Immortal Loves Cat Also

"Uh huh." Qingwu nodded hurriedly for fear that he might repent, but before she finished sending her breath, Wen Yue said in embarrassment: "I can't touch you here. Where can I touch you? What if you're angry next time? How can I comfort you? "

He paused for a moment. Without waiting for Qingwu's answer, he smiled and said, "when Wen Xiaomiao blew up her hair, I smoothed her hair like this."

Qingwu blinked and suddenly became shy, but she couldn't help smiling at the corners of her lips. She pretended to meditate for a while before muttering, "you... You pinch my palm?"

Before the voice fell, her ears were red.

"Pinch your hand?" Wen Yue's eyes moved slightly and asked with some hesitation, "like pinching Wen xiaomeow's claws?"

"Almost." Qingwu coughed lightly, and her palm was itchy. She couldn't help curling up her palm in her sleeve and scratching her fingertips gently, but it didn't seem to solve the slight itching.

She suddenly knew that only Wen Yue could solve this mild itch.

So Qingwu spread his palm towards Wen Yue and said solemnly, "try it first."

Wen Yue slightly raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on her palm. For a moment, Qingwu's palm trembled slightly.

Unlike Wen Xiaomiao's meat pad, her palm is white and pink. He can wrap it with one hand. It just looks very soft.

"OK, I'll try." He sank his voice and answered. He raised his hand and covered it. The palm was close to her. The heat was transmitted. He paused for a moment before continuing his action. After wrapping the whole palm of her hand, he gently squeezed the palm of her hand.

It was as soft as expected.

Wen Yue's eyes softened and his heart softened.

"How... How?" Qingwu subconsciously licked the dry lips of his hair and asked softly.

Wen Yue looked up at her. "Shouldn't I ask you this question?"

"Ah?" Qingwu was stunned.

"I have to ask you, are you still angry with me?"

"I haven't been angry for a long time."

"Oh?" Wen Yue chuckled and glanced at the back of her neck. "That means it's useful for me to pinch your back neck."

Qingwu trembled and thought of the feeling of crispness. Although it was strange and comfortable, she didn't want to be exposed now, so she quickly shook her head and said, "no, no! I'm ticklish! "

"All right." The more Wen saw the resistance on her face, it seemed a pity, but he still said, "then I'll change my way in the future. When you're willing to let me touch the back of your neck, I'll touch it."

"Uh huh." Qingwu nodded hurriedly, but couldn't help thinking of it in his mind. After that, Wen Yue seemed to want to pinch the back of her neck. In the future, if Wen Yue knew that she was Wen Xiaomiao, could she use this as a condition to make Wen Yue less angry?

Thinking about the picture that he might be pinched and couldn't help showing his tail, Qingwu felt very ashamed.

She quickly shook her head and threw away these unrealistic visions.

Wen Yue always looked at her movements with a smile. Especially when he saw that her ears were suddenly more red, his smile deepened a little.

"Qingwu? What's the matter with you? " As soon as a Feng came over, he saw Qingwu shaking his head and asked puzzled.

Qingwu quickly took back his hand, shook his head, coughed softly and said, "nothing."

"Wen Yue, he is the ah Feng I told you. Ah Feng, this is Wen Yue." Qingwu introduced them, and then looked at the two people behind ah Feng. Jiang Ren looked in a trance. It seemed that he hadn't calmed down from Jiang Miao's things, and Jiang Yuan Dynasty Qingwu nodded slightly.