At this moment, there is only one voice in his head:

If he succumbs today, he won't be Yechen!!

However, he had barely moved, and the legs she crossed against him pressed a little deeper.

The delicate and silky touch, without the slightest obstruction, is more delicate than the best silk.

His head was unconsciously stunned again.

At this moment, the small lace turban in Qing Xu's hand had already been put on his head, not big, not too small, just right.

"Hahaha, so cute, so cute!" Looking at his masterpiece, Qing Xu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She touched the phone with one hand and opened it, grabbed Hehe with the other, pressed him in her arms, leaned over and started taking a selfie.

Hehe's line of sight appeared the faces of him and Qingxu in the camera, and when he saw the small lace turban on his head, he was instantly petrified.

No......

He's not Yechen, he's not Yechen, he's just hehe, he's just hehe, he's just hehe, he's a cat.

It's her pet cat.

That's it.

Hehe silently did psychological construction for himself in his heart, telling himself over and over again that he is now a pet cat, as a pet cat, this is his duty.

Yes, that's right, that's it, that's all.

Qing Xu took several photos in a row, and changed several poses before stopping.

Then he began to wear skirts and socks for Hehe, and Hehe, who struggled in all kinds of fancy ways, gave up the struggle in despair after being pressed by her legs, arms circled, and even her head with her chin.

Once again, he silently told himself that he was hehe now, not Yechen.

He's just a pet cat.

After chanting the scriptures and chanting for hundreds of times, Qing Xu was completely satisfied, so he let him go.

Wrapped him in his arms and patted him on the head: "Sleep, good night." ”

She was probably tired from tossing and turning, and soon fell asleep.

Hehe, but he was so awake that he didn't even feel sleepy.

Little by little, time passed.

The night was completely late.

Qing Xu slept deeply, but lying beside her, it was no longer the cat, but the beautiful Yechen.

The two people lying on her small bed looked a little crowded, and he leaned slightly sideways, one hand supporting the side of the face, and the other hand fell between her eyebrows and eyes, rubbing gently.

The scenes of the day flashed over and over again in his mind very clearly.

For the first time, he seriously discovered that his little fat man, unconsciously, had become so beautiful.

She seemed to be completely reborn.

Let his silent heart also begin to slowly wake up, and begin to be full of vigorous vitality.

Ye Chen stared at her with heavy eyes, and it was very rare that he did not deliberately wake her up and force her to cultivate as before, but described her appearance over and over again, his fingers running over her side face, chin, neck, and collarbone...... Then, unconsciously, it landed on the softness of her chest, and her fingers touched it gently.

Obviously, he is just a soul body now, but for some reason, the bottom of his heart seems to be burning with surging heat, burning his whole body.

He couldn't help but lean over, the corners of his lips falling gently on hers.

Her lips were warm, and he shouldn't have felt it, but for some reason he just felt it.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently on her warm lips.

It's a little warm and sweet, much sweeter than the sugar she had to give him during the day.

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[Later, one day, Qing Xu showed Yechen the photos in his mobile phone before.

When she turned to Hehe's maid outfit, she asked Yechen: Isn't it good-looking?

Ye Chenpi smiled but didn't smile: good-looking.

Then at night, while Qing Xu was asleep, he secretly took her mobile phone, and when he was about to destroy the photo, Qing Xu asked faintly: Husband, what do you want to do?

Yechen took a light breath and replied: I think the maid costume is so good-looking, I haven't seen enough during the day......]