Chapter 369: Bullying of cute cats is prohibited 16

He stared blankly at Mingnan who was clinging to his palm, and his heart felt like it was hit hard by a kitten, and it was beating non-stop.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you drunk?"

Mingnan laughed twice in a depressed tone, "No, I just feel a little dizzy."

205: [Hee hee~]

Ning Jue took a deep breath and pinched his brows, "Then I'll help you sit on the sofa, okay?"

Mingnan raised his eyes blankly, as if he didn't understand, and stared at him for a long time.

Ning Jue raised an eyebrow, leaned down slightly, put his hands on his knees, looked at her at eye level, and repeated, "Go to the sofa and rest, okay?"

Ming Nan smiled brightly and put his hands around his neck, "Handsome brother, you are so handsome."

At such a close distance, their breathing intertwined and became indistinguishable from each other.

Ning Jue's heart skipped a beat, then started beating rapidly. He felt that something was about to happen that he couldn't control.

But after drinking, he was in a relaxed state and his reaction speed was slower than usual, so he didn't have time to dodge.

The next second, warm and soft lips pressed down upon me——

His eyes suddenly widened, his mind trembling.

The kiss did not land on his lips, but only touched the side of his face like a dragonfly skimming the water and then left.

But the ripples in the lake of my heart took a long time to subside.

After kissing Mingnan, Ning Jue let go of her hand without any reluctance. Ning Jue subconsciously grabbed her wrist and said in a hoarse and suppressed voice, "Mingnan, do you know what you are doing?"

Mingnan tilted his head to look at him, and the next moment under his gaze he turned back into a little white cat, squatting on a chair and meowing.

Ning Jue: “…”

My enthusiasm was completely washed away by a basin of ice water.

For a moment he couldn't find any words to describe his feelings at the moment.

If I had to put it simply, he was like a balloon that was about to explode, but suddenly the air was let out and he collapsed in an instant.

"Meow?"

Unfortunately, the culprit was unaware of this and seeing that he ignored her, she stretched out her claws to push his hand away in dissatisfaction, turned around and lay down on the chair, leaving him with a cold look at the back of her head.

Ning Jue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he couldn't get angry with her, so he was just helpless.

He grabbed the cat in his arms and patted her thigh gently. "You are not a demon, you are my creditor."

Ming Mao Mao doesn't understand.

Mingmaomao doesn't want to care.

She tilted her head into Ning Jue's arms and closed her eyes, her tail hanging on his wrist, swaying intermittently.

Ning Jue felt both love and hate for her. He grabbed her tail and wanted to pinch it hard, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He just touched her lightly and let her go.

He carried Mingnan back to the living room, put her on the sofa, tapped her head and said, "Go to sleep."

Then he turned around and went to clean up the dishes.

He had just put the dishes into the sink when he felt something hit his calf.

When he turned around, he found his cat squatting behind him, butting his legs with its little head.

Ning Jue was amused. He half-knelt on the ground, turned around, stroked her chin, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Mingnan said nothing. He held his wrist with his claws and started biting his fingers.

"He was really drunk."

Ning Jue watched for a while and thought he should keep some evidence, so he took out his phone, turned on the video, and called out in a coaxing voice: "Murmur——"

Mingnan paused and looked up at him.

Ning Jue curled the corners of his lips slightly, and pinched Mingnan's chin twice with his slender index finger. Mingnan immediately lay down, holding his hand and grinding his teeth.

Ning Jue glanced at the screen and recorded everything clearly.

He clicked Save and renamed the file: Evidence of Murder.

After doing all this, he picked up Mingnan and put him back on the sofa.

Ning Jue was tired after working all morning. He sank into the sofa, turned on the speakers, and played some soothing music.

Mingnan chewed her fingers beside him for a while, and maybe she was bored, so she pushed him away with her paw, shook her fur, stood up, and walked towards him with elegant cat steps, stepping on Ningjue's legs.

Ning Jue tilted his head and looked at her lovingly, while with his other hand he skillfully picked up the phone and turned on the camera.

Mingnan walked to his flat belly and started stepping on it.

Ning Jue's throat rolled, and he rubbed Mingnan's head. He smiled and said, "When you sober up and see these evidences, will you want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into?"

He thought about it and felt that it was more likely that the other party wanted to silence him.

then--

He recorded one more video.

Mingnan was completely drunk and tired from playing, so he just fell asleep on his abdominal muscles.

Ning Jue was also a little sleepy. He lay on the sofa, turned off the speakers, and slowly fell asleep while stroking the cat.

…

Ning Jue was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

He opened his eyes and saw a pile of packaging bags at the door. Jin Lai was squatting behind them changing his shoes.

After changing, he picked up the bag and walked into the house. After taking a few steps, he raised his eyes and met Ning Jue's gloomy gaze.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Ning Jue suddenly made a gesture to keep quiet.

"ah?"

Jin Lai blinked blankly, and looked down along his line of sight——

Oh, his ancestor is lying on his belly.

Ning Jue even covered her ears with her hands.

Jin Lai: “…”

Is it that serious? Huh? Is it that serious?!

He rolled his eyes and stood there in silence for a while. Suddenly, the big bird spread its wings and approached stealthily, carrying a bag.

Then place it carefully on the tea table, trying not to make any sound.

Ning Jue didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the ridiculous and exaggerated performance.

After everything was put away, Jin Lai straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief, raised his chin at him, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

Ning Jue nodded.

He stood up, gently picked up Mingnan and put her on the sofa, then put on his slippers and went to the kitchen to talk to Jinlai.

As soon as the door closed, Jin Lai immediately said, "No, what did you want to do by suddenly calling Xiaoya to buy some girls' clothes? Are you in love?"

"You also bought her a cell phone and a card. No, you're not going to force her to have sex with you? Cut off all her contact with the outside world, so that you'll be the only person in her address book from now on?"

As Jin Lai spoke, he became excited and his eyes lit up.

Ning Jue: “…”

He crossed his arms and stared at him coldly. He waited until he finished speaking before saying unhappily, "Stop reading those melodramatic novels."

Jin Lai: “…Oh.”

"No, you don't have a beautiful wife, why would you buy these things? You can't wear them yourself..."

As he spoke, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and looked at Ning Jue with a strange expression, "Well, I respect your personal preferences, but... isn't it a little small for you?"

Ning Jue: “…”

He took out his cell phone and tapped rapidly on the screen.

Jin Lai asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Ning Jue said expressionlessly, "Searching the most famous mental hospital in this city."

Jin Lai: “…”

"you go?"

Ning Jue said with a half-smile: "No, you go."

Jin Lai: “.”

Ning Jue put away her phone, leaned against the door with her arms folded, and whispered, "I'm not in love right now, nor do I have a beautiful woman to hide, but I do have someone I like, and I want to live with her, so I've prepared some things in advance. And, if I wasn't afraid of being photographed by paparazzi, I would have bought them myself and wouldn't have asked you to deliver them."

Jin Lai was so surprised that his eyes widened. "Ah? You have someone you like? Who is it?"