Chapter 368: Bullying of cute cats is prohibited 15

Ning Jue's bedroom is just like him, deserted and simple.

But the bed is really big. Not to mention two people, even three people can lie on it without feeling crowded.

He put his slippers beside the bed and carried Mingnan to bed.

There was still lightning and thunder outside the window.

Ning Jue pulled Xia Liang's quilt over the two of them and shrank back inwards, pretending to be scared.

Mingnan stretched out his claws to cover his ears, [Go to sleep, don't be afraid. ]

"Well, good night."

Ning Jue put one arm around her, letting her little head rest on his arm, and gently stroked her hair with the other hand.

Mingnan closed his eyes and yawned.

She woke up quickly and fell asleep quickly, and soon her belly was rising and falling slightly.

After she fell asleep, Ning Jue secretly kissed her little cat head.

…

The storm in the middle of the night came and went quickly.

The next day Mingnan opened his eyes and saw the sky outside the window was bright. The branches were full of birds, chirping and no one knew what they were exchanging.

She turned over and climbed out of bed, and there was no one beside her.

There was an alarm clock on the bedside table. Mingnan glanced at it and found that it was already past eight o'clock. Ningjue should be making breakfast at this time.

She turned back into human form, went into the bathroom, looked around, and saw there was no toothbrush, so she just washed her face casually.

The slippers I brought up last night came in handy.

She walked down the basement in her slippers, the strong aroma of tomatoes filling her nose.

Mingnan was stunned and stumbled even faster.

"Ning Jue, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

Ning Jue laughed uncontrollably the moment she heard her footsteps.

The next second he was stunned.

It turns out this is what it feels like to like someone - whenever I think of her, my mood becomes light and cheerful, and I can't help but want to laugh.

It seemed as if she was the source of his happiness.

Thinking of this, my heart softened.

He poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "It will be ready soon. Please sit on the sofa for a while. There are small cakes and fruits."

Mingnan ran to the kitchen door and took a look inside. "Are you making scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

"Gululu——"

The words echoed with her stomach.

Ning Jue was still holding a spatula in his hand. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled with his eyebrows curved, "Well, I promised to make four dishes and a soup for you to celebrate."

"I opened a bottle of champagne. Can you drink it? If not, let's switch to drinks. Do you want soda or juice?"

I don’t know if it’s Mingnan’s illusion, but I always feel that the villa has a particularly lively atmosphere today.

She leaned against the door, holding her stomach and thought for a while, "I think champagne is the best choice. I haven't had a drink in a long time."

Ning Jue joked as he was picking at the food in the pot: "Can you drink it? You won't get drunk, will you?"

"Don't underestimate me, one cup is no problem."

Mingnan smiled and turned back to the living room.

She was really hungry, so she saw the cupcakes on the coffee table and ate two to fill her stomach, and then took two cherries to eat.

The downpour came and went quickly, and today is another sunny day. The bright sunshine shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the house.

Mingnan stood up and walked over, looking out through the glass. The originally vibrant flowers were destroyed beyond recognition, but there was a kind of chaotic beauty to them.

The endless green grass is dotted with colorful petals covered with dewdrops, which refract colorful light under the sunlight.

She felt itchy watching and wanted to go out for a run.

"Come, it's time to eat."

Ning Jue called out from behind.

Mingnan looked back and smiled, "Here I come~"

When the two of them were having dinner, Ning Jue did not put the dishes on the tea table, but took Mingnan into the restaurant.

The restaurant is simply decorated. The long table is covered with an exquisite tablecloth. In the middle is a vase with a large bunch of roses in it, red, pink and white, emitting a rich fragrance.

Ning Jue put the dishes on the table, pulled out a chair and said to Ming Nan, "Sit down."

"Wow, did you pick these flowers freshly?"

Mingnan curiously touched the petals and found water droplets on them.

Ning Jue sat down opposite her, nodded and said, "I picked the ones that are about to wither and have been beaten down by the rain. I picked off the bad petals on the outside and left the good ones. I put them in a bunch and it still looks so beautiful."

He took the bottle and poured them both small glasses of champagne.

Finally, he paused and asked Mingnan: "Do you want to play some music?"

Mingnan couldn't help but smile, raising his eyebrows, "We are having breakfast, right? How about we draw the curtains and light two candles? Have a candlelight dinner?"

Ning Jue's Adam's apple rolled and he let out a deep laugh. He raised his glass and said, "Then let's have a drink to celebrate your recovery from your injuries and your restoration to health."

Mingnan smiled slightly, raised his glass and clinked it lightly with his.

"bite--"

The champagne in the transparent glass swayed gently, reflecting the shadows of the flowers.

The aroma of wine and flowers mixed together, and Mingnan felt a little intoxicated even before he drank it.

She took a sip and felt her heart bubbling.

But she didn't know that Ning Jue, who was sitting opposite her, was not much better than her.

Those secret, unspoken thoughts became more and more active under the influence of alcohol.

He could only cover it up by picking up food.

"Try this shrimp and see if it tastes salty."

"OK."

Mingnan caught it in a bowl, picked it up and put it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up and he even felt moved.

After eating cat food for such a long time, when I suddenly tasted this familiar flavor, the memories came flooding back like a flood.

She quickly lowered her head, took a mouthful of rice and said vaguely, "It's not salty at all, just right."

She also gave Ning Jue a thumbs up and said, "Actor Ning, you are not only a good actor, but also a great cook. If one day you don't want to act anymore, you can retire and open a restaurant that will be very successful."

Ning Jue picked up another piece of pork ribs for her and said, "Eat slowly and eat more vegetables."

"Uh-huh."

“Is it delicious?”

"It's delicious. This is delicious too."

The two of them fed each other and were very happy.

Mingnan would also pick up food for Ningjue, "Don't just focus on me, eat too. You have taken good care of me during this period of time."

Ning Jue smiled and ate all the food she had picked up, saying softly, "I enjoy it."

"What?"

Mingnan didn't hear clearly.

Ning Jue shook his head with a smile, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine.

In the end, the two of them finished all the four dishes and one soup, leaving nothing behind.

Ning Jue doesn’t make too much of each portion, just enough for two people.

There was no bottle of champagne left.

After drinking, Mingnan leaned back in his chair lazily, not wanting to move at all.

Although the alcohol content of the champagne is not high, Mingnan's body is really not good at drinking.

She was in a daze and didn't even know when Ning Jue came to her side.

Seeing him stretch out his hand, she subconsciously moved her face closer and rubbed it against his palm.

It was a habit she had acquired as a cat, but she had apparently forgotten that she had changed back.

When he brushed past her, Ning Jue froze in place, even his breathing stopped for a moment.