The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

After being a cat for so many days, Chang Xiao was too familiar with Meng Zhe's embrace. As soon as Meng Zhe said hug, he naturally wanted to pass his hand over, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he felt inappropriate and hung it down. His eyes suddenly wanted to shrink back.

Meng Zhe had already taken his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, wrapped his legs with one hand, and carried him into the car and drove him out.

Mozun has a good figure and well-developed biceps. He hugged Chang Xiao, who was a little thin, without any effort. Not only that, but he still had to ask a question after hugging him.

"You are really fine, don't you need me to thank Wu Ya? I think your weight is really unhealthy."

——What a straight man's speech.

Chang Xiao flicked his hand away in panic, lifted the car curtain, and wanted to shrink into the corner when he took a step, but unfortunately he forgot what his lower body was like now, so his steps were a little longer, and his whole body was almost Jumped onto the mat.

Fortunately, Mozun's frame is luxurious, and the cushions are thick and soft, so he didn't feel any pain when he fell down like this.

If it's an ordinary person, it's fine. Chang Xiao was once the leader of the righteous way, and he has always been famous for Jiyue Qingfeng. He made mistakes again and again in front of the demon king. He only felt that all his etiquette and sage books were thrown to the dogs, and he was extremely embarrassed. Unable to hang on, he scrambled to the corner silently, sat down in a pretentious manner, staring at the ground, and Meng Zhe lifted the curtain to come in, so he pretended to close his eyes and rest, refusing to look up at him.

——But how could Meng Zhe let him close his eyes and rest?

Chang Xiao fell twice in a short period of time, and Meng Zhe had already believed that he had bad legs and feet. Although he didn't know when he contracted the problem, Chang Xiao was fine when they first met. Mozun couldn't get rid of the relationship, and now he felt two points of guilt.

"Are you OK?"

Chang Xiao's ears were flushed, and he turned his face sideways, "It's nothing...it's nothing."

But Meng Zhe saw that it seemed that nothing was wrong with him, so he couldn't help stretching out a hand to press Chang Xiao's knee, pressed it twice seriously, and raised his head to ask him, "Is it serious? I'd better ask the doctor to take a look." Bar?"

I don't know if it's because of the exercises, but the demon's body temperature is high, and the temperature of his fingers is also very high. It is passed through the thin pants, and it is warm and comfortable. However, when Meng Zhe put his knees, Chang Xiao mistakenly thought that he was signaling to Lifting up the fabric to take a look, he shrank to the side like a conditioned reflex. Hearing his question, he knew that he had misunderstood. He froze in place at the moment, Ren Mengzhe groped on his knee bone, anxious and embarrassed, and directly raised his hand Pressing it on Meng Zhe's hand, he said firmly, "I don't want it!"

Meng Zhe was taken aback by his overreaction.

Chang Xiao just pinned him helplessly, and pressed his palm against Meng Zhe's wrist. Meng Zhe could vaguely feel the thin sweat in his palm, and even the muscles that were stuck together were still trembling slightly, as if it was really uncomfortable, so Although he didn't intend to ask the question to the end, he still couldn't help saying, "Don't shy away from medical treatment. If it's a knee or tendon problem, you should see it in time. If you delay the treatment time, it will be half the effort."

——What Mozun said was too delicate and sincere.

Chang Xiao almost felt that he was still the kitten that Meng Zhe carried around in his clothes.

He pinched one of the other's wrists, and these hands have groomed him countless times in the past few days. He can clearly remember every callus on his fingertips, and even the curvature of every nail, and his favorite Put Meow Miao's head in the palm of his hand, and use his fingers to comb the fluff on his chin backwards. If Chang Xiao snored in protest at this time, Meng Zhe would pick him up and take a deep breath. Occasionally, the magic The place where Zun buried his face was not so suitable, the scorching breath passed through Mao Mao, so he retracted his paws and breathed on a flesh pad.

Of course, it will be held by the claws in the end, and then take another bite.

So he squeezed that hand, and somehow started to lose his mind.

Meng Zhe raised his hands cautiously, "Taoist?"

Chang Xiao shuddered immediately, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

In fact, after his cultivation base was abolished, he has always been afraid of the cold. When Meng Zhe put his hands on his knees, he felt too hot. Meng Zhe moved his hands away, and he wanted to sit next to him again. However, in the end, he just lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice, "It's nothing."

However, Meng Zhe took his trembling as a shiver, only thinking that he was trying to be brave, and added suspiciously, "Really?"

Chang Xiao was a little angry now.

Without saying a word, he turned his face aside and said to himself, "Since you have already taken me to the auction, why bother to pretend to miss my leg so much? Which of the things on it is not more damaged than the knee?"

Although Chang Xiao has always been calm in front of Meng Zhe, in fact, his mind is in a mess, confused and afraid, while being frightened and angry at his own instinct of wanting to get close to the Demon Lord, he deeply feels that this kind of cat is deceiving people and still thinks about it. The behavior of reluctance is against the style of a gentleman, it is as contemptuous as a concubine competing for favor, and at the same time, she is afraid that she will not be able to maintain the indifferent expression on her face, what is really showing, and the devil will notice this strange emotion.

Although Chang Xiao didn't know why Meng Zhe treated a prisoner so kindly, he guessed that the demon's attitude had something to do with his noble skin. If Meng Zhe found out the soul hidden under his handsome appearance , not only is it not some fairy character who bullies Shuang Saixue, but is full of ulterior and dirty thoughts, so Meng Zhe must feel that he has dirty eyes.

——even, disgusting to the extreme.

Thinking of this doomed ending, Chang Xiao became discouraged for no reason, but Mozun still cared a few words from time to time, just like a spider weaving a web, patiently waiting for the prey to take the bait, insisting on forcing him out of that layer of immortality To expose the hidden things in his heart, make fun of him, and then walk away with nothing.

Thinking of this, Chang Xiao silently recited the mantra of clearing the heart, and when he opened his eyes again, he suppressed all the miscellaneous thoughts, and kept the altar clear.

But what is Meng Zhe doing at this time?

He is dreaming.

I saw him lazily leaning on the back of the chair, dreaming of planing a heart-shaped scratching post for Meow, Dafu was very happy, rushed over to kiss his face, and obediently asked him to bury his face in the fur , and then he fell asleep happily with a smile on his face.

Chang Xiao looked at Meng Zhe, feeling angry again for some reason.

He angrily stuffed a pillow under his crooked head.

The carriage wobbled to a ferry after half an hour.

This ferry is very bustling, the river is well-connected with waterways, there is an endless stream of ships, when Meng Zhe arrived, there were five or six cargo ships parked here to unload.

Meng Zhe opened the curtain, jumped down first, glanced at it, but didn't see that the boat was going to be auctioned, poked Huayu, "How do I get there?"

Huayu said, "Don't move, after you go down, just stand with your badge on, someone will come to pick you up."

The waist card mentioned by the artificial mentally handicapped is a piece of dark black jade, engraved with the four characters of "Dagan Zongyin", it is said to be issued by the imperial family, and it is used to prove that the identity is superior enough to enter the venue.

Meng Zhe fell asleep all the way, Chang Xiao was silent all the way, he was in an inexplicable emotional stage, he didn't want Mozun to hold him down, and tried to drive along the car, but he couldn't do it.

In the end, before he could find a way, Meng Zhe sat back suddenly, wrapped his long arms around his waist, pushed him back into the car, turned around and fastened the curtain, but didn't stay in the car, and jumped up and down again. down.

Chang Xiao "?"

He was puzzled, and Meng Zhe's voice came through the curtain, "I'm not sick, sit down, I'll call you when someone comes."

"No need." Chang Xiao lowered his eyes, "I want to go down."

Hearing what the Taoist priest said, even though Meng Zhe wanted to make him less windy, he untied the curtain thoughtfully, put his arms around him, and carried him down with the same trick.

Meng Zhe's attitude was very natural, and there was nothing wrong with it, just like those noble gentlemen who opened the car door for their wives and lovers in the Middle Ages, they did not hesitate to hug them, as if they had done it thousands of times, it was only natural to be born like this.

Chang Xiao's ears turned red.

——This place is no better than Yuhelou, there are really too many people at this ferry.

Although they were all businessmen, each with their own busy schedules, and had no time to look around at them, Chang Xiao felt that someone had seen the scene just now, and it was like a light on his back. He regretted why he had to come down for a moment, and wanted to hide behind the curtain. He hid for a while, but with his face, of course he couldn't ask Meng Zhe to hug him again. In the end, he came up with a stupid move, made a wrong move, and stood behind the demon king.

Meng Zhe "???"

His second monk, Zhang Er, was puzzled and just wanted to turn around and ask him what was wrong, when the attendant arrived.

A handsome young man was looking around, and when he saw the dark green waist card, he saluted Meng Zhe and said respectfully, "This way, please."

So Meng Zhe suddenly realized, thinking he understood what Chang Xiao was doing.

This guy used to be the head disciple of Yipin Pavilion, so the auctions came and went, many waiters must have known him, presumably his status has dropped now, and he doesn't want to be seen by the old people.

So Meng Zhe grabbed Chang Xiao's wrist with his hands behind his back, and stood on one side of his body, firmly blocking him behind.

Chang Xiao "???"

The waiter's professionalism was indeed very high, and he didn't look sideways, but he just made another gesture of asking, "Please follow me." Then he turned around and started to leave.

"Wait a minute." Meng Zhe called to stop him.

He stretched out his hand slightly to signal, "My...friend, my legs and feet are not very good, you walk slowly."

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My Shou is a gentleman, but my Gong, he is a fool.