Extra three
【cat funny stick】
There is a storage box in He Mian's living room, which is filled with many cat toys with the labels still on.
In fact, even the cat climbing frame he placed in the living room was brand new. Because it had not been used for many years, some dust had accumulated on it, and He Mian only swept it clean when he was cleaning.
Song Jing squatted nearby, rummaging through the box curiously. "You really like this little ball! Why did you buy three of the same color?"
She picked up one of the balls between her index finger and thumb and turned to look at He Mian.
He Mian blinked and put on an innocent look, looking at her with a smile on his face, "I like it, so I bought it."
Song Jing had long noticed that He Mian was actually quite adorable. Even when he was serious and doing things, he was adorable. It turns out that even cats can be incredibly cute when they become humans.
Just when He Mian thought that Song Jing was so adorable that she wanted to hug him and kiss him, Song Jing quickly turned around and continued to rummage through the box for cat toys as if digging for treasure.
She pulled out another cat toy. It was a very ordinary and simple cat toy with two bunches of dark green feathers on the black stick. There was also a small bell hanging on the stick, which would jingle as the stick was swung.
Song Jing took the cat toy and waved it gently in the air twice. The light feathers swayed left and right with her movements.
"Why is there still a cat toy?" Song Jing handed the cat toy in front of him and shook it twice, then raised her hand and fiddled with the feathers on the cat toy.
When she raised her eyebrows to look at He Mian, Song Jing quickly caught a glimpse of something wrong in his eyes. His gaze seemed to be fixed on the cat toy. When he realized that Song Jing was talking to him, He Mian came back to his senses and said, "I like the cat toy too, so I bought it too."
Song Jing stood up and walked in front of He Mian, looking into his eyes carefully. After a while, she suddenly raised the cat toy and fiddled with it like she usually did when teasing her daughter in the company.
The light feather brushed against the tip of He Mian's nose, and he felt a very vague touch, which seemed a little itchy.
He tilted his head slightly and took a deep breath. He Mian reached out and gently grasped the dark green feather, smiling, "Jingjing, are you teasing the cat now?"
"Yes." She found He Mian's reaction somewhat amusing, because he seemed to subconsciously catch the moving feathers with his eyes like a kitten, and even reached out to grab the feathers on the cat toy like a kitten.
He Mian slowly loosened his hand, and Song Jing waved the cat toy in the air again as he did before. As expected, his eyes subconsciously followed the movement of the cat toy in the air.
Although He Mian would instinctively catch fast-moving objects, he now knew that Song Jing was deliberately teasing him, so he played along with her.
After doing this several times, He Mian stopped following the cat toy, suddenly put his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him.
Song Jing instantly lost her balance and fell into He Mian's arms. Her hands were placed in front of the two of them, and the hand holding the cat toy was suspended in mid-air.
He Mian smiled, lowered his head, and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose. His eyes moved across her face until they locked onto her lips, then he slowly tilted his head and kissed her.
It was just an ordinary kiss, not as simple as a light kiss nor as passionate as a deep kiss, but still tender and lingering. The warm and soft touch was so familiar that it seemed to be etched into my genes.
He Mian put his hands around her waist, holding Song Jing tightly in his arms. Her tight T-shirt was a little wrinkled by him.
Song Jing stiffened her body before slowly raising her hand to cover his chest and nudging him. "I'm hungry. When will lunch be ready?"
He turned his head to glance at the bright sky outside. Knowing that she had no interest in continuing, He Mian smiled and kissed her forehead gently, "Okay, I'll go make lunch now."
After the embrace was released, before He Mian turned to go to the kitchen, Song Jing waved the cat toy in her hand again and let its feathers scratch his face a few times. Then she gave a wicked smile and immediately turned around and squatted in front of the toy box to rummage through other kitten toys.
Today was a day off just like any other day. The two of them stayed together, watching TV or playing with their phones for a while, occasionally chatting. Night fell, and even the evening passed quickly.
When He Mian finished washing up and turned off all the lights outside the room, Song Jing was already lying on the bed in her pajamas. She was holding her phone, and she couldn't help laughing when she saw something funny.
He Mian sat beside her and subconsciously wanted to hug Song Jing first, but her hand on her chest stopped him.
His hands, fresh from the shower, were very warm. He wrapped his warm palm around her wrist and looked at her puzzledly, "What's wrong, Jingjing?"
Song Jing stared at him with her round eyes. Fatigue didn't show in her eyes, but instead a look of excitement. She put her phone down on the bedside and suddenly pulled something out from behind her back, poking it in his face.
This object was the cat toy she found during the day. The feathers on the cat toy were swaying slightly in the air because the feathers happened to be resting in front of He Mian's nose. The dark green artificial feathers were swaying more in the air because of He Mian's breathing.
He Mian chuckled softly and moved his face forward, gently poking the tip of his nose onto the cat toy. The small bell hanging on the cat toy swayed slightly, breaking the silence in the room.
Song Jing glanced at him a few times, quietly looking at him. He Mian was wearing a black pajama shirt tonight. There were seven buttons on the front of the pajamas. Except for the top button, the other six buttons were neatly fastened.
He Mian followed Song Jing's gaze and subconsciously glanced at himself.
"Jingjing, do you want to unbutton your clothes?" He Mian said very proactively as he reached out and unbuttoned the second button.
Song Jing tapped He Mian's hand with a cat toy and interrupted him when he was about to unbutton the third button, "Wait a moment."
He tilted his head slightly, looking directly at Song Jing, lowered his hands, and turned the most vulnerable part of his body towards her, his expression full of willingness to be picked.
Song Jing's gaze slowly moved from his face to his neck, and she moved the cat toy in her hand upwards, from his chest to his chin, lifting his chin.
He Mian leaned back, completely acquiescing to her teasing. He tilted his head back and gasped softly. He knew Song Jing somewhat liked this way of him, actively showing weakness but not actually being weak.
The feather tickled her chin and moved up to the tip of his nose.
He Mian stared straight at her without even looking at the cat toy. He Mian felt a little hot when she played with him like this, and his ears, which had been a little cold, became red and hot.
The cat toy moved from the tip of his nose to his Adam's apple again. The soft and light feathers brushed against his skin like the wind, and this feeling of being there and not there made He Mian feel a little uncomfortable.
"Jing, Jingjing..." He shifted his gaze in a panic. This feeling was really strange yet unbearable.
He really wanted to hug Song Jing and lick her skin while absorbing her scent. But now she wanted to play with him with the cat teaser, so he couldn't do what he wanted most.
Song Jing swallowed. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she could vaguely feel it getting hot and her complexion was probably a little red. She poked He Mian's abdomen with the cat toy and asked, "Can you untie it?"
"Okay." He Mian lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. As the last button was unbuttoned, the hem of his pajamas fell down due to gravity, and his beautiful body was revealed in front of her.
The feathers of the cat toy rested on his abdomen.
Under the dim light, you can clearly see the tiny bumps on his skin.
He Mian was not as ticklish as Song Jing, but the moment he was touched by the feathers on the cat teaser, and a large area of his skin was exposed to the air, although the temperature in the room was suitable, it still felt a little cold, and he got goose bumps all over his body.
His abdomen trembled slightly with the movement of the cat toy in Song Jing's hand. His breathing became rapid and the ups and downs of his abdomen became more and more obvious.
Song Jing smiled with blushing cheeks. It was probably the first time she saw He Mian so unable to control himself because of her teasing. She felt a sense of success in her heart.
The feathers slid down from the upper abdomen along the linea alba until they could go no further. Song Jing raised an eyebrow at his reaction. He was clearly about to lose his patience, but he continued to endure it because he didn't want to disobey her.
"He Mian."
"I'm here." He responded, his voice trembling slightly.
"Do you like playing like this?" Song Jing tilted her head, waiting for his answer.
"As long as Jingjing likes it, I like it too."
Song Jing threw the cat toy aside and leaped over He Mian. The size difference between them allowed her to lie completely on him. His shoulders were thick and supported her completely.
She buried her face in the crook of his shoulder. He Mian exuded a fragrance that she loved. She took a few deep breaths at his shoulder and collarbone, just like a human would smell a cat. "So cute."
His naked body was pressed against hers, separated only by a thin layer of cloth. He Mian put his arms around her waist and turned over. His rapid breathing made the rise and fall of his chest very noticeable.
"Jingjing, I like you so much."
Humans always beat around the bush, but now in human form, He Mian can express his love as directly as a kitten, and can tell her directly with words and actions that he loves her very much.
Song Jing put her arms around the back of his neck and said, "I like you, too." Although it was difficult for her to say this, every time she said this, He Mian would be so happy that he almost lost control.
He Mian lowered his head and kissed and licked everything about her. Song Jing closed her eyes and silently accepted his intimacy. The loss of control belonged to both of them.
Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend. This out-of-control situation has lasted for a long time, longer than ever before.
As for the cat toy that caused all the trouble, it had already been pushed to the ground by them.
【Referring to a cat as a dog】
The ears of kittens of different breeds also have very different appearances. The first kitten ear headband He Mian bought was dark gray. Later, he bought a pair of black cat ears and a pair of white cat ears.
Song Jing wanted to see him wearing cat ears, so she picked out a pair of ear headbands and put them on his head like flipping a card.
She seems to have a special liking for the white cat ear headband recently. Whenever He Mian takes the initiative to mention wearing a kitten ear headband, she will choose the white cat ears.
"Are you wearing it?" Song Jing sat behind He Mian and put her hands on his shoulders. She rested her head on He Mian's shoulder and looked at He Mian in the mirror.
"Okay, put it on." He Mian turned around and carried her to the bed.
Song Jing narrowed her eyes and followed his movements, but suddenly stopped. She pushed He Mian's shoulder and asked in confusion, "He Mian, are all the headbands you bought shaped like kitten ears?"
He Mian was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded, "Yes, because I can't grow cat ears for you to touch, so I bought cat ear headbands. What's wrong with that?"
"Then are there any puppy ear headbands?" Song Jing rolled her eyes and thought about it. Many kittens and puppies have pointed ears, so the ear headbands should look similar.
He Mian frowned and thought for a moment, "I think so, but I haven't looked specifically." He arched his brow and kissed her cheek, "What's wrong, Jingjing? Are you fickle? You don't like kittens anymore, but puppies?"
Song Jing nodded, then quickly shook her head when she saw He Mian's spoiled look. "No, I like both cats and dogs. But I think puppies are cute too."
Unlike He Mian, who always lowered his voice to act coquettishly, Song Jing usually spoke in a softer voice. Even if she had no intention of acting coquettishly, in He Mian's eyes, she was much cuter when she acted coquettishly.
"So do you like puppies more or kittens more?" He Mian seemed to be stuck in this dilemma. Even though Song Jing was so cute that he wanted to hold her in his arms, he was still struggling with this issue.
If she likes puppies more, does that mean that his status in her heart might be lowered? What if he raises a puppy in the future? Will the puppy take away her love for He Mian?
Song Jing didn't know what He Mian was thinking, but seeing his somewhat bitter expression, she took the initiative to peck him on the lips, "I like He Mian better."
Even though he knew that it was just words to coax him, He Mian still enjoyed it and hugged her and kissed her affectionately for a long time.
Song Jing didn't take it seriously, but He Mian did. So she was a little surprised when she saw He Mian wearing a new headband with animal ears.
"Why did you buy a new ear headband?" Song Jing reached out and pinched the soft brown ears that were stuffed with cotton. She saw that they were flat ears and realized that they were not kitten ears. "These are not kitten ears, are they?"
He Mian bent down to let her touch the animal-ear headband better. He smiled and said, "Well, these are puppy ears." He paused and said, "Didn't Jingjing say she wanted to see a puppy before?"
He Mian raised his hands in front of him, imitating the action of a puppy sitting and raising its hands. He also wore a new collar around his neck, which was wider than the previous one, with a much larger bell and a puppy-shaped metal ornament on it.
He knelt on the blanket in front of the sofa, while Song Jing sat on the sofa, holding his brand new animal ear headband. Her peripheral vision quickly caught the tail extending from the coccyx behind He Mian. Song Jing stretched out her hand and happened to touch the tip of the tail. The scattered cat hair was held softly in the palm of her hand.
"I like it, it's cute." Song Jing said briefly to give He Mian positive feedback.
Many times, her words were just fleeting flashes of her mind, and she might not remember them the next day, but He Mian always kept them firmly in his heart.
Even if she casually mentioned which dish she liked better during the meal, he would remember her preference.
He Mian's tail swayed gently in her palm. Song Jing really liked furry things, so she used both hands to touch his tail.
The lights in the living room were much brighter than they usually were in the room together, and under the extremely bright light, his tail was clearly and thoroughly displayed before her eyes.
Song Jing hummed cutely at his words and took the initiative to hold his face and kiss him twice.
"Does Jingjing like puppies or kittens more?" He Mian asked the question again.
"Puppies..." Seeing the sadness flashing across He Mian's eyes, she changed the subject, "I like both puppies and cats, but I like He Mian the most."
She said this on purpose to tease He Mian, but she didn't expect that he really cared about this matter so much. How could He Mian be so jealous? Not only was he jealous of his daughter, but he was also jealous of an entire species.
Song Jing scratched his chin and said, "But tonight He Mian doesn't seem to be a kitten anymore, he's a puppy."
Because He Mian was sitting on a blanket on the floor, his position was lower than Song Jing who was sitting on the sofa, so he was looking up at Song Jing with his head raised.
"Well, it's puppy tonight." He took her hand and laid on her lap.
The way a kitten wags its tail is different from the way a puppy wags its tail, and the emotions it expresses are also different. However, He Mian still tried very hard to control the tail that extended from his tailbone, trying to swing it like a puppy.
He Mian himself didn't know whether it was swinging left and right, up and down, or in a spiral, but he swung it very hard and with all his heart.
As if he were really a puppy.
Song Jing soon noticed the movement of his tail. She got down from the sofa and sat on the blanket, leaning forward to watch the movement of his tail carefully. She still didn't know that it would actually hurt every time He Mian made his tail appear, but He Mian didn't care about the pain.
Why not please Song Jing with just a little pain that will be relieved quickly?
Her hand gently covered He Mian's tail, stroking the smooth tail hair.
The tail also has a sense of touch, and He Mian soon responded to her touch. He turned sideways and huddled in her arms, "Do you like it?"
"I like it." Song Jing responded softly and repeated what she said.
"Then what's the reward?" He Mian looked up at her. "Puppies will get rewards if they do the right thing."
"Then I'll give you a kiss as a reward?" Song Jing asked tentatively, but just as she opened her mouth, He Mian kissed her lower lip.
"One is not enough." He laughed, hugged her and kissed her several more times, kissing her eyelashes, kissing her cheeks, touching her collarbone and her soft waist.
His tail was long enough to wrap around his body, and it climbed around her waist and touched her belly, making her laugh.
Without the barrier of clothing, the tail touched her skin, tickling her. The hair on the tail followed his movements and touched her skin bit by bit, causing her muscles to contract and spasm.
"Jingjing, do you feel okay like this?" he asked softly, leaning in her arms.
Song Jing narrowed her eyes and grabbed his arm tightly, "Well, it's okay..." She pursed her lips and said with some difficulty. Her lips were almost dry and peeling because she hadn't had any water for a while.
He Mian stopped what he was doing, turned around, poured a cup of warm water from the table, and placed it next to her mouth. He held Song Jing's head and let her drink it little by little. Then he took a sip himself and kissed her again with his moistened lips, "Then let's continue."
…
His tail was wet by her again, and Song Jing pushed him to wash it clean, feeling shy and anxious.
The tail that had just been blown dry was still warm, and Song Jing reached out and touched it again.
I touched his tail, which had not been combed straight yet and now looked a little frizzy.
He Mian was in no hurry to retract his tail, and continued to let her hold his tail. She especially liked to hold his tail while sleeping. He turned around and hugged her and asked, "Jingjing, do you prefer puppies or kittens?"
"Alright, you're asking even though you already know the answer." Song Jing used all her strength to turn over, holding his face and rubbing it. "My favorite is He Mian."
"I like you the most, too." He Mian tilted his head and kissed the palm of her hand, then corrected her, "No, I love you the most."
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