I don't know when a little chubby came next to him, his eyes were squeezed into a slit by the fat, and the light of excitement burst out from the slit, staring straight at Wen Ai who was curled up in the bamboo basket, his swollen fat hands came uninvited into the basket.
Wang Jue changed the bamboo basket to the other hand, avoiding the little fat man's fat claws: "The kitten is sleeping, let's not disturb it."
The little fat man turned a deaf ear and chased the basket around him for half a circle. Before Wang Jue changed hands again, he grabbed the edge of the bamboo basket.
"Hey, you kid." Wang Jue frowned, "Let go."
"I want it!" The little fat man's tone was domineering, and he tried to snatch it very vigorously, wanting to take the basket and the cat for himself.
"Excitement, right?" Seeing that Wen Ai was about to be jolted awake by the back and forth, Wang Jue didn't have the heart to talk nicely to the brat, so he just raised his arm and raised the basket far above the little fat man's head high.
The little fat man cried out unexpectedly, but still stubbornly refused to let go, and was lifted up together with the bamboo basket, hanging in mid-air, twisting his fat body, like a "hanging ghost worm" hanging under the shade of a tree in summer.
"I'm going to fall!" The middle-aged man may have never seen such a domineering and unreasonable child. He was stunned to the side before, but now he hurriedly put down the potato chips, and kindly held the little fat man's sweaty armpit, "Come down quickly."
Seeing that he was about to be picked off, the little fat man threw up, kicked his legs wildly, and shouted loudly: "You dare to touch me?! I asked my dad to skin you! You two adults are bullying children! Give me the cat!"
Wang Jue was kicked several times by him, and there were several black and white shoe prints on the white T-shirt. The middle-aged man stood behind the little fat man and was hit on the head by his fist, and then he was also hit on the stomach. foot". The man's face turned pale, and he quickly bent over into an uncomfortable position, clutching his stomach and staggering back to the side.
Without the support of the man, the little fat man, who had stored up excess nutrients, became epileptic and mad again. With a click, the bamboo basket was overwhelmed and broke quickly. The little fat man fell to the ground firmly, landing on his buttocks, Senseless.
Fortunately, Wen Ai was woken up early, and when the bamboo basket split, he leapt up, jumped onto Wang Jue's hand, then flexibly climbed up his shoulders along his arms, and squatted down firmly on his shoulders.
"Be good, baby." Wang Jue turned his head and kissed the milk cat dumpling that was close to his mouth. His lips fell into a soft warmth, and his agitated heart suddenly calmed down. There was nothing but helplessness for the bear boy who was sitting slumped on the ground. He sighed, stepped forward and reached out to him, "Get up."
The little fat man wanted to play tricks regardless of reason, and he couldn't let it go easily at this moment. He pushed Wang Jue's hand away viciously. The circle immediately spread out a lot. The little fat man cried harder, and lay down on the ground, rolling like a pig rolling in the mud, tears and snot flying all over the place.
Wang Jue took a few steps back to avoid getting it on, the veins in his temples throbbed, his head swelled and his ears ached from the crying, he quickly covered most of Wen Ai's head with his backhand, and exerted force inside, making his other small The ears are tightly pressed against his face to prevent the magic sound from penetrating the brain.
A couple squeezed out from the crowd, dressed as a nouveau riche rich man, with all kinds of luxury items on their bodies, and the shiny accessories piled up so that there was no room for their necks and wrists, like a walking jewelry display rack. The wife threw herself to the little fat man in shock, holding his heart and liver and coaxing him. The little fat man, who was crying so hard just now, had a clear mind and clear words in an instant, and pointed at Wang Jue. It took a long time to accuse, and then buried red eyes in his mother's chest.
"Why are you crying!" The little fat man's father scolded impatiently, yelling at the child on the surface, but glanced at Wang Jue contemptuously from the corner of his eyes, "How many times have I told you that you can buy anything you want with money, no Can't buy it."
As he spoke, he took out his bulging wallet, spread it out, pulled out a stack of thick red bills, and casually shook it in front of Wang Jue: "Buying your cat is enough for you to buy twenty new ones." .”
A cold sarcasm flashed in Wang Jue's eyes: "I bought it elsewhere, but I don't sell it here."
Fatty's father had expected it a long time ago, smiled dismissively, and pulled out another small stack of hundred yuan bills: "All the transactions that fail in the world are because the money is not in place."
Wen Ai meowed in resentment, what is there to show off with two stinky money? What about the people who bully me in my face
I saw the kitten stood up tremblingly on Wang Jue's shoulders, and showed its claws and claws to the family of three opposite. Waving her little paws and earnestly protecting the owner, the naive look is so cute.
When the little fat man saw it, he yelled loudly, and his desire for the kitten became more urgent. When the child made a fuss, the mother followed suit and came over aggressively. The heavy emerald earrings bounced up and down, and the overwhelmed earlobes seemed to fall off at any time: "What's wrong with selling it to us? Didn't you see that the child likes it so much? Respect the old man Do you understand Aiyou? Do you have the quality!" She snatched the money from the man and wanted to force it into Wang Jue's hand, but Wang Jueyun dodged it lightly.
"Come on, I'll also negotiate a deal with you." Wang Jue also handed over a stack of money, and raised his chin to stare at the row of jewelry display racks, "For the same price, I ask you to buy some peace."
The little fat man's father's face turned black, as if he wanted to rush up and hit someone, but Wang Jue was not afraid, and he still looked cynical. After a long stalemate, the middle-aged man who was kicked in the stomach just now came out to be a peacemaker. The little fat man's father was as fat as his son, and in a real fight, he could only be a human sandbag. Ruthless and itchy, he dragged his wife and children away.
The crowd of onlookers dispersed, Wang Jue patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, wanting to say thank you, but as soon as he patted it, the man's back bent even more, and his face turned pale.
"What's wrong, big brother?" Wang Jue asked, "Did you kick your guts? That kid is like a blind bear, so don't let him kick him."
The middle-aged man was sensitive to that word, and his expression changed: "It won't break, it won't break...it's not that serious..."
After paying the bill and walking out of the supermarket, a heavy rain came unexpectedly. Wang Jue braved the wind and rain to carry the supplies back to the car, his hair was completely wet. Wen Xiaobu took out a few pieces of tissue paper with his mouth with great effort, jumped on top of Wang Jue's head non-stop, and lay down to wipe it for him, so cute.
Wang Jue squinted his eyes to enjoy, clearly felt the weight on the top of his head, and felt the special feeling of putting the whole world on his head. Guessing that Wen Ai had wiped it almost, Wang Jue suddenly lowered his head, caught a small group of cats that fell, held her head and covered his face with a mad kiss, and said to himself: "Baby, my baby, why are you so caring?" Well, brother likes you so much that he doesn't know how to like you."
Wen Ai kicked four short legs indiscriminately, kicking Wang Jue's lips and cheeks, limply and without the strength to refuse, it was like a delicate touch and response, which provoked an intensified kiss.
When Wang Jue's sudden burst of love finally stopped, Wen Ai spread out in his palm, unable to move at all, so he could only let Wang Jue bury his face in his soft and sensitive belly, arching back and forth, screaming There were faint meowing sounds, very pitiful.
Wang Jue: "Baby, when will you turn back into a human? I haven't hugged you for a long time."
Wen Ai ignored him, it was obviously only a day or two.
Wang Jue rubbed endlessly, rubbing the hair on Wen Ai's abdomen into locks, exposing the soft skin surface. Wang Juezhen explored with lips and kisses, and suddenly came across a small protruding meat point. She had a vague idea in her heart, and before she had time to go deep, her tongue couldn't wait to get there first.
lick-
Wen Ai trembled all over and became stiff.
Wang Juemao suddenly opened, his eyes were full of evil spirits, he stuck his tongue back on what he wanted to withdraw, pressed his mouth down, and took a hard sip—
"Meow!" Wen Ai bounced the whole cat upwards, desperately twisting her chubby body, under the great shame and stimulation, she managed to turn over in one bone, stumbled off Wang Jue's hand, and stuffed her head into it. In the seam under the back of the co-pilot's seat, he curled up into a ball with all his strength and did not move.
"Baby, are you shy?" Wang Jue poked the chubby little butt with his fingers, "It's not that I haven't eaten it before, how could it be more reactive to become a cat?"
"Meow meow!" Just because it is the original form, it is even more embarrassing!
Wen Ai planed forward with his back feet, shrinking even tighter.
Wang Jue figured out his psychology closely, and many coded things sprung up in his mind, such as cotton swabs, grass stalks, peeled cucumber strips...
Wang Jue shook his head, stopped quickly, reined in before he completely became a pervert, and finally glanced at Wen Ai's little fat ass, and started the car.
After driving for about ten minutes, a Bentley appeared in the rearview mirror, with a coquettish sign on the front. Coincidentally, the strange family in the supermarket was sitting in the car.
Bentley was getting closer and closer, and Wang Jue didn't care too much about it. He probably had to overtake, but Bentley followed him for a while, and the front of the car suddenly tilted to the right, almost brushing his off-road headlights, and jumped right in front of him.
Wang Jue's scalp went numb, his heartbeat rose rapidly, he braked sharply, and the distance between him and the Bentley's buttocks was still shrinking in the rainy and slippery road, and he was about to hit him. The momentum of the rear-end collision suddenly stagnated, and finally he slowly opened up the distance , narrowly avoided an accident. Wen Ai was thrown out by inertia, and hit the bottom of the seat like a ball, making a loud noise, followed by the sound of him being in pain.
Wang Jue picked him up with one hand and put him on his lap, stroking and comforting him, coaxing him softly, but the hand holding the steering wheel was full of veins, and a burst of anger secretly surged under his handsome face.
Wen Ai was keenly aware of his emotions, and regardless of the past suspicions just now, she licked his hand vigorously.
Wang Jue's face softened, and he rubbed the fur under his hands: "Don't worry, he doesn't want to die, we want to die. I'm acting like a fool, and I'm also a fool."
Wang Jue slowed down and stayed far behind the Bentley, never letting the Bentley drive out of his sight.
The further we drove, the rain became more torrential, the black clouds hung low, and the wind was blowing fiercely, and the wipers swayed with difficulty.
A dull rumbling sound squeezed in through the crack of the window, Wen Ai stood up, wagging his tail uneasily.
"Don't be afraid, you won't be hit by thunder." Wang Jue turned on the music, feeling a little anxious for no reason.
Wen Ai lay down on his lap again, and as soon as he closed his eyes, a series of booming sounds came again, and one sound was louder than the sound, wave after wave. The puppy doll on the car shook its head, and in a very short period of time, the range quickly stretched to an unprecedented size. At the moment when the head was about to be thrown away, there was an earth-shattering loud noise in the distance, and Wang Jue obviously Feel the tremor of the earth, this is definitely not thunder, it is a landslide!
In the violent turbulence, Wang Jue stepped on the emergency brake for the second time today, but all four tires of the off-road vehicle had left the ground. He made a decisive decision, regardless of Wen Ai's struggle, clamped him into the pillow that was folded in half, and tightly protected the pillow in his arms. Once there was an impact, his body would be Wen Ai's meat shield.
The wind whipped up earth and rocks, smashed the windows of the car and crackled, and the mud and fog covered the sky and covered the sun and woven into a net, which fell on the car and turned into thick mud, instantly swallowing the bright world in the windshield, and the inside of the car was plunged into darkness in an instant. The faint cold light of the dashboard remained.
Wen Ai struggled to pull out his upper body, hugged Wang Jue's sweaty neck, and cuddled tightly together.