Right on Target

Su Heting put away the cat ears properly, and rubbed against Xie Zhenshu's cheek. The pointed hair is soft, like his hair. He felt that he was being wrapped in velvet satin, as if he had become something fragile.

He said, "You're hugging."

Xie Zhenshu hugged him even tighter.

Su Heting's face was constricted on the officer's chest, and his voice was also muffled: "Okay, okay..." He raised his hand, embraced the Xie pillow book, and patted carelessly, "If you hold it tighter, I won't be able to breathe."

Xie Zhenshu let go of his hand slowly, and grabbed his collar again.

Su Heting didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the front, which was Xie Zhenshu's unbuttoned shirt collar, and the officer's collarbone was inside. He moved his Adam's apple slightly, and said, "Will you hug every teammate you say goodbye to?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "No."

Su Heting's cat ears immediately turned up, in a good mood, and said: "If you hold him casually, something will happen." He moved his eyes away from the officer's collarbone and looked elsewhere. where?!"

Xie Zhenshu said: "No. 101, Potongzi Lane."

Su Heting said: "It's over, this is Fu's mother's bed!"

The walls of this room are floral, and the ceiling is made of crystal ceiling. The tables, chairs and benches are all dressed in western clothes and covered with big bows. It is Fu's mother's boudoir. She usually doesn't allow the boys to enter. The hermit used to just poke his head over for a glance, but Fu's mother beat him to the point of crying. Only Lulu can come in and out at will.

Su Heting said: "The feeling of lying on this bed is very scary, as if there is—"

Before he could finish speaking, something poked the back of his neck. Su Heting changed color in horror, shouted "Help", and plunged into Xie Zhenshu's arms, wishing that Xie Zhenshu could treat him as a pillow and take him away quickly.

Xie Zhenshu was caught off guard, was bumped into his arms by Su Heting, and lay back down. He let go of Su Heting's back collar, and returned to the back of Su Heting's head.

Lulu stretched out her cat paw, just out of curiosity, she wanted to touch Su Heting. Seeing that Su Heting had slipped away, it immediately lifted its spirits and became energetic. It pouted its buttocks, pounced, chased after Su Heting and slapped Su Heting on the back of the neck wildly.

Su Heting shrunk his neck and wrinkled Xie Zhenshu's shirt. Xie Zhenshu put his hand down, covering the back of Su Heting's neck, blocking Lulu's furry attack.

Lulu played like crazy, repeatedly jumping sideways, stomping on Su Heting's back. Su Heting's back was sensitive, and he gasped from being stepped on. He hugged Xie Zhenshu's neck, put his face against Xie Zhenshu's neck, and shouted: "I warn you, don't be ignorant of good and evil...ah!"

Lulu swung quickly, threw herself to the pillow, and looked for Su Heting's cat ears. But it didn't catch twice, and was blocked by the plush toy.

Xie Zhenshu pushed Lulu down with one finger through the toy.

Lulu shifted her attention, hugging the toy between the quilts, biting and kicking against the toy.

Su Heting's whole body was on Xie Zhenshu's body, he buried his face and did not move, breathing slightly short of breath.

Xie Zhenshu's eyes were half closed, and the fingers covering the back of Su Heting's neck changed from slightly loose to covering. With drooping eyes, he pinched Su Heting with his fingertips, signaling that Su Heting was fine.

Su Heting pretended to be dead.

When the two cats meet, Lulu wins.

Xie Zhenshu said: "The spirit has recovered."

Su Heting was sullen: "...um."

He had nothing to do with his tail, he patted it to the east, then to the west, and finally it patted Xie Zhenshu's leg without moving.

Su Heting said, "It's always been here?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "I came half an hour ago."

Su Heting wanted to get up, and said, "Fu Ma doesn't care about it?"

Xie Zhenshu didn't answer, he let go of his fingertips, and pinched again, the movements were neither light nor heavy, but had a strong sense of presence.

Su Heting was numb from being pinched, he didn't get up, he just felt a rush of hot air burning his heart and lungs, making his palms sweat and his cheeks hot. He wanted to let go of Xie Zhenshu's neck, but he didn't want Xie Zhenshu to see him in a state of embarrassment, so he could only hold on, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't...don't pinch me!"

Xie Zhenshu stopped his movements and fell silent, the tips of his ears turned red from the heat sprayed by Su Heting.

Su Heting thought that Xie Zhenshu would return to normal after stopping, but it was strange that he felt clearer after stopping. Xie Zhenshu's fingers were just touching his skin, and he felt the stimulation of electric current passing by.

At this time, Xie Zhenshu said: "You haven't finished your secret."

Su Heting said: "What secret? Oh..." He felt ambiguous and changed his mind temporarily, "I don't want to talk about it, I won't tell you."

Xie Zhenshu said, "Liar."

Su Heting said: "What liar? How can this be called cheating? To lie to you is to tell a lie, but I didn't tell a lie,"

Xie Zhenshu said: "You said you would tell me."

Su Heting said stiffly: "Really? I just woke up, talking in my sleep, you..."

He paused, and felt that Xie Zhenshu had poked his back, and now it was healed, not only numb, but also itchy, which made his waist and eyes tingle.

Su Heting hurriedly begged for mercy: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. Let me tell you, I say... thank you for the pillow book!"

Xie Zhenshu said: "You say."

Su Heting teased him: "I dreamed that you said you wanted to see me, and that you missed me very much. Thinking and thinking, talking and talking, surrounded by both sides. Do you really miss me? That voice is as real as it is—"

Xie Zhenshu suddenly pressed his head that was rubbing around.

Su Heting said: "I just said don't talk about it."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Really."

Su Heting was taken aback.

Xie Zhenshu said word by word: "I miss you."

The two people's necks intersected, and they couldn't see each other, but their chests were close together, and they were both disturbed by the sound of their hearts.

Lulu let out a "meow" and lay on the side dragging the toys, watching them while tapping her tail.

Su Heting got up suddenly, rolled over, reached the edge of the bed, didn't even wear slippers, and flew into the bathroom as if flying. He closed the door with a "bang", squatted down after a while, covered his face with one hand, and swept his tail on the blanket.

I want to see you.

I miss you.

can I hug you?

Hey-

The guy might be a crafty straight-ball shooter.

Su Heting's heartbeat kept beating, he felt that it was not an arrhythmia problem, but something else. He tried to calm down in this moment, but the stimulus signal started to make trouble again, it was bouncing and bouncing, which made Su Heting discover something.

He is hard.

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The hermit does aerobics in the living room.

Jiali said: "Mom will be home in two minutes, so watch out for a beating."

The hermit stretched his arms, then twisted his waist and turned around, stepping forward and then jumping in accordance with the rhythm. The movements were quite smooth, obviously he jumped often. He was full of energy and said, "I just finished!"

Jiali was wearing a vest, her arms were patterned, and she was eating while watching the news.

The hermit went to drink water and said, "I'll wake the cat up, Lulu is still inside."

Jiali glanced at the family record sheet, which showed a record of water usage in the room, and she said, "He woke up and has been soaking in the bathroom for an hour."

After the hermit drank the water, he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did he wash it alone?"

Jiali looked at him very strangely.

The hermit put down the water glass, put his hands around his mouth, and whispered, "I saw them holding hands last time, do you think it's right?"

Jiali paused holding the fork, looked at the closed door, then at the hermit, and said, "I'll be beaten by my mother for cheating."

This is their declaration of truth, which means "a liar is a puppy".

The hermit found the chat window, sat down on the bench with his buttocks, and said: "I was beaten by my mother for cheating! I really saw it." The hermit held his hand and restored the scene to the beauty, "That's it. Then it will Brother Erxie is still wearing a nebulizer, and we haven't met for a long time."

Jiali said, "Didn't you introduce people to cats?"

The hermit pushed away the plate with a solemn expression: "Yes, I introduced you, but I don't know Brother Xie either."

Jiali's understanding of Xie Zhenshu was still limited to the hermit's introduction. She said, "Didn't you see his information when you were looking for a broker in the trading market?" Most of this kind of professional proxy fighters don’t know how to write real information, and it’s useless to read it. But he is very skilled, and he has experienced professional training. There are only a few military organizations in the old world. Analyzing his fighting skills, maybe I can find some clues."

The hermit said: "I checked after the game, even his avatar body, but I didn't find reliable information. I don't think his fighting style is like a black panther. Could it be from some armed organization? people? Like Weida."

Jiali traveled all over the world and opened a shop in the trading market. She boasted that she had a lot of knowledge, but she couldn't see the details of Xie Zhenshu. She finished the rice in the bowl, thought for a while, shook her head, and said, "It's different."

She couldn't say exactly what was different, but she insisted that Xie Zhenshu came from the military, which was her sense of smell.

Jiali withdrew her thoughts and saw that the hermit was still pondering, so she said, "Why don't you just ask the cat?"

The hermit struggled and said: "Oh, I'm afraid that he will be deceived by others at the beginning of his love."

Belle: "..."

The hermit said with emotion: "Maybe this is the cat's first love."

Jiali said: "Are you a mother? Do you care if he falls in love?"

The hermit said: "Why do you say that? Of course I don't care. I'm worried. It's always right to be worried, right? This kid looks cruel, but his heart is soft. He is the easiest to be deceived. If Brother Xie—"

The door behind the bar slammed open.

The hermit didn't change his face, and continued: "Brother Xie doesn't talk too much, he is really good."

Belle was speechless.

Lulu ran out first, still holding the toy. Ignoring the hermit's call, it got under the sofa and dragged the toys in, saving it for milking.

Jiali said hello: "Good morning, how did you sleep?"

The front collar of Xie Zhenshu's shirt was wrinkled, and he said, "It's okay."

The hermit chimed in: "The cat is still in the bath?"

The shaking door snapped open, Su Heting's hair was half dry, his eyes drifted faintly to the hermit, and he said in a bad tone, "You are just taking a bath."

The hermit pointed to the record and said, "You have been washing for a long time."

Su Heting was dumbfounded, unable to become arrogant, pretended to be indifferent, and said: "I just got out of the sea of ​​suffering, so I need to wash myself well."

The hermit is skeptical.

Jiali motioned them to sit down, and said, "Mom has gone to discuss business with Sen, and she will be right back."

The hermit moved the stool away, got up and went to the kitchen to get them something to eat.

Su Heting sat next to Xie Zhenshu, the two of them were very close, so close that Su Heting could smell the refreshing smell of Xie Zhenshu's body. He reached for the cutlery and handed it to Xie Zhenshu.

Thank you for accepting the book.

The hermit fastened his apron and said, "Both customers, do you want the poached eggs fried or boiled?"

"boiled."

"Fried."

The two people who answered the question looked at each other and said again.

"Fried."

"boiled."

hermit:"…"

He picked up the spatula and made up his own mind: "Fry and boil, you two will share!"

Jiali's news is broadcasting the street record, and Xing Tian's representative, the sheriff, is also speaking. She flicked the screen a few times, and said, "Wei Da should have been killed the day before yesterday. It's a pity to let him escape."

Su Heting said: "The day before yesterday? I slept for so long?"

"Do you think you are asleep? Mom forcibly closed your modified eye. It was hijacked by a virus and has been interfering with your consciousness. You had another infusion for a long time last night, thank you..." Jiali thought of the hermit just now. Said, glanced at them unconsciously, "Mr. Xie is taking care of you."

The back of Su Heting's neck felt cold when he was stared at by Jiali. He touched his neck and picked up the water glass with a guilty conscience.

They sleep in one bed, cover one quilt, and use one bathroom.

The hermit said while frying eggs: "Where did the virus in your head come from? It's hard to deal with, but if you need to connect with human consciousness, I happen to be free these days."

When Su Heting heard the word "free time", he choked on water and coughed wildly. He raised his hand to veto: "No, no need, no need, take a good vacation."

Xie Zhenshu handed the handkerchief to the cat.

Su Heting went to get it, but didn't bring it over. He accidentally touched Xie Zhenshu's hand with his fingertips, and the momentary touch exchanged each other's temperature.

— to die.

Su Heting turned his head, expressionless, but his face was slightly red.

Obviously it was just fingertips touching, but it was like kissing, gently, making his heart beat faster again.