Right on Target

Su Heting was holding the towel and was at a loss for what to do. He stared at Xie Zhenshu for a moment, and said, "You squat down?"

Xie Zhenshu: "?"

Su Heting had no choice but to raise his hand, and covered the towel on Xie Zhen's book. Xie Zhenshu half-opened his eyes, and could see Su Heting's waist exposed when he raised his hand.

The cat's waist has clear lines, which is the source of his explosive power. In order to keep fighting, Su Heting seldom neglected in training. He can cooperate so tacitly with the implant, all it takes is practice. If Xing Tian hadn't disrupted his schedule, Xie Zhenshu would have to go to the splicing training ground if he wanted to find him.

Su Heting wiped for a while, then put the towel behind the officer's head. He raised his head and blew on Xie Zhenshu's forehead, blowing away the broken hair, and asked, "Did you take a cold shower?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting said: "Taking a cold shower with the air conditioner on is prone to migraines. You should be careful in the future. It is best to dry your hair before coming out."

Xie Zhenshu has a hair dryer, but he didn't say anything. From the corner of his eye, he saw Su Heting's tail, which was up and down following the cat's movements, as if all the strength had been used there.

Su Heting caught the cross star through the towel. The four corners of the cross star are thinner and the center is slightly thicker. Usually, it is always seen twinkling. It's a pity that I can't see the material, but the silver light is shining, it should be New World metal. Rubbing with the cat's fingertips, the cross star was touched all over by the action of wiping water.

There is still a thin chain on the upper corner of the cross star, which is fastened to Xie Zhenshu's ear bone, which has been worn a little red, and it can be seen that Xie Zhenshu has hardly been taken off.

Xie Zhenshu suddenly grabbed Su Heting's wrist, not allowing him to play around.

Su Heting said: "Why? I rubbed it but not you."

Xie Zhenshu said: "No one is allowed to rub."

His voice was lingering, and he calmed down a lot after taking a bath, but he held Su Heting's fingers hard, and he didn't intend to let go.

Su Heting let go of the towel, and the towel fell on Xie Zhenshu's neck, and he said, "Oh, why don't you let go?"

Xie Zhenshu looked at him, and said again: "You haven't wiped it off yet."

Su Heting wasn't shy anymore at this moment, instead he looked at Xie Zhenshu's expression, and thought: Do you want me to rub it or not?

He tentatively said: "I've wiped almost all of it, and you can rub the rest yourself. You'll get it right?" He said, using his other hand to demonstrate on his head, and the cat ears shook, "Just so."

Xie Zhenshu didn't want it, he pulled Su Heting's wrist, and put the cat's hand back on top of his head.

Su Heting was no longer shy now, and wiped his hair following Xie Zhenshu's meaning. Seeing that Xie Zhenshu was still motionless, he wrapped his cheeks with a towel and said: "Rub for a while, don't rub for a while, you are so difficult to serve."

Xie Zhenshu was wrapped in a towel by Su Heting, and there were tiny glows in his eyes. His wet black hair made him whiter, and he let Su Heting play with him.

Su Heting was in a good mood seeing the officer so well-behaved. He pulled the two corners of the towel, leaned closer to look at the Xie pillow book, and couldn't help laughing.

Xie Zhenshu is also looking at Su Heting.

Cats are beautiful, and they smile on weekdays, but that's not the case. His eyes are round, with the tails of his eyes slightly downward, and they are slightly curved when he smiles, as if all the happy things are hidden in them, which is very contagious. He is usually not kind to others, because his eyes are not smiling, and he often just pulls the corners of his lips, showing disdain and stubbornness on his face, and is not polite to anyone.

Xie Zhenshu lowered his head slightly, wanting to see more clearly. Su Heting didn't expect him to get closer, and for a moment, he intersected with him, as if about to kiss.

The housekeeping robot pushed away the pillow and whispered, "It's time to cool down, it's time to cool down."

Su Heting immediately let go of his hand and took a step back.

The towel on Xie Pillow's head was loose and slipped down to his neck. He turned his head and picked up a corner, and the roots of his ears were red when he wiped his face. But he hid it very well, and his expression was so calm that no one could see it.

Su Heting flicked the housekeeping robot and said, "Turn on the air conditioner."

The housekeeping robot continued to fan the cat while turning on the air conditioner. Su Heting's cat's ears were blown crookedly, thinking: Did he just want to kiss me, or did I just want to kiss him?

—Why should I kiss him?

Xie Zhenshu sat down on the sofa, he hung a towel, and his thigh pressed against the mobile phone that Su Heting dropped. He looked down, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to pass it to Su Heting, but found that Su Heting's screen saver was a photo.

A picture of Su Heting's displeasure, it should be a snapshot, only his profile was taken. The cat was wearing an oversized black coat, with only half of his face exposed, leaning over the railing to look at the puddles on the ground, where his reflection was in the puddles. His tail curled up, like a small hook in the colorful lights. He frowned slightly, as if confused by his own reflection, as if it wasn't him.

He was alone and seemed lost in the streets of the black market.

Xie Zhenshu read for a while, then put the phone back on his lap. He tilted his head slightly to see Su Heting pressing the head of the housekeeping robot. His eyes were heavy and his heart was empty.

Su Heting said: "Stop fanning, I'm cold. Hey, don't cry, I just told you not to fan the wind, I didn't tell you to go! Okay, okay, why don't you keep fanning? Do whatever you want."

The housekeeping robot was slapped by Su Heting's tail and turned around in circles. It couldn't tell the direction, and there would be interference wherever it went. It made a grievance and said: "Help, help!"

Su Heting made the robot cry, and the depression in his heart disappeared. He still laughs when he is bad, and his tail helps the tyrant to bully the housekeeping robot with him.

The housekeeping robot beeped "Ding Ding" for help.

Su Heting said, "No one will save you."

His tail stopped suddenly and was caught by a hand. The fingers of that hand were slender, and the tail could be wrapped around it with only a slight bend of the knuckles.

Xie Zhenshu said: "It's going to break."

Su Heting's whole body was numb, and he hurriedly turned his head, thinking that it wasn't that it was going to break down, but that he himself was going to be. His tail has never been touched by anyone, only himself, who usually gets skinny when he blows and pats, but he reacts so violently when he doesn't want to be caught, the numbness is no worse than pinching the back of his neck.

His different pupils became hazy again, as if tears were about to come out. He opened his mouth a few times, his face was really hot, and he said vaguely: "Let go! Don't pinch."

The phrase "don't pinch" is very lacklustre.

Xie Zhenshu let go, and slid his fingertips along the tip of his tail, like a cold jade pushing, brushing his down a little, and passing the temperature after taking a cold bath to the central processing unit.

The tail faithfully passed the signal to the cat's ears, and the two parties worked together, allowing Su Heting to clearly feel the slippage of Xie Zhenshu's fingertips all over.

The cat has been excited since the consciousness was connected, with the blessing of the stimulating signal, and he just woke up, and he didn't have enough food, so the information device shut down directly. Before he could say a word, he collapsed on the sofa.

Su Heting said: "Ah! You crushed me!"

Xie Zhenshu: "..."

Su Heting couldn't figure out the situation, and wanted to die in shame and indignation. His canine teeth were half exposed, and he was terribly fierce: "Don't turn your head, hey, **** it! Thank you for the pillow book!"

Xie Zhenshu covered his face with a towel.

Su Heting said: "I'm not dead yet!!"

Xie Zhenshu bent down and looked at the cat through the towel. With the cover of the towel, his gaze can be a little presumptuous.

Su Heting was lacking energy all over, he felt that ever since he was silenced by Zhu Yin in the penalty area, he had been **** exhausted all day long. He blew **** the towel, but only the starting point was bulging. He continued his efforts, and in the middle of blowing, he was pushed back to before liberation by Xie Zhenshu's finger.

The cat can speak a lot of bad words, he said: "Damn it!"

Xie Zhenshu turned a deaf ear.

Su Heting continued: "You are not a good person!"

"It's over, call mom quickly!

"Hey-

"Thanks for the book!

"I hate you, I hate you!"

Su Heting talked nonsense, but the towel on his chin was suddenly lifted, and he said: "Okay, I—"

Xie Zhenshu bowed his head and kissed the cat.

Su Heting's eyes were still covered by the towel, he was shocked and dazed, he could only feel the rubbing of the tip of his nose, and Xie Zhenshu's warm and moist lips.

He snorted messily: "Yeah!"

Xie Zhenshu raised his hand and raised Su Heting's chin, kissing him harder and harder. He didn't want cats to hate him. This sentence broke his heart. He knew that he was doing bad things, but he didn't want to stop.

Su Heting was about to be pushed into the sofa by the officer, he could hardly breathe, and he retreated repeatedly in offensive and defensive battles. The towel never fell off, which made Su Heting even more embarrassed, as if he had become a candy being licked and appreciated, and Xie Zhenshu could see any reaction.

The cat said: "You are too good, you!"

Xie Zhen wrote: "I'm sorry."

Su Heting said: "No, no apology is allowed!"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Don't hate me."

Su Heting was discouraged, and he didn't hate it at this moment, but he said, "I want it."

Xie Zhenshu once again kissed Su Heting's lips. The chest under his black T-shirt was finally stuffed, and the temperature belonged to Su Heting. He was not at all comfortable or calm.

He had many, many things to say to the cat, but he just kissed the cat again. This time was different, he lifted the towel and kissed Su Heting's forehead, as if admitting his mistake.

Su Heting kissed him silently.

Xie Zhenshu looked at Su Heting and said, "Don't hate me."

Su Heting was dizzy from reading Xie Zhenshu, and his flushes couldn't stop coming up. The little tiger, who usually flaunts his power, became like this just by being kissed. His pupils were foggy, and he was panting with his mouth slightly open.

Xie Zhenshu took Su Heting's hand and touched his cross star. He turned his face and kissed the inside of Su Heting's wrist, then raised his eyes and said, "Rub it for you."

-Help.

Su Heting's heart beat so fast that he almost killed him.