptuous.

Mo Jingyu suppressed her smile, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, she quickly passed Ji Ling and walked into the bathroom.

Ji Ling sat on the sofa, touched her warm face, her eyes wandered aimlessly.

Suddenly, seeing that the screen of Mo Jingyu's phone was still on, the top account jumped into Ji Ling's eyes.

It's called making money to raise tigers.

This name does not fit Mo Jingyu's temperament at all.

Ji Ling thought to himself.

...make money...keep tigers...

Make money to raise tigers?

earn!money!keep!old!Tiger!

"Mo Jingyu!" Ji Ling jumped up from the sofa, rushed to the bathroom door, and opened the door without thinking.

"you……"

Inside, Mo Jingyu was about to turn on the faucet of the shower.The whole body, without a trace of cover.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Ji Ling quickly closed the door, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

The scene I saw just now is still lingering in my mind.

"They're all women, it's nothing to look at." Ji Ling sat on the sofa and picked her hands while talking to herself, "I have everything she has, nothing... nothing interesting."

It's just that, speaking like this, the brain is not very controlled.

Ji Ling got up, took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and poured "ton, ton, ton" down his throat.

Even after drinking a whole bottle of water, I still feel hot and dry.

Ji Ling returned to the living room, licked her dry lips, and fanned herself with her hands. "Is the air conditioner broken? Why is it so hot!"

"Really? I feel quite cold." Mo Jingyu's voice suddenly appeared behind his ears.

Ji Ling jumped a few meters away like a monkey jumping on fire.

Seeing Mo Jingyu's slightly open and messy neckline, Ji Ling reflexively put his hands behind his back and covered the monitor on his left wrist with his right hand.

Mo Jingyu teased and said: "Why do you have the expression that I want to eat you?"

Ji Ling took a few steps back calmly, holding his breath.

He raised his chin and asked, "Can you explain to me, what does 'making money to raise tigers' mean?"

Mo Jingyu narrowed her eyes, "Oh...a thief peeped at my phone."

"I didn't." Ji Ling's momentum remained undiminished, "You didn't lock it, I was careless."

"It's okay." Mo Jingyu took a few steps closer, "If you want to see it, I can show it to you at any time."

"I'm not interested."

Ji Ling seemed to have forgotten the theme just now, and only tensed up, keeping a safe distance from Mo Jingyu.

Mo Jingyu frowned, "You seem very nervous."

Ji Ling suddenly remembered that he was digressing, and raised his eyebrows again. "Don't interrupt me, I remember the 'making money to raise a tiger', who made trouble for me before!"

Mo Jingyu: "Then tell me, where did you make trouble?"

Ji Ling: "You know it in your heart."

Mo Jingyu shrugged, "Didn't I say that I was catching tigers?"

Fu stared at the person in front of him with eyes of unknown meaning, and parted his thin lips lightly: "So, do you understand what this name means?"

"It's time to go to bed." Ji Ling opened his mouth and yawned, then turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing the other party forcibly frequency hopping again, Mo Jingyu didn't have any special reaction, and followed calmly into the bedroom.

Ji Ling was wrapped into a ball by the white quilt, lying in the middle of the bed like a silkworm chrysalis. "This is my bed, you go to sleep in another room."

Mo Jingyu stretched out his right hand, "Be careful, don't touch my hand."

With that said, he rolled onto the bed and put his right hand in front of his body.It's like holding a shield.

Ji Ling muttered, "Why are you a scoundrel?"

Mo Jingyu patted Ji Ling's silkworm chrysalis with his left hand. "Hey, share the quilt with me, it's time to sleep."

Ji Ling shook his head vigorously. "There are quilts in the closet, you take a bed yourself."

Mo Jingyu raised his injured hand with an extremely pitiful expression on his face. "It hurts."

Ji Ling had no choice but to get out of the quilt and personally help Mo Jingyu get another quilt out.

Mo Jingyu lay motionless on the bed, waiting for Ji Ling to come and cover her.

As soon as Ji Ling's gaze fell on Mo Jingyu, he immediately looked away.He hugged the quilt with his face sideways.

Mo Jingyu didn't tease Ji Ling anymore, but she didn't live up to it, she tripped and threw herself on Mo Jingyu.

The surrounding air is very fragrant.

But Ji Ling was not intoxicated by this fragrance.

As soon as the people on the same bed met their eyes, they got up in panic.

Without saying a word, he returned to his side.

Go to bed, close your eyes.

Mo Jingyu struggled in her eyes.

In the end, she just turned her back and said softly, "Good night."

Time flows in the interlaced breathing of the two.

Not long after, Ji Ling was like before, forgetting what he said, getting into Mo Jingyu's bed, and sticking to her back.

But it's not exactly like before just grabbing the corner of Mo Jingyu's clothes.

Instead, two hands came in, encircling Mo Jingyu completely.

Mo Jingyu's back tensed instantly.

After a while, there was no movement behind him, Mo Jingyu thought that the other party had fallen asleep, and the loss was mixed with restlessness, all of them came together.

"Mo Jingyu." A mosquito-like voice came from behind, "Can you hug me to sleep?"

Mo Jingyu froze for a moment.

Ji Ling gently tugged on Mo Jingyu's clothes, and repeated in a low voice: "Can you?"

Mo Jingyu turned around and held Ji Ling in his arms.There is nowhere to hide the beating of the heart in the quiet night.

"Good night." Ji Ling buried her face in Mo Jingyu's neck.

People can't figure it out, can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

"Good night." Mo Jingyu stroked Ji Ling's silky hair.

Ever since she was a child, what she lacked most was patience.

The next morning.

Ji Ling woke up in a warm embrace, and there was only a refreshing fragrance that poured into the tip of her nose continuously.

She rubbed her face against the soft flesh on Mo Jingyu's neck, and her mind flashed back to the day of the bonfire party, Mo Jingyu said that this was her exclusive territory.

Thinking of that scene, a pleasant chuckle came out of his throat.

"What are you laughing at?"

Caught off guard, Mo Jingyu's hoarse voice came from above his head.

Ji Ling quickly closed her eyes, and said softly, "I'm still dreaming."

The corners of Mo Jingyu's lips suddenly raised several degrees, and without trying to expose her, he asked seriously: "Then what are you dreaming about?"

Ji Ling: "I won't tell you."

Mo Jingyu: "That must be a sweet dream. Where is the dream now?"

Ji Ling: "I can talk to you, of course I'm not still dreaming, you are so stupid."

Mo Jingyu: "..."

Ji Ling: "I'm going to get up."

Mo Jingyu hugged Ji Ling tightly and did not let go.

Ji Ling frowned, raised her face and reprimanded: "Be careful with your injured hand!"

A look of satisfaction appeared on Mo Jingyu's face. "Are you worried about me?"

Ji Ling said sullenly, "If your hands are not good, you will stay at my house."

Mo Jingyu nodded knowingly, "It turns out that my hands are not good, so I can stay at your house."

Ji Ling bit her tongue excitedly, her facial features wrinkled together in pain.

Mo Jingyu's throat rolled twice, his lips moved forward unconsciously, and he suddenly regained consciousness, let go of his arms, and let Ji Ling go out.

In order to get revenge, Ji Ling slammed Mo Jingyu's forehead hard before jumping off the bed.

Mo Jingyu hugged Ji Ling's pillow in his arms and ravaged it hard, wanting to cry without tears.

In her eyes, there was a kind of... hunger and thirst that was very different from her own temperament.

Breakfast was delivered from Ji's mansion. Protein, vitamins, crude fiber... were all proportioned by a nutritionist, and the mix was very balanced.

Ji Ling pierced a piece of tender egg with a metal fork, her eyes drifted to the opposite side unconsciously, Mo Jingyu was chewing the food, her lips moved slightly, it looked soft and tender, like golden eggs on a plate.

Ji Ling's eyes were fixed on Mo Jingyu's lips, and the food was mechanically delivered to his mouth.

The eggs are soft and delicious.

Mo Jingyu raised his head and met Shang Ji Ling's dazed gaze.

Ji Ling's plate was already empty, but she still pierced the plate with air and put it in her mouth.

Mo Jingyu was tempted by that gaze, pursed his lips, held Ji Ling's wrist, and leaned over.

Ji Ling let go of his hand suddenly, and the metal fork fell on the plate, making a loud crash.

"I'm full." Ji Ling broke away from Mo Jingyu's hand, and took a tissue from the side to wipe his mouth.

The dark pupils turned around, "What are you doing standing up?"

Mo Jingyu put his palm on Ji Ling's face, and lightly pinched her ear with his fingertips.The tone is the same as usual: "There is something dirty in your ear."

"Oh." Ji Ling blinked a few times, and pushed Mo Jingyu's hand away, "Are you still going to the company today?"

Mo Jingyu: "Yes."

Ji Ling: "Then be careful not to touch your right hand."

Mo Jingyu: "Yes."

"You should be late. Goodbye." Ji Ling got up from the stool, went into a room, and closed the door.

in the room.Ji Ling stared at the unfinished black city wall in a daze.

Why, can't you fight?

The small injury on her right hand didn't affect Mo Jingyu much. Once upon a time, when she couldn't get up because of stomach pain, she could work on her mobile phone at home.Today's fragility and laziness, only when facing Ji Ling alone, will he jump out from time to time.

Qin Rou stood opposite the desk and joked: "Jing Yu, you have to protect your right hand well."

Mo Jingyu frowned, as if he didn't understand what the other party was saying. "Um?"

Qin Rou smiled gently, "It's nothing, senior sister just cares about you."

Mo Jingyu turned to ask: "Sister, have you ever used the app 'Impression'?"

Qin Rou: "I have been recommending that the homepage is floating around. I downloaded it, but the user experience is average, so I uninstalled it."

Mo Jingyu: "This is an app launched by Yinyi Technology under the name of Mo Yinzhe, and it has a high degree of overlap with our Coldplay users."

Qin Rou: "You mean... to directly compete with him." The two of them already have a tacit understanding.

Mo Jingyu smiled, "With the big tree of the Shen family, my brother can really blossom everywhere."

Qin Rou shrugged. "Why don't you want to find a tree?"

Ji Ling's characteristic knocking sound came from the door, and Qin Rou showed a playful look. "Jing Yu, don't you wonder what kind of mine Ji Ling's family has?"

Mo Jingyu: "When she wants to tell me, I will naturally know."

The knock on the door was a few decibels louder.

"I'm leaving, or your little friend will be in a hurry." After Qin Rou finished speaking, she went to open the door, smiled at the person at the door, and left gracefully.

When Ji Ling came in, Mo Jingyu had already stood up from the work chair.

A black over-the-hip lady's suit, wide-leg trousers with a narrow waist, and a black and white contrasting color shirt with a bow at the neckline, which is a bit playful.Although there are only two colors of black and white, it is not thin at all.

Ji Ling had forgotten what Mo Jingyu was like before going out in the morning.

Mo Jingyu approached, and lightly touched Ji Ling's forehead with the tip of his index finger. "Why are you in a daze?"

Ji Ling stuffed the lunch into Mo Jingyu's hand and stepped back a few steps. "I'm going to wash my hands."

Mo Jingyu stared at the door where Ji Ling disappeared, with doubts on his face.

The child's recent behavior is too strange.

When eating, Ji Ling didn't take a few mouthfuls of food, and began to let go, sending rice to his mouth one by one with chopsticks.

The air was so fragrant that it made her mind confused.

The heartbeat was also very noisy, making it difficult for her to concentrate.

Ji Ling attributed all this to staying with Mo Jingyu for too long.

Mo Jingyu was also full of thoughts, but he didn't notice Ji Ling's abnormality at the moment.

Half an hour passed, and the two finally finished their meal without any communication.

Ji Ling immediately got up and nodded politely at Mo Jingyu. "excuse me."

Mo Jingyu:? ? ?

Ji Ling: "Thank you for your hospitality, I'm going home."

Mo Jingyu was confused by the other party's sudden unfamiliar attitude, frowned and asked, "No afternoon nap?"

"Thanks to you, I got enough sleep at night." Ji Ling got up, consciously collecting the leftovers on the table.

"Goodbye." He said his farewell very formally and left.

Mo Jingyu was dazed for a while, then picked up her mobile phone to search—what is the reason why a person behaves abnormally and has a hot and cold attitude?

The answer with the highest frequency——

Do you feel that you are unique in someone's heart?

Mo Jingyu thought for a while and couldn't help nodding.

Have you ever dreamed of a bright future for you and him/her?

Mo Jingyu's ears turned red.

Do you feel that you can grow old together with that person right away and spend the rest of your life together?

Mo Jingyu tried her best to keep the corners of her mouth tight so as not to turn up.

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Mo Jingyu closed the browser, threw the phone on the table, annoyed why she had to watch such messy things.

Warm warm yellow lights permeate every corner of the room. In the originally empty living room, there are many small ornaments and small plants quietly added.

They were all brought back by Mo Jingyu "smoothly".

Mo Jingyu was sitting on the sofa fiddling with a tablet computer, and next to him was an angry Ji Ling.

"How long are you going to stay at my house?"

Mo Jingyu raised his eyelids and glanced at Ji Ling. "Finally willing to talk to me."

She stayed at Ji Ling's house for a few days, and Ji Ling hid from her for a few days, only when she was sleeping, he would come over and let her cuddle him to sleep.When I woke up the next day, I looked unfamiliar with her again.

Ji Ling: "Your hands are all healed, you don't need anyone to take care of them anymore."

"I have an internal injury. Although it looks better, it still hurts." Mo Jingyu raised his right arm, and his right hand drooped, "Look, I can't even use my strength."

"You lied!" Ji Ling grabbed Mo Jingyu's right hand and shook it, "There is no fracture or dislocation, so how can it hurt?"

Mo Jingyu took the opportunity to wrap Ji Ling's hand in his palm, and carried it into his arms.With a pitiful tone, "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Ji Ling retreated quickly as if scalded by boiling water, sat on the other end of the sofa, turned on the TV, and turned up the volume to the maximum.

"I want to watch TV, it's very loud, you can't work."

"Then I won't be working." Mo Jingyu put down the tablet in his hand and moved it over, "I'll watch it with you."

Ji Ling twisted her body uncomfortably, and hummed softly, "What are you doing so close to me?"

"Then why you don't let me get so close?" Mo Jingyu looked aggressive, "Didn't you always get close to me before?"

A silent gap seemed to open between the two.

On the TV, a reality show for couples is being broadcast, and the host's voice is very noisy at the highest volume of the TV.

"Wow, the next guest is amazing. Mo Yinzhe, the grandson of real estate tycoon Mo Qixian. Our show is his and his fiancée's first variety show. I look forward to the different excitement brought by the rich and young to our show! "

Ji Ling quickly picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, and yawned. "I am sleepy."

Mo Jingyu glanced at the time, as if he didn't know it. "What time is it, are you going to sleep?"

Ji Ling didn't say anything, and got up and went back to the house.

Although Mo Jingyu was left to dry on the sofa, she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

It's time.

On the table, the phone screen lights up.

An unexpected call.

Mo Jingyu picked up the phone, "Grandpa."

—— "Jing Yu, go home tomorrow."

There seemed to be some kind of anger on the other side of the phone.

Mo Jingyu replied: "Understood, Grandpa." Respectful but without warmth.

No care and greetings.

Both sides of the phone quickly fell silent.