Right on Target

Xie Zhenshu slanted slightly, leaning against the door. He followed Su Heting with his eyes, watching Su Heting blow cat ears.

The sound of the hair dryer rang and stopped in the bathroom, Su Heting only dried one cat ear. He pinched the fluffy fluff, handed the hair dryer to Xie Zhenshu, and said, "Help."

Xie Zhenshu took the hair dryer and blow the other side for the cat. Su Heting's black hair was soft, smooth and comfortable to the touch. The officer played very seriously, and accidentally pressed the cat's ear with his fingertips, and the cat's ears collapsed slightly. He moved his fingertips, and the cat's ears bounced back to their original shape.

Xie Zhenshu pressed it back, then moved it away, his expression didn't change, but his fingertips repeated like this, he was having a great time playing.

Su Heting hates being touched, especially the cat's ears and tail. No one can touch it except himself, but he doesn't hate being touched by Xie Zhenshu at all.

He caught a glimpse of Xie Zhenshu's expression from the mirror, and the cat's ears trembled twice deliberately when he stood up, causing the officer to raise his eyebrows slightly, showing a little surprise.

Su Heting dried his hair and cat ears, took the tail and handed it to Xie Zhenshu. Xie Zhenshu watched him lift up the hem of his clothes, revealing his underwear and waistline, and he still looked calm to himself.

Su Heting said: "Hurry up, we are in a hurry."

Xie Zhenshu looked upwards, it was the base of Su Heting's tail. He froze for a few seconds, tilted his head slightly, the silver light of the cross star almost flashed into the cat's eyes, and said in a blunt tone, "Blow it yourself."

Su Heting said: "No, I have to lift my pants. Your underwear is too big, not my size."

He slid his index finger into the edge of the panties, hooked the elastic band there, and made a flicking sound, leaving a faint red mark on the crotch line.

There is a specialty store in the trading ground for the clothes of beast-like splicing people, and delivery service is also provided. The underwear prepared by this family for Su Heting all comes from there. However, there are many classifications of beast-like splicing people, and the thickness of the tail is not the same, so the unified number is not suitable here.

"My tail..." Su Heting held up his underwear, with the tip of his tail up and down, "It's hard to find the right size when buying clothes."

Xie Zhenshu suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of the T-shirt, blocking it for Su Heting. He felt that the temperature in the bathroom was extremely high, making his throat slippery and his ears flushed. But the hateful thing is that the person involved didn't realize it, and wished he could show him his abs when he lifted the hem of his clothes just now.

Su Heting said: "Next time I can bring it myself."

Xie Zhenshu said: "You can tell me the size."

Su Heting stood still, read Xie Zhenshu and squatted down. The officer's shirt cuffs were rolled up a little, his long fingers gently brushed off the fluff of the tail, and dried it carefully with hot air. The cross star swayed with his movements, and the silver light jumped on the collar of his unbuttoned shirt, weakening the cold color between his brows, making him look approachable.

When facing Su Heting, he was always very focused, as if all his patience was used here, that's why he treated others so coldly.

Su Heting recalled his memories and said, "You..."

As soon as the words came out, they met Xie Zhenshu's eyes.

Xie Zhenshu didn't wait for the next article, and asked, "Me?"

Su Heting bit the tip of his tongue and said, "...I kissed me before."

The hair dryer squeaked, and the water droplets on the mirror slipped off. They squatted and stood, staring at each other in a daze.

Su Heting's waist and eyes were numb, and he said, "You pinched me again!! I won't ask any more, stop now, the stimulation signal in my head is about to jump out!"

Xie Zhenshu's fingers were slightly loose.

Su Heting was like a frightened bird, quickly picked up his tail, took two steps back, and said, "I almost crashed!"

His tail cannot be rubbed or pinched, too much stimulation will disrupt his normal activities, interfere with his central processing unit, and make him crash like last time.

Su Heting didn't want to be caught off guard, so he jumped to the clothes basket and quickly put on his pants, fearing that Xie Zhenshu would pick him up if he asked a few more questions, so he forcibly changed the subject and said, "I'm going to the trading market, do you want to come together? The Viper is there too."

Xie Zhenshu turned off the hair dryer, and the cat's toothbrush was still on the sink. There are always cats’ daily necessities in this home, but they are all brand new, just like those big white cat candies, they are all fragments of memories stored in the new world.

Su Heting said: "I'll put on my hat later—"

Xie Zhenshu put the hair dryer back to its original position, turned his head, and met Su Heting's gaze. After a while, he said seriously: "Take it."

It seems that he was afraid that he didn't understand clearly.

He repeated: "We kissed."

Su Heting drooped his tail, held back for a while, and asked, "Are we a couple?"

Xie Zhenshu said, "No."

Su Heting thought to himself: Am I quite a rascal?

He scratched his hair and said: "It's strange, I don't have any memory at all, a little..."

I have no memory of Xie Zhenshu at all.

Xie Zhenshu was silent for a while, and said, "It's all right."

Instead of saying "I remember", he said "it's okay".

The officer turned on the tap and dipped his fingers in the cool water. His bones and wrists were washed away, and the coldness returned to the brows, and his tone was firm: "I will remember it someday."

When going downstairs to eat, Su Heting was absent-minded. He found his mobile phone and sent a text message to Fu's mother. The hermit was talking beside him and told a few news stories, but neither of them responded. He couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Did you quarrel?"

The two said in unison: "No."

The hermit said, "Then you two get closer, I have something to say."

Su Heting turned back straight to his body, looked at him with his chin in his hand, and said, "Say it."

The hermit was lying on the opposite side, exactly between them. He looked left and right, and said: "I'm going to the kitten den in a while, be smart, if you encounter a patrol, you will be in trouble. But it doesn't matter, I got three licenses from the dirty words organization, that is We need to dress up."

He waves at the housekeeping robot, which lights up three electronic licenses.

The hermit said: "Did you see it? Remember it well, don't reveal your secrets. My identity is a 'seller', a person who engages in avatars, and you are a 'Missy'. Brother Xie is..."

Su Heting asked: "Who am I?"

The hermit held his head and said quickly: "Your identity is the eldest lady in the clinic!"

Su Heting said: "This identity belongs to Lulu, right?"

"Oh, it's a special time, let's make do with it," the hermit comforted, "You always call yourself Brother Lulu, it's not a good thing, rounding it up, you are the eldest lady in the mother's clinic."

Su Heting said, "But I'm a man."

The hermit said: "It's ridiculous. In the new world, men can't be big ladies? You can search the Internet and see how many people use this ID to surf."

Su Heting: "..."

This kind of electronic license basically has no real name. Like the Colosseum ID, it is a temporary document for New World. Generally, the time limit is very short, and it will be invalid when it expires. You need to go to Xingtian's department in charge of related business to re-apply. To put it simply, it is a certificate that can pass normally in the red light district on the 7th and 8th floors of the trading venue. The name is not important, but the identity details are the most important.

The hermit faced Xie Zhenshu, very attentively, and led Xie Zhenshu to look at the housekeeping robot, saying: "Brother Xie is a 'monarch', who messes around in the trading market, and is an anonymous big boss."

His three identities are not available to ordinary people, nor are they chosen randomly. There are entry and exit records on the 7th and 8th floors of the trading site, and electronic licenses are required. Each club will judge people according to their identities.

The "seller" is in the virtual body business of the Colosseum, the "big lady" is an underground clinic, and the "monarch" is an outlaw boss in the trading field. Each of them can have something to do with Viper and Axiu, and it will be easy to handle things after entering.

Finally, the hermit clapped his hands, jumped off the chair, and said vigorously, "Have you got it down? Let's go!"