Nan Yanyu couldn't put it down with the little milk cat, sitting on the bay window and eye to eye with the little milk cat, Shi Jingshen sat on the edge of the bed with Eleven, quite a bit of resentment.

Shi Jingshen himself didn't think so, he let go of Eleven, let it play on the bed by itself, turned around and went to the drawer to get a box of medicine and came behind Nan Yanyu.

Eleven moved faster than him, and jumped in front of Nan Yanyu in three or two movements, grinning at the little milk cat.

Shi Jingshen reached out and touched Nan Yanyu's arm, picked up a leather band from her wrist and pulled up her long hair, the long black and soft hair was fixed, and the snow-white skin was exposed in front of Shi Jingshen's eyes, with several dazzling red envelopes on it.

He dipped his fingers in a lot of medicine and applied it to those red bags, rubbing them gently, with a hint of displeasure between his eyebrows, "Why don't you tell me that I was bitten so much." ”

"Huh?" Nan Yanyu was about to turn her head to look at him, when he pinched her chin with his other hand, she raised her hand and hit him, and said jokingly, "Are you talking about mosquito bites or you bites?" ”

"You bite." Shi Depth of Field did not change color, and he dipped some medicine on his hand and rubbed it on the bag, "I mean you bit me." ”

Nan Yanyu: The cat in the arms of "......" suddenly stopped smelling.

"By the way, let's give this cat a name." Nan Yanyu raised his hands and asked the little milk cat who was looking around uneasily.

Shi Jingshen glanced at the cat: "Shi Rou didn't give it a look?" ”

"Their cat doesn't like it, can't I stand up for justice?" Nan Yanyu was stern, and turned around to put the little milk cat in front of him to take a look.

Eleven bared his teeth and fried his hair more and more on the side, Shi Jingshen's cold eyes swept over, and his voice was not salty or light: "You try another fierce one?" ”

Eleven was shocked, lowered his head and sat next to Nan Yanyu's lap and stopped talking.

Nan Yanyu began to feel distressed when he saw it, and glared back at Shi Jingshen, "What are you doing murderously!" And I didn't do anything wrong! "139 Chinese

"A loving mother has many defeated children." Shi Jingshen said lightly, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised a smile.

Nan Yanyu picked up Eleven and gently stroked it to comfort it, Shi Jingshen held Nan Yanyu's ankle, "Is there still anything on the foot?" ”

"Not much, just painted, still on hand." Nan Yanyu turned Eleven over and hugged him, and stretched out his hand to show Shi Jingshen.

The white arm does have a pink bag, which is a little cute, but it's a different story when it itches.

He finished handling Nan Yanyu's last mosquito bag, put away the ointment, turned around and walked to Nan Yanyu's side and pinched the little milk cat's ears.

It feels good and familiar.

He pinched Nan Yanyu's ears twice without moving, but she was not noticed, her ears were as white and translucent as her skin, her earlobes were small and delicate, and the fine fluff added a few touches of hazy loveliness.

He withdrew his hand at the right time and looked down at the little milk kitten, "It's twelve." ”

"It's so casual." Nan Yanyu hugged Eleven and kissed him fiercely, and his heart was greatly satisfied.

In the past two days, she was almost depressed to death if she couldn't pick up the cat, and the cat at the door of Lin Xing's house only let her see how she was hungry, and she was not allowed to touch it, for fear of lice or something, and for fear that she would be scratched.

But I obviously want to pet the cat even more.

"It's not casual, it's good, it's not early, it's time to sleep." He finished a long series of words in a mechanical tone, picked up Eleven and Twelve, threw them into Eleven's room, closed the door and locked it, and did it in one go.

Nan Yanyu climbed onto the bed sullenly, leaning on the head of the bed, her eyes were surging with gloom, and she raised her eyes with a little grievance.