He shook his hair without hesitation and shook her over with water.

Yan Wu: "..."

This kind of revenge can be said to be... very naive.

The water droplets dripped along the long eyelashes, slashed across the cheeks, winding into the collarbone...

She closed her eyes unwell and subconsciously pulled her wet strapless breasts, without any concern for the spring scenery.

The thin fabric is sticking to the body, and the curves are revealed.

The girl's protagonist wiped away the water from her face without any consciously, opened her eyes and crashed into a pair of dark pupils.

The warm and humid mist dissipated, as if it ignited the heat in the air.

The room was silent, but there was an inexplicable ambiguity gradually rising.

Until...

She couldn't help laughing, without blushing and heartbeat.

After all, when facing a little milk, I can't give birth to any thoughts on the romance.

My hands are itchy.

Yan Wu blinked, looked at the strange and explosive hairy meow in front of her, and stretched out her hand without hesitation and rubbed it hard.

Then again, he was thrown into a face.

...

Half an hour later, the sound of water in the bathroom drizzled.

The frosted glass door is closed tightly, and the water vapor is misty inside, blocking the scene inside, making people unable to see it clearly.

There was a trivial sound in the outside room.

The desk lamp was dim and a small bag fell softly on the big bed.

The originally chubby black hair ball was nestled in it, and the old man lay on his back on the soft cushion, slumping himself into a flat "cat cake".

The sound of the hair dryer seems to be echoing in the air.

The lazy-looking Meow Boss was dozing off, and in a trance, it seemed like he had returned to a few minutes ago.

The hot wind is whistling.

Her slightly cool fingers combed his wet hair, slashed across his back, belly, and then twitched his chin...

Until every hair has returned to its fluffy and dryness, the numbness of the hair still remains unchanged for a long time.

The little black dumpling, who had gained weight again, narrowed his eyes half-squinted, and even followed the instinct of the Meow Catastrophe, and became a pool of water under the girl's hands.

As she stood up and was about to leave, the soft flesh cushion stretched out and reluctantly grabbed the person.

The girl seemed to laugh very lightly, like the wind blowing in the hot summer, it fell into her heart coolly and removed her subconscious defense.

So, unconsciously, the half-dream-and-awakened boss let out a soft and cute meow, and his round hairy head tilted, and he rubbed it intimately.

...

It's sticky and greasy for a long time.

The air conditioner suddenly became cooler in the interior.

Then, a thin blanket seemed to be covered.

Tiredness surged, he closed his eyes, shook his hairy tail, and then fell asleep lazily.

...

The little black cat on the bed suddenly woke up in shock.

The cat with its own eyeliner stared at the eyes, and the snow-white appearance was reflected in its dark eyes.

It seemed as if it had an unknown secret eye immediately became stupid and cute.

There was a dead silence.

The cat boss, who had recovered his consciousness, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, and finally shook his hair and rolled up.

The blanket slid down.

The black hair ball jumped out of the bed with a cleverness that was absolutely not in line with his fat tuanzi's figure. In just a few steps, he jumped outside the bathroom.

The furry little head stumbled, revealing a "secret observation.jpg" emoticon.

Of course, he didn't think he was angry.

But... why didn't the little guy who didn't know the rank and height inside come out yet?

With a thought, the cat boss huddled in the corner of the door flicked his tail...

Originally, the dumpling disappeared in an instant.

The tall figure of an adult male suddenly appeared under the light.
Chapter completed!