Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

At the end, Mo Zhifei was still panting heavily, and he was in a trance, in the ultimate joy, which seemed to be something he had never felt since he was a child, and it was also brought to him by his heart.

When he regained his composure for a while, he saw Tang Xin sitting on a chair, with slightly open eyes, and his lips were stretched out of shape, red and swollen, slightly parted and panting, with a silver thread hanging around his lips. , there is also a little bit on the white face...

Mo Zhifei suddenly felt that he was reacting again, but he was so ashamed that he got up and went to find a facekerchief, trying to help Tangxin wipe it off, but Tangxin took the handkerchief and lowered his head to wipe it off. Face and lips, Mo Zhifei also swallowed his throat when he saw Yunxin...

Tang Xin also wiped a few fingers clean, returned them to him, got up and walked to the back room.

With that kind of attitude, it was as calm as if he had really just done him a favor just now, but Mo Zhifei couldn't bear him to just walk away from his eyes, took the dirty handkerchief, felt his fingers were burning hot, and put it down casually After taking off the dirty handkerchief, he quickly poured a cup of hot tea and followed him into the house.

At that time, Tang Xin sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and stretched out her fingers to wipe her lips, feeling hot, numb and painful.

Mo Zhifei felt even more guilty after seeing it, walked over and handed him the teacup, coughed and said, "Xinxin, drink some water."

"Yeah." Tang Xin stretched out his hand to take it, bowed his head and took a few sips, then couldn't help but look up at him, his cold eyes were faintly stained with a faint red, and they were straight and naked again, his eyes slowly moved from his face It moved up and down, and finally stayed on his lower body for a moment.

Mo Zhifei followed him around, looked down at himself, and quickly pulled the hem of his clothes, trying to cover up something.

But at this time, Tang Xin looked away, took another sip of water, and said lightly, "Your smell is fishy."

Mo Zhifei felt that his whole brain was going to explode, and he was so hot that he almost lost his mind.

Tang Xin said such words in a calm tone, obviously without any emotion, nor did he dislike him, as if he was just explaining a fact to him lightly, but even so, Mo Zhifei still heard it The moment he said those words, he remembered the scene where he lowered his head to help him again, as if he was rushed to the top of his head by a wave of heat again, but he didn't dare to make any more troubles at this juncture, for fear that the heart would not be given to him in the future, so he had no choice but to Holding back his hold, he quickly said to Tang Xin, "I'll go out for a while..."

Then, Mo Zhifei ran out in a daze to get wet in the rain...

Mo Zhifei was drenched in the rain outside the courtyard. When he opened and closed his eyes, it was the last look in his eyes that looked at him, and the last sentence he said to himself, it was fatal...

He felt that his whole life was going to be in the hands of Tang Xin.

In the past, he always felt that a person as indifferent as Tang Xin was even lukewarm towards him. He thought that Tang Xin must also be abstinent in that respect, but he was wrong. One goblin...

It also looks like abstinence, seduces people, and kills people.

Mo Zhifei ran back after getting wet in the rain, but didn't dare to enter the house, so he just knocked on the door and asked Tang Xin to bring him a suit of clothes.

Previously, he had kept his clothes here in Yunxin.

As soon as Tang Xin opened the door, he saw him drenched. He was silent for a moment, then moved his lips: "Why...why are you in the rain?"

Mo Zhifei was aggrieved and confused, "I'm so excited...Xinxinxin, get me my clothes, I'm going to freeze to death!"

Chun Xin was still numb, "...then you come in."

"Bring me your clothes, and I'll change them in the next room, so as not to flood your room with water..." Mo Zhifei continued to tremble as she spoke.

Chunxin didn't understand what was wrong with him running out to get wet in the rain when he was excited, but in order not to let him catch cold, Chunxin went back to the house to find clothes for him, and just after she came out to give him the clothes, Mo Zhifei said nothing. Holding the clothes and pushing away from the next room.

Tang Xin had to go to the kitchen again, boiled the ginger soup, and carefully brought it back to the room, Mo Zhifei was sitting on the couch, covered with a blanket and shivering, her hair was half wet and hadn't been wiped. Clean, with a look... as if he had slighted him...

Tang Xin was startled, walked over, carefully put the ginger soup on the desk, and asked him to drink it while it was hot, while he went back to the room and took a small cotton blanket, stood in front of the couch, and wiped his hair.

Mo Zhifei was drinking hot soup when he suddenly felt Tang Xin standing behind him to wipe his hair, paused for a moment, and took another sip of soup, feeling his whole stomach was warm and comfortable.

"In the future, don't run out to get in the rain." Tang Xin frowned as she wiped his hair.

Mo Zhifei smiled contentedly, "I obey."

Finally wiped his hair clean, Tang Xin took away the soup bowl he had finished drinking, and couldn't help asking him, "Are you really not going back?"

"I was going to go back, but I won't come back now." Mo Zhifei said, he wrapped the thick heart in his arms, buried it on the back of his neck and sniffed, the thick heart was itchy by him, and couldn't help but lift it up. She pulled his hand away, but Mo Zhifei hugged him even tighter instead, and snorted, "Don't try to push me away, if I really get sick, you will be responsible."

Chun Xin thinks there is something wrong with him, "It's you who is cool."

Mo Zhifei who was choked again: "..."

One thing he had to admit was that although he looked more cynical than Tanxin, every time Tangxin said those words, it made him blush and heartbeat.

Mo Zhifei didn't want to take advantage of it in vain, so he just hugged her in his arms at this moment, he mustered up the courage to touch Tan Xin's waist, coughed and said: "How about...Young Master can help you too..."

Tang Xin's ears turned red all of a sudden, and she held down his hand: "No need."

"Reciprocity, do you understand?"

"Who is courteous to you..." Tang Xin became a little angry.

Mo Zhifei was suddenly puzzled, he didn't know why Chunxin was angry, but at this juncture, it was too late for him to coax him, how could he be willing to fight against him, so he had to give way to the fried Chunxin, "Okay, okay , just leave it alone.”

This is a little bit better.

Mo Zhifei was still very happy. After all, the sweetness that Tangxin gave him tonight was unprecedented. He was excited and happy. He felt that Tangxin loved him very much, even more than he imagined. The cold little wild cat usually doesn't like to express.

But the next day, Mo Zhifei was overwhelmed with joy and sorrow. He got up early and wanted to go out and buy breakfast for Tang Xin himself. Xin pulled over and touched his forehead, Tang Xin said with a cold face, "I have a high fever."

Mo Zhifei was a little confused, and patted himself on the head, "No way."

Tang Xin slapped himself on the head dumbfounded that he didn't hit him lightly, then put his hand down again, "I'll go grab the medicine."