Chapter 20

Who knows the ancestor of his family? His cat is a model for strangers. He always ignores people. Even he has to coax small fish for a long time before he is willing to touch, let alone others.

It seems that these two hit it off?

"This is my cat," Li Ming teased Wen Xiao. "I can't give you my cat."

Wen Xiao looked at him askew and repeated persistently, "meow, meow."

The little ancestor followed "meow" again.

... it's really unreasonable to talk to drunkards.

"If you like it, you can often come to see it," Li Ming smiled helplessly. "I also like it very much, so I can't give it to you."

Wen Xiao looked at him for a long time and suddenly stood up.

She was still confused. She had no shame and self-consciousness as a guest. Because she squatted for too long, she stumbled into Li Ming's arms when she got up.

Li Ming is used to the little drunkard's embrace. He hugs people without psychological pressure and looks down to see if she has sprained her foot.

Wen Xiao looked up to speak, but before he could make a sound, he was blocked by Li Ming with his head down.

The warm breath is close at hand. After a brief dizziness, it is too strange touch between lips.

Li Ming was stunned and subconsciously bit.

It's soft and has a faint aroma of wine. Maybe it's mixed with the cream flavor of dessert. In short... It's delicious. It's so delicious that people can't let go.

Soft, full, even if you can't see it, you can imagine that it's pink and tender, just as he can see every day, pursing the corners of his mouth, biting his lips when thinking, and purring slightly when unhappy... Everything emits a unique aroma.

The girl leaned in his arms. She was a little soft person. Her freshly washed skin exuded a familiar taste. Li Ming vaguely remembered that she probably used her own shower gel.

He slowly regained his mind. Reason told him to let go of the girl, but there was a crazy clamor at the bottom of his heart. He wanted to be closer to her. If he was closer, he'd better knead her into a ball and swallow her into his stomach.

Wen Xiao was also confused. Her brain finally began to turn. She blushed. It was neither retreat nor advance. The whole person was frozen in Li minghuai.

Li Ming loosened the girl, looked at her big eyes drooping, her eyelashes trembling, and her pink cheeks looked... Very appetizing.

"Come out and have porridge," Li Ming said in a low voice. He listened carefully and brought some husky. "After eating porridge, have a good sleep. Tomorrow weekend, I won't work."

Li Ming finally took a deep look at Wen Xiao and turned to the restaurant.

The girl stood blankly, looking a little innocent.

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Again, it was the next morning.

Wenxiao narrowed her eyes and woke up. It was probably Aunt Li's Jiejiu porridge and honey water. She didn't feel too uncomfortable, but she was a little sour and soft.

Rubbed his eyes, and the memory of yesterday slowly poured into his mind.

After recalling, Wen Xiao stared at the ceiling.

So... I just rely on Li Ming to live in his house? And rob him of the cat? I accidentally kissed him when I was still in my arms?

"Why are you stunned?" the voice of the system gentleman suddenly appeared in his ear. "You did well last night. I didn't expect you to pretend to be drunk. You don't have any burden at all."

"Please don't say this in a praise tone," Wen Xiao closed his eyes in despair, "because I'm really drunk."

"......." the system junton said, "I thought you suddenly enlightened..."

Wen Xiao shamefully wrapped himself in a quilt.

She just wanted to pretend to be drunk and flirt with the boss a little. She didn't want to be so big

I don't want to see anyone anymore!