Save the tragic villain in progress!

Mingri could clearly feel a heat source slowly approaching him, and Xiao Jinang's unique dry breath filled his nostrils.Obviously the other party's character is pure and harmless, but at this time, he has a bit of indescribable aggressiveness.

Xiao Jinang spoke in a hoarse voice, somewhat bewildered and at a loss: "Doctor Ming, I..."

He paused, suddenly not knowing what to say.His thumb landed on Ming Zhou's lips, and he caressed the other's light-colored lips uncontrollably. The soft touch pulled the nerves of the brain, making the unknown desire stronger.

This feeling is a bit too unfamiliar to Xiao Jinang, he tried to seek help from the main brain, so as to know the next program action, but he didn't get a response for a long time.

Ming Zhou hid his hands behind his back, and unconsciously clenched the edge of the stove with his fingertips. The cold marble countertop was pressed against his palm, touching the sticky cold sweat, and even a little slippery.His heart was beating like a drum, he didn't know what Xiao Jinang wanted to do, he only knew that the opponent's next move would probably turn into a needle, and it would be difficult to end after piercing the window paper.

A feeling of futility and powerlessness suddenly swept over the whole body. The reason was unexplainable, and he couldn't even simply tilt his head to avoid it.

And Xiao Jinang is getting closer and closer to tomorrow.He held the other person's face quietly and reverently, when he lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead almost touched Ming Zhou's eyes, and the tip of his nose seemed to touch in the air, hesitating whether to kiss or not——

Xiao Jinang obviously also realized that the meaning represented by this gesture is different from that of a hug.But he didn't understand why he had such an almost "desire" emotion towards tomorrow.

He can't figure it out...

Xiao Jinang only hesitated for a second, and the cooking pot on the stove suddenly started to boil, bubbling and bubbling, which was especially obvious in the silent kitchen.

"Goooooooooooo-"

Hearing the sound of boiling water in the morning, he woke up suddenly, pushed Xiao Jinang away like an electric shock, and then avoided a few steps in a little embarrassment.He fumbled around the cold marble countertop in a panic, trying to turn off the fire, but before he could touch the gas button, his wrist was suddenly pressed lightly.

"do not move--"

Xiao Jin'ang isolated Mingri from the dangerous flames, reached out and turned off the gas button, and saw that the bubbling pot just now calmed down instantly, like a heart that couldn't be stopped, and finally returned to its original place for a short time. Choose quiet dormancy.

Ming Zhou subconsciously withdrew his hand, and asked Xiao Jinang in an awkward tone: "Are the noodles cooked?"

Xiao Jinang glanced at the messily cooked ingredients in the pot, and said with some uncertainty: "It should be cooked."

Ming Zhou heard the words and bent over to open the cupboard, and was about to find out the tableware, when Xiao Jinang said: "Let me serve the meal, you go and sit down."

Ming Zhou's eyes are blind, no matter how many times he cooks, without exception, he will make a mess.He didn't insist on hearing the words, and stood up slowly, and then went to sit at the dining table outside.

Xiao Jin'ang found a bowl in the kitchen, filled two bowls of noodles in a strange manner, then pulled out two pairs of chopsticks, and then walked out with the bowl.He sat down across from Mingri, put the bowl in his hand, and reminded him in a low voice: "Be careful, the chopsticks are here."

Ming Zhou's mind was already in a mess, he didn't hear what Xiao Jinang was saying at all, he responded indiscriminately when he heard the words, and then fumbled to pick up the chopsticks to prepare to eat, but his hands touched the edge of the bowl, and he was scalded accidentally .

Ming Zhou was stunned for a moment, as if to confirm something, he touched the bowl of noodles with his fingertips again, and finally confirmed that the thing in front of him was not his usual set of bone china tableware, but a stainless steel basin.

It seems to be a gift from shopping in the supermarket before.

"..."

Xiao Jinang also had the same stainless steel instant noodle bowl in front of him. He didn't pay too much attention to this aspect. When he saw two identical iron basins in the cupboard, he took them out and used them.Seeing that he won't eat tomorrow, he blinked his eyes curiously: "Is it too hot?"

Ming Zhou regained consciousness and shook his head: "Nothing."

He picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and began to eat, and he didn't know what to taste. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Is it delicious?"

Xiao Jin'ang was burying his head in eating the noodles, eating one by one, and he ate it, and he took it for granted, "It's delicious."

Although not as sweet as ice cream.

Ming Zhou paused, pursed his lips and said a somewhat embarrassing fact: "...I don't seem to have added salt."

I was too flustered in the kitchen just now, and I forgot all of a sudden.

Xiao Jinang said, "It's okay, that's delicious too."

Holding a bowl of bland noodles, he ate with relish, and ate most of it in a short time, and he was not picky at all.

Ming Zhou didn't speak, he picked a noodle with chopsticks, but couldn't swallow it for a while, he didn't know what came to his mind, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to adopt that cat... The nurse said that after the infusion is finished tonight, it will come tomorrow." You can take it away, and go there regularly for treatment in the future.”

The cat's medical expenses are solved, and adoption is also a problem.

Xiao Jinang paused when he heard the words, because he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a house, and there was no way to bring living things into the energy ball, so he couldn't keep them in Ming Zhou's house, that would be too much trouble for the other party.

Xiao Jin looked eagerly at Ming Zhou: "Doctor Ming, that kitten is very cute."

Ming Zhou let out an "um" and did not speak, waiting for his next words.

Xiao Jin'ang simply got off the chair, squatted on the ground, and rubbed against Ming Zhou's side little by little: "Doctor Ming, I want to raise it, but I don't have a place to live now, can I keep the kitten at your house temporarily? "

I haven't raised animals in the morning, so I can't say I like it, and I can't say I hate it.Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, when Xiao Jinang said that he would adopt the disabled cat, he couldn't help but feel a little rippling in his heart, and lowered his eyes and said: "Take care of a pet is not as simple as you think, if you adopt it Then, you can’t afford it and you dump it back on the roadside, you might as well put it back in the first place.”

He regarded Xiao Jin'ang as an immature young man, thinking that the other party didn't know the weight of the commitment to bear a life, so he had to break it apart, crush it, and explain the truth in detail.

"If it has been wandering and disabled for a long time, it will gradually get used to it and accept that kind of life..."

"But if you bring it home, shelter it from the wind and rain, feed it and water it, and then you can't hold on anymore, throw it back to the sidewalk..."

Ming Zhou was silent for a moment, and finally uttered a sentence: "Xiao Jinang, it will hate you..."

"It doesn't feel grateful for the warmth it gained during that time, it just thinks over and over again, why does it continue to wander, why does it continue to be exposed to the rain, why does it have to pick up rubbish on the side of the road to eat... "

Who said that salvation must represent gratitude?

Like a fairy tale in the Arabian Nights, the demon sealed in the bottle is always looking forward to someone to let him out.In the first hundred years, he promised that whoever could let him out would give the other party inexhaustible glory and wealth; For a hundred years, he promised that whoever could rescue him would fulfill the other party's three wishes.

But centuries after centuries, the seal on the bottle has never been lifted, and the person who rescued him has never appeared.So four years later, the devil changed his mind. If anyone broke the seal on the bottle, he would tear that person alive and eat him into his stomach.

There is no emotion in this world that lasts forever, they are like wine, if the environment is bad, after time fermentation, the taste will change from mellow to bitter, and when you swallow it, it will break your stomach like a knife.

400 years is too long to produce fine wine, only a jar of highly toxic arsenic.

Xiao Jin'ang stared at Ming Zhou in a daze, without saying a word. After a while, he suddenly reached out and touched the corner of Ming Zhou's eyes lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Doctor Ming, are you crying?"

Ming Zhou was startled when he heard the words, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheek, but his fingertips suddenly touched something cold, like the liquid after tears had cooled down.

He cried?

Tomorrow I can't believe it.

He never cried while awake.

So he thought there must be something else.

Ming Zhou tilted his head slightly, fumbled to pull out a tissue from the table, wiped off the liquid on his face, and explained to Xiao Jinang inaudibly: "The eyes of blind people will be like this."

Xiao Jinang asked curiously: "Is it because the eyes are too sensitive?"

Ming Zhou nodded slightly, and hummed: "You can't blow the wind, and you can't see the strong light."

But now there is no wind and no light, and there is only a thick night outside the window.

Xiao Jinang was relieved, he thought that Ming Zhou was really crying.Because the posture of squatting on the ground was a bit tired, he simply put his face on Ming Zhou's lap, took the other's hand and shook it slightly, a bit like being coquettish, looked at him and asked: "Doctor Ming, can I Do you keep the kitten at your house?"

Ming Zhou's thigh is a sensitive part, Xiao Jin'ang suddenly fell on the pillow, itching so much that he couldn't help shrinking back for a moment.However, Xiao Jinang didn't seem to notice his abnormality. He put his hand around Ming Zhou's calf, put his chin on his lap and continued to ask, "Doctor Ming, can we raise a kitten?"

Ming Zhou struggled slightly, motioning for him to let go.

However, instead of letting go, Xiao Jinang even tilted his head and rubbed against his leg, his hair was soft and fluffy, his eyes were clean and bright, and his dimples were deep when he laughed.

Ming Zhou blushed, so he had no choice but to compromise, and said in a low voice, "Release."

Hearing this, Xiao Jin'ang quietly retracted his hands, and asked cautiously: "Doctor Ming, can I raise a little cat?"

Ming Zhou didn't fully agree: "...you can raise it, but you have to take care of it yourself."

Xiao Jinang felt that this was not a big problem, so happy that he narrowed his eyes, he immediately patted his chest and promised: "I will definitely take good care of the kitten."

After finishing speaking, I didn't know what to think of, and added: "There is also you."

The little cat is blind in one eye, and Ming Zhou is blind in both eyes. Xiao Jinang feels that he also needs to take good care of Ming Zhou.

【Ding!Please pay attention to the host, the villain's blackness has been reduced to 57%, please continue to work hard~]

The system's prompt sounded without warning. Xiao Jinang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Ming Zhou, only to see that the other party had fumbled to get up to pack the dishes, turned and walked into the kitchen. A phantom fell from his shoulder, finally dispelling some of the darkness.

Xiao Jinang didn't know why, but he was fascinated.

Ming Zhou seemed to notice the sight behind him, he paused while washing the dishes, and said to Xiao Jinang without looking back: "Go take a bath, it's getting late."

But he didn't say where he slept tonight.

Xiao Jinang couldn't help thinking of what happened last time, feeling a little uneasy, shook his head, and moved into the kitchen: "I'll wash the dishes, you go take a shower."

He was afraid that when he went in to take a shower, something that he didn't know would happen tomorrow, so let the other party wash first this time.

There were only two bowls, and they were almost done washing tomorrow. Hearing this, he tilted his head slightly and asked in doubt, "Aren't you going to wash?"

Xiao Jinang shook his head, but he was a bit stubborn: "You wash first, and I will wash after you finish washing."

Hearing the words tomorrow, he seemed to have guessed something, so he didn't speak.He slowly wiped the bowl in his hand, then leaned over to put it in the cupboard, and said, "Then I'll go first..."

Without saying a word, he went to the bedroom to find out the pajamas, and left a set for Xiao Jinang by the way, then groped into the bathroom.Accompanied by the soft sound of closing the door with a click, it didn't take long before there was the sound of rushing water inside.

Xiao Jinang was afraid of falling down tomorrow, so he guarded the bathroom door.Hearing the sound of water flowing from inside the door, for some reason, he suddenly squatted on the ground with his knees in his arms, and then slowly stretched out his hands to cover his red and hot ears.

No eavesdropping, no eavesdropping.

Xiao Jinang squatted on the ground against the wall, repeating these words in his heart repeatedly, because he was so engrossed that he didn't even notice when the bathroom door was opened, until there was a doubtful and tentative voice above his head, and suddenly woke up.

"Xiao Jinang?"

Ming Zhou just came out of the bathroom, his body was still wet, and he was only wearing a white nightgown.Because he didn't see the sun when he was young, his skin always looked a little less bloody than ordinary people, and it became more translucent and fair after taking a bath.

The sixth sense of blind people is usually very accurate. Mingri felt someone was outside the door, so he tentatively called out into the air.He held the door with his bony hands, his black hair drooped slightly, tiny drops of water dripped from the ends of his hair, and finally slowly disappeared into the loose bathrobe along his chest.

Xiao Jinang squatted on the ground, raised his head blankly when he heard the words, but couldn't help but fell into a daze when he saw it: "..."