Chapter 89 Saved a Kitten
Xue Yijie entered the room and put the cake in the refrigerator.
The two men met Buhei who came to greet them, and Buhei disappeared in an instant. He was still as afraid of strangers as ever.
Bu Hei was a very timid person. When he was first met by Cui Jing, he hesitated for a few seconds before running away faster than a mouse. As a result, Cui Jing grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and kidnapped him back, and he was too late to run away. Those few seconds of hesitation should have been the bravest moment in Bu Hei's life.
Xue Yijie didn't even touch a hair. He picked up the cat toy on the floor and squeezed it. Cui Jing was gone. He looked around the living room and shouted:
"Can I go to the kitchen to wash my hands?"
Cui Jing's response came from the room, which seemed to be a muffled "hmm".
Xue Yijie washed her hands and found that Bu Hei was looking around.
Buhei crawled under the sofa blanket, its hair all over its body fluffy, like a pure-blooded darling, its big tail exposed outside sweeping back and forth, and its pair of jewel-like eyes under the blanket glared at strangers warily.
"No black, do you know me?"
Xue Yijie had seen a similar cat. Its four paws were dirty, its fur was white, and it died in the coming winter snow. The snow was not actually very heavy, and the plum blossom footprints were left in the thin snow, leaving a layer of compacted gray snow, which melted to reveal brown soil.
People passing by stopped and walked, and a child ran over with a sausage, took a look and left.
He dumped the cat into the disposal truck that was hauling the trash can. In a previous life.
"Is that you?" Xue Yijie grabbed it.
He ignored Buhei's struggle and flipped over its four legs. Buhei screamed loudly and heartbrokenly. Xue Yijie loosened his grip and the animal ran away, dashing to the balcony that Cui Jing had sealed off. Xue Yijie looked in that direction for a long time, opened the refrigerator and took out the cake.
"That's it."
amazing.
"She rescued a kitten."
She saved a kitten that was supposed to die this winter, so it doesn't have to wander around this winter. She will also save a puppy soon.
In the room, Cui Jing changed into her nightgown. She picked up the book on the bedside table and read the names on it.
"The Case Donald Hoffman Against Reality"" Chinese translation: "Seeing Not Reality", she read this book intermittently for a long time.
"The possibility that we see reality as it really is is zero," she whispered. "To human eyes, tomatoes are red, and crows are black."
In short, the reality of the world is debatable. Even if it is certain that the world is not real, she can still regard it as real.
She closed the book.
She still chooses to live her life at her own pace regardless of the truth.
As she just went out, her face was suddenly held in the hands of someone, and someone kissed her. She took a few steps back and was picked up and pressed against the door. Xue Yijie's hand was around her back.
"Well……"
Cui Jing was about to scold him when she suddenly felt his abnormal excitement and the softness and wetness of her cheek.
Cui Jing pulled him away and wanted to see his expression. She thought she was a bit bad. When he was holding back his tears, his eyes were red and his nose was also red, fragile and easily broken. If there was no interference with his looks, he should be successful in relationships and could make people bewitched with his masculine beauty.
Cui Jing felt that she was seduced again. She saw a piece of cake lying in a ceramic plate from the outskirts and imagined the scene where he was holding a jam scraper to try to make the pile of things look better.
So cute.
"So nice."
Whether it was the first round or the second round, he was very obedient. Cui Jing responded by slipping her hand into his clothes, passing it through his waist and climbing onto his shoulders, which was undoubtedly a signal of permission.
"Is it okay today?" He stopped suddenly.
"Well...it's ok..."
"Then I'll go down and buy something." Xue Yijie put her down and went downstairs quickly.
Cui Jing reflected on herself: Am I too fond of him? This damned male homosexual.
Xue Yijie came back again, still feeling cold from the night. Cui Jing sat on the sofa and continued reading, while he went to take a shower.
Cui Jing glanced at him, put the book down, patted the sofa, and Xue Yijie happily sat over and pressed her lips against his neck, nibbling it gently with her teeth. He had always tried not to leave any marks on her before, but now he didn't want to.
Cui Jing liked the back of his neck very much. She liked to pinch him whether they were kissing or having sex. At this moment, one of her hands was pinching the back of his neck. Her clothes were stripped off first, like a snake shedding its skin, half off and half hanging, and her bra was pulled down and stuck on her ribs.
Her cold and reserved eyes were tinged with a charming look. Xue Yijie was still dressed neatly. Cui Jing said with some displeasure:
"Take off your clothes."
After taking off his clothes, he was not as handsome as he was in the coat. He had a tight waist, distinct abdominal muscles, and his pants were loosely wrapped around his waist. The blood vessels at his hips were thin and clear, extending down.
She had felt the strength of his waist.
Cui Jing's scalp tingled. The male protagonist had a lot of money to spend. Making love was something that required just the right amount of effort.
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Xue Yijie only bit her skin twice and she cried out in pain. He knew that Cui Jing was more delicate in bed than outside of it. "I'm sorry."
"Cui Jing! Cui Jing! I like you so much."
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Cui Jing put one hand over her face to block out the light from above. When she thought about having to give Xue Yijie a "reward" later, she felt like being a black-hearted boss who only enjoyed the work without paying any reward.
After some trouble, she began to think about the single life of her fingers in the second half of her life. Raising large dogs is not easy, but she is still pretty well-behaved. She stopped even when she said she stopped, but she was a little out of control in the middle.
She had arrived.
And he has not yet been paid.
There was a decadent scent in the air. Cui Jing pushed her sweat-soaked hair that was sticking to her neck to one side. In sage mode, she really wanted to take out her cell phone to check the stock market or light a cigarette.
Xue Yijie was still waiting.
It looks like an obedient puppy, and the puppy doesn't like cigarettes either.
"Sit down."
Cui Jing looked around a little restlessly and saw the cigarettes on the coffee table.
"Don't you want it?" Xue Yijie asked.
"Forget it, I don't think I saw a lighter. And you don't smoke, do you?" Cui Jing didn't want to give herself an addiction. "Aren't we going to continue later?"
"Yes, I will continue. But you can smoke if you want." Xue Yijie handed her the cigarette like last time, "It's okay in moderation, and I smoke."
Cui Jing was a little surprised.
Xue Yijie asked: "Are you surprised?"
"I just thought you might not look like a smoker." Cui Jing said, "No lighter."
“There’s a gas stove.”
"Then go ahead." Cui Jing threw the cigarette box to him jokingly, and he got up awkwardly to light the gas stove.
Cui Jing put the lit cigarette between her lips and took a puff, feeling as if she were floating in the air. She climbed onto Xue Yijie's shoulders and sat on him, resting one hand on his shoulder, while thick, choking smoke emanated from her white lips.
The smoke under the lamp is purple, and the incense in the incense burner is winding like it.
She leaned on his body with her head tilted, somewhat weakly. The sweat on his body stuck to her hair. She placed her hands behind his back, the cigarette light on her fingertips was dim, and the ash was shaken down bit by bit and scattered on Xue Yijie's back.
Cui Jing was even more tired. She laid her head on his shoulder, took a puff of cigarette, and when she was about to exhale, he suddenly turned her head over and kissed her deeply.
A puff of smoke lingered between lips and teeth.
He increased his strength and kissed her hard at the same time. In the chaos, the cigarette from Cui Jing's fingertips burned his naked back, but he continued to kiss her deeply without any change in his expression.
"I like you so much, Cui Jing."
One night of absurdity.
"Cui Jing, do you like me?" He seemed to be asking her something.
"Hmm?" Cui Jing picked up the cigarette between her fingers in a daze and found that it had gone out. She stared at the extinguished cigarette butt for a while, then her senses returned and her expression became clear.
Her voice was hoarse and sexy as she opened her mouth: "Did you get burned?"
"It's okay." Xue Yijie hugged her. Cui Jing didn't respond to him because she fell asleep.
Cui Jing woke up in the middle of the night, with a glass of water on the head of the bed. The water was extremely sweet when it was poured in one mouthful. The person who was sleeping by the bed disappeared. Cui Jing thought about the clothes in the dryer and walked out of the bedroom.
The balcony was lit with an orange light, and Xue Yijie, who was wearing a single layer of clothing, was slowly lifting Buhei up. Buhei seemed to be struggling weakly. His figure was very dark, but still clear, and the shadows of the person and the cat overlapped on the ground.
He kissed it was not black.