Kang Leyin's face was neither good-looking nor ugly, because he was born with a fierce look, and no matter how his face was placed, it couldn't make other cats cute and cute.
Therefore, even Kang Xingluo usually relies mostly on feeling to understand Kang Rhein's mood.
According to Kang Xingluo's observation, the attitude of the little lion seems to have improved a little than before he left. Sure enough, Kang Rhein nodded after staring at him for a few seconds, not very resisting.
This is what it means to be able to press, Kang Xingluo was immediately happy, and hurriedly patted the bed, beckoning: "Come here."
Conlein approached and asked, "Want to get down?"
Kang Xing said: "It's all right, where do you want to press it? Back?"
Conlein didn't care: "Then go back."
He didn't want to touch himself just now, but in the blink of an eye, he took the initiative to massage himself. Kang Laiyin felt strange, and leaned on Kang Xingluo's side obediently, most of his anger was gone.
However, most of this is really not because Kang Xingluo proposed the massage, but it was purely because Kang Rhein performed internal digestion before coming out.
Although it sounds a bit sad, it is indeed a unique skill that Conlein has learned in his lonely and jealous career for so long:
Self-soothing, for short... self... um.
The reason is very simple. It's useless to be angry, and it's useless to be angry. If it can work, there will be a prince and two cats in this family.
Conlein knew this for a long time, so he talked to himself in the bathroom for 30 minutes, and when he came out, he was almost fine.
He put on a good posture, continued to pull his fierce face, and said, "Press."
Kang Xingluo was a little hesitant. He was watching the 18 cat-pulling poses, and Kang Laiyin was a humanoid. How could he cuddle a cat
So he could not help but be careful: "Little lion? Don't you become a cat?"
Conlein had his last stubbornness, "I don't want it."
Kang Xingluo was helpless and had no choice but to bite the bullet and start. Fortunately, the pictures Mao Dandan gave him also contained a massage method in human form, but because of the poor body shape of humans and cats, they looked extraordinarily angry.
Kang Xingluo didn't care so much. He told himself that he was cuddling a cat. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Kang Lain's back, starting from the neck and rubbing it all the way down the spine.
This kind of mental torture is not much different from touching the little lion's butt.
Kang Rhein's body temperature was very high, and her skin was smooth. Kang Xingluo felt as if her palms were scalded, and she couldn't exert any strength. As soon as she pressed it twice, her ears burned red.
However, his reaction was not noticed by Kang Rhein, who was very keen in the past, because the big cat started to...
Yes, Conlein, I am extremely confused at the moment.
I can't say why. As soon as Xingluo's hand moved down from the back of his neck, Kang Laiyin suddenly felt a strong stimulation straight into his brain. out loud.
I thought it was because I hadn't touched Xingluo for a long time, and I felt a little sensitive. I got used to it.
As a cat, Conlein felt scalp tingling for the first time!
"Wait... don't move!"
Kang Rhein stopped abruptly, his fists clenched, and there was a slight sweat from the somatosensory stimulation. "… What are you doing?"
Kang Xingluo was at a loss and looked worried, "Massage, what's the matter, little lion, are you not feeling well?"
Conlein is not comfortable, he is too comfortable! It was because he was so comfortable that he was simply scared. "Where did you learn this from?"
Kang Xingluo's eyes drifted, "Didn't I massage you like this before?"
At the same time, I silently added in my heart, when you are a cat.
Conlein believed that he had a ghost. He used to press it, but it felt completely different! This feeling is so exciting! No serious massage at all!
If Xingluo were to do the same for other cats... that would be amazing!
Doomsday!
Conlein said solemnly, "Where did you learn this?"
Kang Xingzhi couldn't say that his teacher was the great technician No. 8. He hesitated and couldn't answer.
The more it goes on like this, the more clearly there is a problem. Conlein pales in shock, "Are you going to expand the family tree again..."
...don't even think about it! !
How could it be said about the family tree, Kang Xingluo couldn't react, but he knew that he shook his head desperately, "No, really not, I only saw it on the Internet."
Conlein said: "I saw it online?"
WeChat also belongs to the Internet, and Kang Rhein nodded with a guilty conscience.
Seeing that Kang Xingluo's expression was very sincere, and it didn't look like he had a concubine's heart, Kang Laiyin finally restrained his expression, but he was still a little angry: "The Internet is so messy, don't look at those messy things."
The tone of these words was very similar to that of a parent who caught a child browsing a certain website, but Kang Xingluo, who was caught, was extremely guilty and didn't want to complain.
Kang Rhein finally calmed down, Kang Xingluo said cautiously, "Then we... sleep?"
Conlein: "… "
Conlein: "No."
Conlein: "Press me for a while longer."
Kang Xingluo laughed out loud, and then hurriedly covered his mouth. Before the little lion's expression became embarrassed, he hurriedly pressed Kang Lain down and said gently, "I'll start."
Kang Laiyin let out an 'um', lying on the bed obediently, with Kang Xingluo's palm against his back, and closed his eyes gently.
Kang Xingluo followed the instructions in the gif very seriously and started to move.
Instead, it was Conlein, who was being massaged, moaning || moaning in enjoyment.
When the sound occurred, Kang Rhein was not conscious, and was caught off guard when he heard a low-pitched boy in the room, and Kang Rhein realized that it was himself.
He tried to restrain himself, but found it extremely difficult. In the numbness that extended to his limbs, he felt a strange heat.
Not only is it comfortable...
Conlein began to feel uncomfortable.
Burning, anxiety, a sense of impatience flowed in his pulse, Conlein's mind was alert, and suddenly he noticed.
not right...
Something is wrong! !
Kang Xingluo pressed down seriously, focusing on Kang Rhein's back, but did not notice that Kang Rhein's knees were propped up, no longer lying flat as before.
He was pressing hard on Conlein's waist, when Conlein suddenly grabbed his hand and looked back at him.
That look was too sudden and too startling, Kang Xingluo froze in place for a while, stopping all movements.
What kind of look is it.
Kang Xingluo almost had the illusion that he was strangled by the neck and couldn't move.
A strong sense of aggression, so strong that it makes you tremble.
Kang Xingluo froze, and in the next instant, Kang Rhein suddenly let go of his hand, turned his head and returned to his original shape on all fours.
The giant cat, more than two meters long, like a large beast, was lying on the bed, with its butt pouted, and wrapped its head with its two front feet.
The little lion buried his head and did not move.
Kang Xing recovered from the fleeting panic, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong? Little lion?"
Conlein covered his head and refused to speak.
Kang Xingluo wanted to touch his head, but as soon as he touched Kang Laiyin, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me."
Kang Xingluo was very puzzled why he was not allowed to touch it suddenly, "Are you uncomfortable?"
There was no response, Kang Xingluo was a little anxious. "Little lion?"
Conlein stretched out his soft-haired flesh ball and slapped off the bedroom light. "sleep."
Kang Xingluo wanted to find out what was going on, but suddenly saw in the darkness, the figure of the big cat seemed to sway forward twice, and then stopped with restraint.
Kang Xingluo's head buzzed, as if he realized something, and hurriedly lay down with stiff hands and feet, covering his head with his hands like a little lion.
She slept very unsteadily that night, her sleep was very light, and Kang Xingluo didn't even know whether she fell asleep or not.
In the middle of the night, he still had some energy to worry about the prince, but after meeting the little lion, all his attention was drawn.
When he woke up the next morning, Kang Rhein said good morning to him as always.
Kang Xingluo also said good morning normally, but he really didn't care about it.
It wasn't until Prince Kang and Chai Kenai were going to the company that he and Li Hongming were going to open a shop and had to part ways, that Kang Xingluo calmed down.
Conlein said: "I will pick you up as usual at night."
Prince Kang didn't have a bar this time. After he returned to China, he still had a lot of things in his hands.
Before Chai Kenai carried him away, Prince Kang shoved a movie ticket into Kang Xingluo's hand with a proud expression: "Xingluo, this is my new movie, you must go to see the premiere tomorrow, The cinema is in the city, if you can't find a place, I'll call Chai Dog to pick you up."
The turmoil didn't go away last night. To the outside world, the orange cat dared to get involved with Xingluo at this time.
"Aren't you afraid of being photographed again?"
Prince Kang said: "He just shoots it, it's none of my business. Anyway, they will give Xing Luo a code, and I don't care."
Prince Kang was not afraid of anything, but Chai Kenai was different. Hearing this, his big eyes instantly became watery. "Brother qaq!"
Prince Kang covered his ears and ignored Chai Kenai, but continued to laugh at Kang Rhein. "Don't worry, you can go too, but I will never give you a ticket!"
It was as if he couldn't get the ticket if he didn't give it to Kang Rhein. Kang Rhein didn't want to bother with him, and wanted to persuade Xingluo not to go. The time must pass."
It was agreed that the two parties would be separated for the time being. Kang Laiyin sent Kang Xingluo to the store as usual. Because Kang Xingluo had something on his mind, the two did not chat along the way.
After arriving at the store, Kang Xingluo handled the ingredients as usual, but he was always a little absent-minded, and his mind was full of images of the little lion coughing in the dark last night.
At that time, he should have read it right, the little lion was indeed...
Kang Xingluo had a big head. He thought of the estrus period that Mao Dandan had mentioned before, but he didn't know anything about this issue, let alone who to ask for advice.
Do you want to ask Mao Dandan again.
Just as he was thinking about it, Li Hongming waved his hand in front of him and said, "Don't you say that Weibo is not a problem, don't worry."
Kang Xingluo was not worried about what happened on Weibo. Before he could explain it, his eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Li Hongming.
Speaking of which, didn't Lao Li raise Bai Se? Bai Se is a first-order breed, so it must have been a mink. In this way, Li Hongming in front of him is an experienced breeder.
The author has something to say: Don't worry, the little princess will come out soon.
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The end of Jiyou's essay can be slaughtered. It is recommended to take a look:
"My Agent Can Read Minds [Entertainment Circle]" by 3000 Great Dreams, a veteran cadre, a movie king, and a young master's agent
Lin Zhu can read minds.
Relying on this as a broker, Lin Zhu has never been able to grab resources.
"Add 100,000, can we talk about it?"
"You should know who the script in your hand is for."
"Whoever you like to sleep will sleep with, we will not accept this scene."
The manager Lin Zhu has never been counselled, protecting the artist who has been out of film for three years, setting off a rampant hurricane in the entertainment industry.
Frightening the gossip reporters away, dragging Zhong Yao to sit in the food stall, Lin Zhu patted his chest: "Don't be afraid, I know what they want."
"Do you all know?"
The actor Zhong Yao, who has been in the shadow for three years, grabbed him and met his gaze quietly: "What about me, what can I see?"
Lin Zhu was full of self-confidence. He was about to speak after three seconds of brewing, but his eyes suddenly showed confusion, and his face quickly flushed.
For the first time, the gold medal agent was cowardly, twisting the corners of his clothes with his fingertips, bowing his head and muttering.
"See—you just soaked instant noodles, tomato brisket..."