The cat meowed twice in Duan Ye's hands, and Luo Qingyuan silently reached out and covered the cat's little head.

The kiss became more intense.

They didn't stop until they were both a little out of breath.

Duan Ye patted her bottom: "Good girl, go take a bath."

Luo Qingyuan blushed and quickly ran away.

Duan Ye laughed for a while, then picked up the cat and went to find the box.

If Luo Qingyuan likes it, he can keep it; he doesn't dislike cats.

When Luo Qingyuan came out after taking a shower, she saw that Duan Ye had already set up a simple cat bed for the little orange cat. There were clothes piled up in a cardboard box to keep it warm.

Not only that, but I also went downstairs to buy cat food and goat milk powder. I put them on the ground, opened the packages, and found the cat already full and curled up asleep.

Duan Ye, on the other hand, sat on the sofa to rest.

Luo Qingyuan walked over with a smile, sat directly on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and rubbed against his neck, making Duan Ye's heart flutter.

Duan Ye put his arm around Luo Qingyuan, his hand reaching up to touch her, and asked thoughtfully, "Not wearing anything?"

Luo Qingyuan snuggled into his arms and whimpered, "I've already taken a shower, I don't want to wear this."

Duan Ye ruffled her hair, his tone becoming much more indulgent: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to wear it, you won't wear it at home anymore." Hmm, that's quite convenient for him.

I've been sharing a bed with Duan Ye for several months now.

Luo Qingyuan could guess a little of his thoughts. She couldn't help but feel shy and a little expectant, so she hugged Duan Ye even tighter.

Duan Ye picked the person up and carried them to the bedroom.

"Grandma's here tonight, I reminded you to keep your voice down."