Ying Cun couldn't understand what it said, but his fingertips pressed and rubbed the soft ears of the cat dumpling and stroked a thin layer of fluff on his head. The cat let him touch it motionlessly, but his wet nose moved slightly, as if he was holding back and forth, and his eyes turned back and forth with his fingers.

"It's quite clingy."

Ying Cun put on the gold-rimmed glasses on the table again, poked his hairy head, and suddenly remembered something, so he picked up the whole cat cake from the soft bed again.

Kou Qiu was caught off guard and was lifted away, and his body suddenly became longer, like ramen.

It opened its round eyes wide, and before it could recover from the stimulation brought by this breath, it sensed that the man turned him over and aimed at the dense hair at the bottom of the tail.

"Meow......."

What to do?

He noticed that his fingers were stumbled over and fiddled with the hair there. Kou Qiu was a little panicked. The hairs on his tail stood up and fryed into feather dusters, and he wanted to scratch the other party a little.

Where to look!

As a public official who serves the people, an upright policeman, is this what you did?

rogue!!

"Public."

After checking, Ying Cun put the cat in his hand down again. Seeing that it immediately dragged its still staggering steps and stumbled away from it. He only poked a pair of sea blue round eyes from behind the bedding. He looked at himself vigilantly with a look of looking at the gangster, and couldn't help but laugh.

He patted the bed and reached out his hand.

"come over."

The cat remained motionless, still looking at him with caution.

Ying Cun reached out his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"Not coming?"

......

Come, come again, this damn smell.

While thinking that he would never lose his chorus because of such a fragrance, Kou Qiu took a step forward uncontrollably because of the smell of a small hook, slowly raised his hair claws, tentatively stepped on the sheet, and his little nose moved faster.

I won't go! Public officials are so kind-hearted - fuck, I'm not a dog, why do he have to go over as soon as he calls me!

...It smells so good.

Especially after Ying Cun’s chest lace spread, the fragrance of the plants became even stronger, just like opening a can of old wine that had been covered with dust for a long time. Kou Qiu was unconsciously drunk in this smell, as if he was drunk but not drunk. He hesitated for a moment, as if a young bird was lured by a poisonous snake, slowly shaking his hair tail and staggering towards Ying Cun.

He was held up by the other party.

His clothes scattered, Kou Qiu drilled his hair into it, rubbed his smooth chest, and sniffed desperately. As he sucked, he couldn't help but lit up his teeth again, narrowed his round eyes at the flesh, and bit it.

"hiss."

Ying Cun took a small breath, but did not blame him. He just put his hand on the back of the cat's neck in his arms and rubbed it. The voice was filled with indulgence, "Little Se-Cat."

He paused, and Fang chuckled softly, "This is very similar to him."

The little police officer who was holding his clothes and sucking hard was caught, his eyes widened when he appeared in his mind again. Ying Cun's throat moved and he laughed softly. He hugged the cat in his arms upwards, and let him bite himself again, as if he was tickling it.

After thinking about it, Yingcun turned on his computer and asked his former colleagues.

【What should I pay attention to in raising a cat?】

My colleague's reply came quickly and was full of shock.

【Boss, do you have a cat?!!!】

【Um.】

[Then expose it first,] An old colleague rubbed his hands excitedly, [First see if it is a big or a small one, what kind of variety can be decided to raise it!]

exposure?

Ying Cun paused, and barely pulled out his furry head that was still burying into his clothes. He held its round face with both hands and forced his eyes to each other, "Little Se-cat, stop playing."

Kou Qiu, who had not yet absorbed enough, screamed at him softly, and a layer of water was wet in his eyes.

"Take a photo."

Yingcun pressed it down and pointed the rear lens of the phone at it. After looking at it, he pulled out a flower from the vase next to it and clamped it behind his hairy ears.

The little flower was almost getting bigger than Kou Qiu's face, and there were some water droplets on his head. Kou Qiu's hair touched the cold water spirit, and he couldn't help but open his wet mouth, closed his round eyes, and sneezed slightly.

"Autumn!"

Officer Ying sent his photo to his old colleague. The colleague's reply came quickly and said: [Boss, where did you buy this cat? The seller didn't tell you how to raise it?]

[Not bought,] Reply calmly, [Picked up at the door.]

My colleague sent a long list of crazy exclamation marks. Immediately afterwards, his WeChat sounded more frequently, and he kept ringing.

【Pick it up! Come!】

[Is this a purebred ragdoll cat okay? You see, it's so clean, there's no dirty all over your body, and the quality is very good. Can you pick it up?]

[Where did you pick it up? Tell me where I will pick up 10 or 20 of them.]

The envy in his tone was almost impossible to hide.

Officer Ying paused and looked at the cat dumpling sitting on the bed in a well-behaved sitting position.

Kou Qiu, who had just washed himself, looked up at him. Hulan's eyes were big and round, like a polished round water glass. The hair was fluffy and clean, and the white V-neck around his neck was fluffy, which was indeed not like a stray cat and dog on the street.

His fingers pinched the soft back of the cat and replied calmly: [My.]

【...】

[It bit me] The police officer quickly made excuses for himself, [It is responsible.]

The old colleague was a little confused.

[Where has it bit you? It won’t be distorted, right?]

This time, the reply came very quickly. The old colleague clicked the photo and found that the head was about Officer Ying's strong and smooth chest, and the few small tooth marks on the top were clearly visible. The bite made the piece slightly red, and it was covered with a little crystal saliva, covering it with a thin layer of water. Just looking at this piece was very imaginative.

【...】

This is a cat, this is a girlfriend!

The old colleague suddenly felt that he was showing off his affection. He looked at the master beside him who was proud and ignoring his face. He didn't even have the enthusiasm to pet cats for a moment.

He patted the sofa and tried to call, "Come on, master, come on."

The cat didn't even give him a direct eye, and he didn't glance at him, and walked straight over.

The colleague was very unwilling to accept it and tried again, and started to touch the hair, "Come on, master..."

"Meow!"

There were a few scratches on my hands.

People can make people angry to death, and cats can make people angry to death. It is really desperate.

【Speaking of this】He asked, 【Boss, do you feel okay with the Special Division? I heard that Ruan Xun is not easy to get along with.】

Officer Ruan's small and white face appeared in Yingcun's mind again, and his eyes that he did not dare to look at him, and he chuckled softly.

【Very cute.】

The old colleague almost blew up all his hair and shivered uncontrollably.

What kind of tone is this?

【However,】He slowly entered,【The relationship between his former partner Zhong Liang... is really good. It is not easy to accept you, boss.】

Ruan Xun and Zhong Liang have been together for seven years.

In fact, there are not many seven years in the world. Ruan Xun was classmates with Zhong Liang when he first entered the police academy. He entered the Special Office together in the future and was able to hand over his entire back with confidence. They have been with the Special Office for the past seven years and have handled countless cases of various sizes. In the most critical moment, they also hid behind their backs against their backs, dragged their injured arm and gritted their teeth to load the gun, and used the tip of the knife to pick out the bullet inside for emergency treatment. But even at that time, they never abandoned each other.

Even the leaders in the game knew that they were rare tacit partners, brothers for life. The word "brothers" is far more important than imagined.

But Zhong Liang is dead.

Dead in an explosion that happened half a month ago. The drug dealer who came to trade noticed their actions and installed homemade earth bombs on the car, and rushed into the warehouse with his car. The car hit the wall and suddenly ignited a raging fire. Zhong Liang was in the warehouse. He shouldn't have gone on a mission, and that day was his day off.

After the news came out, Ruan Xun, who was originally staying at home, went to the scene and rushed into the fire like crazy, trying to pull his partner out of the fire. But the fire was too fierce and the explosion continued. Several people hugged his waist and finally dragged him away. When the fire was controlled, everything inside had already turned into ashes.

After that, Ruan Xun hadn't spoken for a whole week.

But when he opened his mouth again, those who knew him understood him understood what kind of cruelty was soaked in his voice - like to tear everything apart with sharp teeth so as to use these darkness to pay tribute to his partner.

His figure was arrogant and resolute, considering his emotions. It was not until half a month later that Ying Cun had activated the transfer order and was transferred to the Special Department.

[He hasn't given up on this case yet?] An old colleague sighed, [It's not easy...]

Yingcun didn't say anything, but his eyes became darker and darker.

"Meow......"

The cat on the bed came over at some point and was rubbing his palm repeatedly with his round hair head, trying to make him touch it. Kou Qiu's little abacus was so sensible that he could lick it a few more times. This is called a business, one hand pays for the goods and the other hand delivers the goods.

The system felt that his level of pervert has risen again.

......tsk.
To be continued...