After practicing Taekwondo, Wang Jue walked out of the gym sweaty, took out his mobile phone and called Wen Ai.

"Baby, I'll be back right away. If you want to have supper, my husband will bring it to you."

Wen Ai: "No, there are pot stickers at home. I bought them in the afternoon. We will eat them warmly later."

"The old bald family? Baby, you really...went so far on a hot day to buy it for me. I am so **** happy. What kind of **** luck I went to meet you at the beginning!" Wang Jue said harshly. Take a sip, "Wait for me, baby!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jue was about to float up when he walked. After thinking about the fork in the road, he turned into the night market.

There are many residential areas in this area, and there is an art school next to it. During the day, it is a quiet street, but it will be noisy at night. Without any time to wander around, Wang Jue walked towards the convenience store with a clear purpose, passing by a rice noodle stall, and stopped taking a second look.

He met Wen Ai last year here.

At that time, he left the public elective class, and bought some supper by the way. After he bought it, he carried it back to school, and brushed Weibo while walking. He was already a well-known illustrator on the Internet, and he took time to interact with fans every day.

Walking with a mobile phone is easy to bump people, Wang Jue consciously stepped aside, and his light accidentally swept to the ground, shocked, and quickly took back the foot he was about to step on.

A gray hair dumpling was curled up on the ground, round like a ball. Wang Jue squatted down and poked. The hair dumpling meowed and raised his little furry head. It looked a bit like fold ears, with a light gray pattern from His forehead spread to his entire back, his limbs and belly were white and snowy, his slick eyes were round and big, the corners of his eyes drooping slightly, and his two small ears were still drooping softly, watching how innocent he came.

Wen Tuantuan is only ten days old. He just opened his eyes today, seeing everything is strange, arching around excitedly, dragging his small body around the house. Shu Bei, who had turned back to his original form, went out to search for food and had not returned. There was a gap in the window. Wen Tuantuan squeezed out playfully, passed the anti-theft net perfectly, and fell straight downstairs. Fortunately, I lived on the second floor, and I didn't have any problems with it, but I still smashed it to pieces.

At this moment, Wen Tuantuan looked at Wang Jue dizzyly, his body ached, and his small eyes brought grievances. When Wang Jue was scratched by cats when he was a child, he never waited to see them, but when he was pitifully looked at by the little milk cat, the sympathy that had been silent for many years began to overflow.

Wang Jue held it up carefully, it was so small, only half a slap.

"It's too small, it's more than just a cat who has just given birth."

Wen Tuantuan lay obediently in his palm, very satisfied with the warm and thick palms under his belly, and his little furry tail quietly hooked his fingers.

Wang Jue's heart was poked, smiled and scratched the back of his head, walked to the nearby rice noodle stall and asked, "Boss, is this kitten yours?"

The boss waved his hand: "I haven't seen it, the stray cat nearby was born."

Wang Jue looked around, within a radius of 20 meters, the cat in his hand, if you just throw it anywhere, I'm afraid it will soon be taken away by the wild dog. He lives in a dormitory now, and it is not convenient to keep pets...

"Little milk baby." Wang Jue lifted Wen Tuantuan up so that it was flush with his eyes. "You said to yourself, where is your home?"

Although Wen Tuantuan was born with spiritual wisdom, no matter whether it is a human or a demon, it has a growth process. It hasn't been drunk for long. At best, it is the IQ of a one-year-old child. What Wang Jue said, it listened. He was ignorant and meowed milkily, lying on his palms, spreading his limbs, spreading himself into a flat cat cake, and closing his eyes comfortably.

Wang Juele broke down and turned it upside down: "Dare you want to make a nest in my hands? Can you afford to live here?"

Wen Tuantuan slumped his ears and didn't move, as if he hadn't heard him, Wang Jue rubbed his little head with his fingers: "Is my hands so comfortable? See you intoxicated."

Wen Tuantuan was still motionless, and with just a few words, he snored and fell asleep boldly.

Wang Jue was stunned: "Hey, I still rely on me..."

The little cat didn't weigh much, but Wang Jue was heavy in his hands, pressed against its regularly undulating belly, feeling its warmth and freshness, suddenly became addicted, and couldn't bear to spoil this feeling.

So Wang Juetan proceeded and entrusted Wen Tuantuan all the way back to the dormitory.

"Hello, sir. It is ninety-nine yuan and eight. Do you need a bag?"

"No." Wang Jue took out a hundred yuan and handed it over, putting two boxes of safety suits into his backpack.

He and Wen Ai have been lingering in the illusion countless times, and he hasn't really done anything in reality, and his baby is still a flower bud.

Wang Jue walked out of the convenience store, speeded up his pace and went home, smiling all the way. The house they live in is rented right next to the Academy of Fine Arts. In fact, when he was just as a senior, he had the idea of ​​moving out, but he never took action. Later, he picked up Wen Ai and ran into him. Become alive, and after a pleasant surprise, I called the agency that night.

Wang Jue got out of the elevator, touched the key from his trouser pocket and was about to open the door. With a click, the door opened first.

"You're back!" Wen Ai greeted him at the door, holding a spatula in his hand, wearing the piggy apron that the two of them picked together in the supermarket last time, "I just saw you by the window, so I put the pot stickers off first. It's in the pot, I guess you're almost there, come and open the door again, but you are really at the door! You said how accurately I pinched!"

"It's so good, my brother is here to give you a reward." Wang Jue entered the door with a smile, pressed him against the shoe cabinet and kissed him deeply. After the kiss, he rubbed his swollen lips and asked, "Do you want me?"

Wen Ai grabbed Wang Jue by the corner of his clothes: "I haven't seen you all this afternoon, what do you think..."

Wang Jue tilted his head and pressed his lips to his ears: "Did you think about it?"

Wen Yi took his hand and walked into the house: "Come and help me look at the pot stickers. I have no experience and I am afraid of the heat."

Wang Jue stood still, looking at him with a faint smile. Wen Ai blushed and whispered: "I thought..."

Wang Jue was satisfied. Then he changed his shoes and entered the house. He hugged him and walked into the kitchen: "Did you go out for heatstroke today? Don't make a special trip for me in the future. I will go if I want to eat. Tell me what you want to eat. I Go buy it for you. Your skin is so tender, and it hurts me to death if you get sunburned. You have to shoot the sun down with an arrow."

"The sun is gone, then I will be guilty?" After entering the kitchen, Wen Ai pushed the pot stickers on the pan with a wooden spatula. "I always go with you, and occasionally I want to take care of you. You don't like it. ?"

"I like it." Wang Jue hugged him from behind, closed his eyes and sighed, "I like it so fucking."

Wen Ai chuckled.

Wang Jue turned the stove down a bit, and took the microwave oven gloves to put on him: "Be careful not to burn it, stand a little farther, and heat it slowly."

"I know." Wen Ai turned to harp on his face, "Go take a shower."

When Wang Jue came out from the shower, there were already two plates of pot stickers on the coffee table in the living room, and there was also a bottle of cold beer beside it. The air-conditioning temperature was very comfortable, while Wen Ai was wearing soft cotton pajamas and sitting on the sofa obediently waiting With him, the big chandelier casts warm lights, making it all the more warm.

Wang Jue walked over and grabbed a swig of beer. It was so good, what could be faulty these days.

Putting down the wine bottle, Wang Jue sat down heavily on the sofa, his eyes warming around Wen Ai's waist, Wen Ai picked up a potsticker and blocked his mouth first: "Your favorite food!"

"You may have misunderstood me a little bit." Wang Jue chewed and laughed, "My favorite food is actually you."

Wen Ai took the beer and stuffed the mouth of the bottle into his mouth: "Drink, drink, gag your mouth tightly."

Wang Jue directly blew the whole bottle, picked up his chopsticks and fed Wen Ai a potsticker, with his hands intimately placed underneath: "Bite slowly, there is a lot of oil inside, and it is easy to spill."

"Well, it's delicious." Wen Ai moved his cheeks and pointed at the empty beer bottle with his chin, "Are you still drinking? I'll get it for you."

"How can you really let you serve me all night." Wang Jue rubbed his head, went to the refrigerator and took two bottles over, bit them open with his teeth, and vomited the bottle cap into Wen Ai's collar. Got a ball.

Wen Ai reached into the hem and took out the bottle cap, and slammed it back at him. He did not hide. He was still happy when he was smashed. He sat back and held Wen Ai in his left hand, and took the wine bottle with vegetables in his right hand. Wen Ai leaned on his. Chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, I hope I will live like this for the rest of my life.

"Didn't your classmates ask you for a graduation trip last time?" Wen Ai suddenly thought of it, "How are the discussions?"

"Refused." Wang Jue lowered his head and leaned over to rub the tip of his nose, "I have a family, and I only go with my wife on all trips."

Wen Ai's eyes were bright: "Then where are we going?"

Wang Jue squeezed his waist: "You are the biggest in this family, and it's all up to you."

"I want to go to the tropics to pick mangoes! You can also climb the Five Mountains! Or find a quiet ancient town of Linjiang to live for a while..." Wen Ai raised his eyebrows and entangled, "But I think going to the prairie to ride a horse is also good... …"

Wang Jue smiled and said: "It's okay, you make a list, let's go one by one."

Wen Ai said distressed: "The list must also be in order, this time I always have to pick a place."

Wang Jue looked around and lifted the pillows on the sofa: "Where's the tablet? I'll accompany you to see the strategy. It will be July soon. Check out where to cool off."

Wen Ai jumped up excitedly: "I'll get it!"

Jumping all the way into the bedroom, Ipad was thrown on the bed, Wen Ai walked over and picked up his hand and said: "You have been playing for a day, take a break, I will use it now."

A thin red and white snake stood in front of the Ipad, with its tail tipped against the screen, flicking around, flexibly controlling the game, turning a deaf ear to Wen Ai's words, completely obsessed with the snake.

Wen Ai reached for it directly, and the snake hurriedly twisted to block him, shouting: "Let me finish this round! Just a while! Just a while!"

Wen Ai was deceived countless times and asked: "How long does it take for a while, you are always playing tricks every time."

The thin snake stared at the screen closely: "Give me time for a song! The kind with all the AB chorus!"

This snake was the system that accompanied Wen Ai before. At the beginning, it and other low-cultivation little monsters were caught by Best or Shu Bei to do coolies. After the illusion collapsed, it was brought back by Wen Ai.

Wen Ai sang "Song of Green Onions" silently in his heart, and at a certain point he pulled the system aside, and ran back to Wang Jue holding the tablet.

The system slumped on the bed, thinking that Snake was really lonely as snow. I thought it was sitting on 1TB of memory at the beginning. I can play whatever game I want to play. Work is easy. If I can see it, the whole year is a holiday. Nowadays, I have to use the Ipad to play a game, and it is not easy to operate. Wen Ai is always reluctant to lend it to it. In short, it is to urge it to practice.

It wants to cultivate. The key is who does it seek to cultivate?

In today's world, the spiritual energy is thin, and traditional cultivation methods have long been out of fashion. Animals gain energy by gaining the love of humans to cultivate monster bodies. But in this family, only Wang Jue is a human being, and because he is a male snake, he openly targets and rejects him in various ways! Blow the pillow breeze to Wen Ai and send it out!

What about human nature?

The system looked at the ceiling, and an adapted mmp was given to this **** real world.