Feral cat domestication manual

Chapter 33

Jing Cong wanted to say that he didn't need Jiang Ci's apology, because he was really worried and wanted to do that.Everything is his will.

But he had just kissed someone just now, and his consciousness hadn't fully recovered at all. In a trance, Jiang Ci's breath when he spoke was all on his face, sweeping over the tip of his nose and lips, a little itchy.

So Jing Cong, a normal young man who couldn't be more normal, was throbbing inexplicably in his heart, and his body reacted uncontrollably.

Jing Cong looked embarrassed, feeling extremely tormented, and unconsciously wanted to lower his hand to cover it.

It doesn't matter if it's covered or not, but it just caught Jiang Ci's attention and noticed something abnormal.

Jiang Ci understood in an instant, and turned to a muffled smile, turning the heavy feelings into "rough and simple" actions. He gently pinched Jing Cong's chin with his hands, forcing him to raise his head, lowered his head and kissed him again, Gentle and lingering.

Jing Cong didn't choke this time, and his breathing became a little short.

Needless to say, even at 22, the interpersonal relationship is almost impoverished. In terms of sex, apart from solving the occasional physical needs by oneself, it is naturally as clear as water, and has never been involved in human affairs.

He opened his mouth naturally, and this unguardedness gave Jiang Ci a chance to poke in. Slowly, softly biting his mouth, the kiss made him feel weak all over. , Both hands hang down in the water weakly.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Jiang Ci groped into the bathtub with his other hand, and when he grasped it, he elicited an exclamation.

It's not a big problem for this tenth-level theoretical reserve master's first relative, anyway, the other party is also unclear, and he can't tell the good from the bad, it's okay.

But this, just talk without practicing fake moves... A fake hooligan like him who has always only talked on paper, not to mention skills, is psychologically unfamiliar to the end.

Jiang Ci was a little flustered, he slowed down, feeling the heat and trembling continuously coming from his hands.

……

After the small bathroom returned to calm, Jiang Ci helped Jing Cong take a shower again while Jing Cong was still breathing disorderly.

"The first time was a bit short, but the second time is normal," Jiang Ci picked up the paper that had just been thrown aside and threw it into the wastebasket, and then handed the clean clothes to Jing Cong. "But it doesn't matter how long or short it is."

With his bandaged head on his head, Jing Cong buttoned up his pajamas bit by bit, but his flushed handsome face announced everything, and he whispered back: "I've never been messed with like this before."

Simple and pure, he naturally didn't understand the meaning of the second half of Jiang Ci's words.

The little wild cat really didn't know about these things, otherwise it wouldn't have always followed Jiang Ci's way.

Jiang Ci didn't answer his words, but his heart softened, "Go out and wait for me, I'll take a bath too."

Although Jing Cong was considerate, he asked unintentionally: "...don't you want it?"

Jiang Ci pursed his lips, seeing that Jing Cong's newly bought pajamas were a bit too big, making him look even more pitiful.He leaned close to his ear and blew, and said softly: "Yes, but today I will let you, a patient who has just been discharged from the hospital, go."

Coming out of the shower, Jiang Ci saw Jing Cong sitting motionless on the sofa, as if his soul was out of his body, and he ignored the fact that he was approaching.

Jing Cong didn't notice him until he got closer.

Jiang Ci's pajamas are of a different color from Jing Cong's, and they are also printed with the most common bear print on the market, but they fit him well. His hair, neither long nor short, is messy and drooping, and his facial features are three-dimensional and soft. Moisture was still rubbing against the tip and face, this Eci was different from usual, without the packaging based on age and identity recognition, it looked a little more "unserious".

"Only this set of pajamas is left, but it's a bit too big." Jiang Ci smoothed his raised collar, "Why are you sitting here stupidly? I'm sleeping."

"Ah good."

Jing Cong uttered two sounds, got up and walked straight to the guest room, Jiang Ci grabbed the back of his neck by the collar, then took his hand and walked to his master bedroom.