Right on Target

The water was steaming, and the cat actually replied: "Yes."

Xie Zhenshu was quite surprised, he thought that Su Heting would not agree, after all last night the cat regarded the connection of consciousness as a "restricted activity".

Su Heting had other plans in his mind. He put his tail back between his legs, stood up from the water with a "crash", and said, "That's it. It's still early. I'll go down to eat with my hair. Do you want to come with me?"

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting grabbed the towel tightly and stepped out of the bathtub. He turned on the shower head, rinsed his hair sloppily, picked up the water and was about to run, but was carried back by the officer who "returned to normal" and dried his hair.

When the two went downstairs, the hermit was playing snake with the housekeeping robot. The fat-headed snake suspended in the living room revolved around the housekeeping robot, making its eyes shine and applauding continuously.

The hermit saw them and said, "If you don't go out again, I want to call the police. Do you want to eat?"

Su Heting leaned on the railing and turned over easily. He hooked the chair with his feet, sat on it, and said, "Eat, eat everything."

The hermit was very happy, put on his slippers and ran to cook. He doesn't have any big ambitions. He spends his days as a day. He usually spends his days camping to survive. Now that he's living here, he has let go of all his troubles and started studying old-world recipes.

When the hermit was shaking the spoon, he always looked at Su Heting with his eyes, and then he looked at Xie Zhenshu, and found that they were wearing the same shirt, and then thought of fighting Feiyi last time. At that moment, he suspected that Su Heting was in love, but Su Heting didn't say anything. He thought: Look, isn't it revealed now? The shirt is brother Xie's.

Su Heting was tired of looking at him, and asked: "What's the matter?"

The hermit said: "It's okay, I think of some news, I'll share it with you."

Su Heting said: "Say."

The hermit heated up the meal, pushed it in front of the two people, and said: "The news said that there is a pair of chartered couples who have a very good relationship and can be called model couples. One day they became obsessed with the connection of consciousness, which made the two of them skinny and very skinny. Haggard."

Xie Zhenshu: "..."

Su Heting sat unruly, Duan Shui's hand was crooked at the end of hearing, wanted to refute, but couldn't think of any other excuses, so he pretended not to hear.

Seeing that neither of them refuted, the hermit became more and more sure that they were connected in the room, so he said, "That night in the church, did you see the sofa? The people lying on it were connecting with multiple people. This kind of thing is very addictive!"

He said "Multiple connections", almost choking Su Heting.

Cats are not as knowledgeable as hermits, and their understanding of the connection of consciousness is still very pure. They don't usually pay attention to these things. How could they know that the swearing organization is so open. Holding his chopsticks, he said, "Stop! I'm going to eat!"

The hermit looked at Xie Zhenshu and said, "Brother Xie—"

Xie Zhenshu lowered his eyes and corrected before eating: "It's not group sex."

Su Heting: "..."

Help.

Stop talking!

After the two of them finished their meal, Xie Zhenshu went upstairs again, and he had to take a nap before connecting.

The hermit was so bored that he had to do the dishes by himself. He wore an apron to let the housekeeping robot sing beside him. The "v" of the housekeeping robot changed to "o", and he was going to use lip-syncing to get away with it.

Su Heting sat on the sofa alone, hesitating. Given the reaction to the last connection, he was worried that he would crash again, so he wanted to seek assistance from the sidelines. He took out his mobile phone, struggling to make a call, and suddenly heard a passionate "Song of the Rose of the Defense Alliance".

Su Heting: "..."

He said, "It's noisy."

The housekeeping robot immediately silenced and covered its mouth.

The living room was quiet, but Su Heting couldn't make a call. He held back for a while, not wanting to chat with Fu's mother in front of the two of them, so he said, "...keep your voice down."

The housekeeping robot sang softly.

Su Heting raised the phone, put it down again, and switched to sending text messages. He sent Fu's mother: Mom.

Fu Ma's reply was quick: I have something to say.

Kitten: Me.

Fu Ma:?

Su Heting frowned, his fingers paused, and his heart was very disturbed. After a while, he finished typing in one go: My computer will crash after my consciousness is connected! !

Fu Ma: Oh.

Fu Ma: The information device is overloaded, it's normal.

Cat Cub: Does it crash every time? what do I do?

Kitten: Mom.

Kitten: Hello.

— Not a big problem.

Fu Ma picked up the phone with her mechanical arm and continued to focus on the model building. She was wearing glasses and muttering words, and she forgot about Su Heting after a few seconds.

hateful.

Su Heting pinched the phone, heard "The Song of the Rose of the Defense Alliance" playing in a loop, and said, "Next song!"

The hermit said: "Why don't you go up? You sit here and we can't play anymore."

Su Heting didn't move his butt, he could only go upstairs to Xie Zhenshu's bedroom, because Xie Zhenshu never told him which guest room he should sleep in. He crossed his arms and listened for a while, unable to be as intoxicated as the hermit. He stood up suddenly, walked to the wall, saw a painting, and said casually, "I'll take a look at the painting for a while."

The hermit placed the painted bowls and said, "This painting is an antique."

Su Heting doesn't have any artistic talent, and thought: That's it? I can also draw.

The painting is a mess of twisted lines.

The cat moved closer, moved the tip of its nose slightly, and sniffed.

strangeness.

There is actually a smell of Xie Pillow Book on this painting.

The housekeeping robot slid over, interrupted the singing, pointed at the painting and shouted: "Mr. Cat!"

Su Heting: "?"

What the hell.

I look like a ball of string?

The housekeeping robot clapped its hands, looked very happy, and shouted: "Mr. Cat!"

Su Heting bent down and looked up from the bottom to see that the lines in the painting crowded around, and the two protruding corners really looked like cat ears. He flicked his tail, flicked the head of the housekeeping robot, and said, "Don't yell, just play with you."

The housekeeping robot covered its head and ran away.

Su Heting was bored downstairs, after a while, he went upstairs, only to find that the bedroom door was ajar.

Um-?

The cat's two cat ears stood up, attracted by the light shining through the gap. He gently opened the door and saw that the bedside lamp in the bedroom was on.

Xie Zhenshu is sleeping.

Why doesn't this man turn off the light?

Su Heting thought for a moment, went in and turned off the light.

The room has no windows and is like a sealed box when the lights are turned off. Xie Zhenshu slept on his stomach without taking off his shirt. His hands rested on the quilt, and a thin picture book of fairy tales was held between his fingers. Su Heting's eyes paused, and he raised his hand to pull the quilt for Xie Zhenshu. The quilt was pulled halfway, and the hand was caught.

The cat said, "Pretend to be asleep."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Su Heting asked: "Why don't you sleep?"

Xie Zhenshu was silent for a moment, and said, "It's been a long time since you came up."

Su Heting seemed to have been punctured, his eyes hurriedly escaped from his hand, and he found an excuse: "I'm watching the hermit wash the dishes... go to sleep."

Xie Zhenshu suddenly asked: "Are you connected?"

Su Heting said: "Um...huh?"

Xie Zhenshu tightened his fingers and used some strength, as if he wanted to hold Su Heting tightly. His mind seemed to be unable to see the light, and he could only hide in the darkness and speak. He can memorize countless rules and regulations, but he is not good at lying.

He said, "Connect? Stay in this room and stop staring at the hermit. I'll hold myself back, I won't bite you, I won't tear you apart... ok?"

Su Heting touched the tip of his nose, and said, "Why... I'm not a child." He blushed, but his tone was remarkable, "I'm not afraid at all."

The console lit up, and the two faced each other.

Su Heting said: "Connect first, then go online."

Xie Zhenshu turned off the monitors one by one, and said, "I will watch the time."

This time it was an experiment, so no nutrition tank was used. The console automatically went up and down, making a "hum" adjustment sound, and finally stopped at the side of the two people. Those flowing data rains become lighter in color and gradually disappear.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Su Heting consciously put his legs together this time and handed over his tail.

Xie Zhenshu said, "Relax."

Su Heting closed his eyes directly.

This time the dizziness was very small and lasted only a few seconds. A few seconds later, the gorgeous and gentle sea reappeared. Su Heting breathed lightly and entered a peaceful state, the stimulus signal was sleeping in the active area.

Xie Zhenshu learned to whisper before the invasion: "I'm coming in, don't be nervous."

He invaded the sea, unlike the first time, this time he was very steady, perhaps because he was afraid that being too fierce would arouse Su Heting's resistance.

Hearing Xie Zhenshu's breathing, Su Heting panted slightly. His lips and teeth were parted, sweating from the slight resistance. The weight of the cat was pressed against the officer, and in reality, this posture was both dependent and kiss-seeking.

Xie Zhenshu felt bad about himself again, his promises were vulnerable to cats, and he really wanted to—

I would love to kiss a cat.

This sentence is like a forbidden fruit falling into the ocean of consciousness, instantly stirring up whispering waves.

Poor Su Heting, I haven't seen a few of the banned films, and I was buried by the sound of forbidden words. It was as if he had been torn apart by the officer, and then held tightly by the officer, no matter how much he was squeezed, it belonged to the officer. For a moment, he couldn't tell where the fever was coming from.

Su Heting's toughness only existed for a few minutes, and his voice trembled slightly, and he said, "Thank you pillow book..." He wanted to take a breather, but he couldn't, his ears, heart, and head were full of thank pillow books. He was in a mess, begging for mercy at a certain moment without knowing it: "Hey...don't..."

Xie Zhenshu half-opened his eyes, trying to calm down in this way.

—but too bad.

Su Heting's face was close in front of him, frowning slightly, as if bearing his arrogance.

Can I kiss you?

sorry.

you are cute.

Xie Zhenshu is far away from cats, but also close to cats. He has always been patient, but now, in sweat, he lowered his head and asked clearly in his voice: "Can I kiss you?"

Su Heting didn't answer.

Xie Zhenshu moved his throat lightly and looked away, but his thoughts didn't stop, instead he went to a crazier place.

He's a pathetic, greedy, uncontrollable guy.

"Ding dong—"

The console suddenly rang.

"Level 1 defense has been activated, welcome."

The strong wind in the penalty area blew violently.

Su Heting opened his eyes and found that he was falling. He tightened his front and shouted in the air: "What-what-!"

It happens to be online at this very moment!

At this moment, the penalty area was under a clear sky, and Su Heting's hair was blown away, making the sun blinding his eyes. When he was halfway down, he suddenly sensed something was wrong, and shouted in shock, "Wait! Why the **** am I still a child?!"