Subordinate Doting - Chap 109
This is called firefighting, Ji Tingyu knew it, but all he could think about was He Zhuo teaching him how to fight with a gun in the bathroom just now.
With the cigarette in his mouth lit, He Zhuo let him go, pushed him to a place where the smell of oil smoke could not reach, and continued talking to the secretary as if nothing had happened.
Ji Tingyu held the cigarette in his mouth blankly and forgot to smoke for a long time.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him, but the blood in his chest suddenly started to boil, stimulating him so much that he rushed to He Zhuo, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and kissed him!
”Hmm.”
Before He Zhuo hung up the phone, his mouth was sealed.
I felt the soft tip of the tongue teasing me shyly but actively. I wanted to kiss it, but I didn’t know how. I could only touch it like a small animal.
His breathing suddenly became heavier and heat rushed downwards.
The secretary couldn’t hear his voice in the receiver, so he called him tentatively: “Mr. He? Are you still there?”
”Beep.” The phone was hung up.
He Zhuo held Ji Tingyu’s waist and pressed him against the sink.
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As soon as the kiss ended, the face was already clumping.
Ji Tingyu felt embarrassed at this time and turned around to run away, but He Zhuo caught him and forced him to drink a bowl of noodle soup, and then picked some green vegetables and pig tails for him to eat.
The greens were airlifted in early in the morning, and the pig’s tail was stewed in a casserole at noon. It’s just right to eat now, soft and boneless.
Ji Tingyu was chewing the pig’s tail and it was delicious. He said to He Zhuo, “When I was a kid, my mother never let me eat pig’s tail. She said that every time I ate it, I would lift my tail up and wag it around.”
At that time, he was just four or five years old. He had just learned to transform into a human form and did not know how to fold his tail. For convenience, he wore open-crotch pants with a small round hole on his butt to hold his tail.
Ji Tingyu was very cool when he was young. Even when he wore open-crotch pants, he was still a cool kid. His little furry tail hung modestly on his buttocks and hardly swung when he walked.
But for some reason, he became inexplicably excited once he ate the pig’s tail. His little furry tail stuck up high and kept shaking like a clockwork spring. He also put his hands beside his legs and wobbled around like a penguin walking.
He Zhuo put down his chopsticks and listened attentively to him talking about these little things.
Whenever I think of him twisting his hips and pretending to be a penguin, I find him so cute and I regret not spending two more years with him.
If they had stayed together for two more years, perhaps they would have recognized each other at first sight when they met again in their previous life. Would that have led to a different ending?
He Zhuo’s thoughts drifted away, and he raised his hand to stroke the soft rope around his neck.
Hanging on the rope was the stone that was reborn with him, the stone that the kitten held in its mouth before it was burned to death in the fire in its previous life, and their so-called token of love.
”What is this?” Ji Tingyu asked curiously.
He Zhuo lowered his eyes and struggled to organize his words.
”I lost a very important person once. We had three years together, but this stone and a ball of burnt hair is all he left me with.”
”I once thought I couldn’t survive, and I really couldn’t survive until I met you.”
Ji Tingyu froze and put down the pig tail in his hand.
”He must be a very good man…”
I’m glad you remembered me for so long.
”Of course, he is excellent and dazzling.”
He Zhuo kept looking at him while saying this, his silent eyes were like an ancient river, flowing with endless sorrow.
Ji Tingyu didn’t notice anything unusual, nodded and continued eating.
He did not ask He Zhuo who that person was or what their relationship was.
He respected He Zhuo’s past, and he would never doubt that He Zhuo was using him to remember or miss someone.
Because Ji Tingyu knew that he was not like anyone else, and no one could replace him.
The reason why he and He Zhuo fell in love was simply because they were deeply attracted to certain unique qualities in each other.
Instead of ridiculous mourning, atonement, confession, concealment… that’s disgusting.
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Ji Tingyu had a small appetite and felt full before he finished eating just one pig tail.
He Zhuo saw that he was worried because he was full, so he took the food and helped him eat it.
”Don’t you dislike me?” asked the kitten.
”I’ve eaten everything, so what am I complaining about?”
Ji Tingyu’s face flushed as he recalled the past, and he said with some vengeance, “I remember you disliked me when we were little.”
”Well, when you were a kid, you were naughty and didn’t like to wash your face or lick your fur. You were dirty, so shouldn’t I be disgusted?”
Ji Tingyu was anxious: “Don’t wrongly accuse me! Do I just not like licking?”
I can’t lick it at all!
His current form is only the size of He Zhuo’s palm. When he was four or five years old, he was even half the size of what he is now. He was a chubby little ball of fur. If you didn’t look carefully, you would get flattened by a sitting position on the bed.
The kitten ball lay on its side on the ground, trying to lick the fur on its hind legs.
But his legs were so tiny, and no matter how hard he stretched forward he couldn’t reach it. He got so angry that he kicked hard and flipped himself over, getting a bump on his forehead. From then on he hated licking fur.
The sad and tearful history of his youth was dug up again. Ji Tingyu was so angry that he wanted to beat him up, but He Zhuo grabbed his wrist and said, “You ungrateful little bastard, you’re going to hit me right away?”
His eyes were narrow, making Ji Tingyu feel guilty.
He remembered a little slowly, and realized that He Zhuo had never disliked him when they were children.
That day, after he kicked himself over, he went to He Zhuo to cry. It was He Zhuo who turned back into a big wolf and licked his two hind legs clean.
That was the first person to lick his fur.
The little cat Qiu was very shy. He lay on the ground, humming when being licked, and hiding his furry little face in his paws.
It couldn’t be hidden. His hands were as small as chocolate balls at that time, and the plum blossom marks on the pads of his flesh were not even clear.
He Zhuo threatened him: “I can eat four of your claws in one bite.”
The scared kitten quickly hid its paws under its butt: “Brother, if you don’t eat my hand, there will be no meat and you won’t be full.” While saying this, it raised its two little paws as if in surrender: See, there is indeed no meat.
He Zhuo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, so he grabbed his paw and licked the dust off the pads. After licking, he put his little cat balls on the tip of his nose and carried him to bask in the sun.
