After having a sumptuous meal at his aunt's house, Hu Jingkun patted his belly and went home.
The aunt wanted him to stay and chat, but Hu Jingkun pushed the little good-for-nothing sister out on the grounds that the work was not completed.
He knew what his aunt and uncle would talk about, including urging them to get married and asking about their work status.
As I get older, the care of the elders in the family becomes extra heavy, which just allows Sister Zhubi to bear the pressure and feel the pain of adults.
On the way home, Hu Jingkun thought of Bai Lu who was left at home during the Winter Solstice Festival.
During the festival, everyone was busy with family and friends, but Bai Lu was alone, far away from her relatives.
Feeling a little guilty, Hu Jingkun turned around and walked to the nearby food street, preparing to pack a rice dumpling for the lonely little cat girl.
In this era, traditional pastry shops have also learned to keep pace with the times, and there are all kinds of fancy glutinous rice balls.
Hu Jingkun thought about it in the store for a few minutes. He didn't dare to bet on whether the civet people could stand strange things like chocolate glutinous rice balls and strawberry glutinous rice balls. He thought about it and bought fresh meat glutinous rice balls.
Although fresh meat glutinous rice balls are not serious, at least the filling is meat, so they should not be disliked.
Under the subtle look in the clerk's eyes, Hu Jingkun bought twenty pounds of fresh meat glutinous rice balls, two full bags, and carried them home.
Bai Lu would definitely not be able to eat twenty kilograms of glutinous rice balls.
Hu Jingkun planned to send the extra portion to the Civet Village to give the kittens a taste, so that they could try the food from the Lord God’s hometown.
At the entrance of the urban village, Hu Jingkun saw a familiar figure.
The young policeman who added his WeChat account was randomly selecting lucky winners and checking their ID cards.
Hu Jingkun recalled for a moment and remembered the young policeman’s WeChat name—Cui Zhiang.
"Officer Cui, are you still on duty?"
The young policeman heard the sound and turned around. When he saw Hu Jingkun, his eyes lit up and he came to greet him.
He has always coveted Bai Lu's cat form, so he acted particularly enthusiastically.
After a few brief chats, Hu Jingkun slipped away.
In this country, anyone who is questioned by a police officer has a stereotype of a criminal reserve in the eyes of passers-by. Hu Jingkun does not want to be stared at like this.
After returning to the rental house, Hu Jingkun realized belatedly - on a day like the winter solstice, the police still have to go to the streets to investigate?
During the meal, his uncle, who worked at the police station, also inexplicably told him not to run around or go to remote places recently.
"That's weird. Could it be that I need to be severely beaten?"
Hu Jingkun muttered, scanned his face, opened the door downstairs, and entered the building.
He was holding two large bags of frozen glutinous rice balls in his hand. He originally thought about putting down one bag and taking out the key to open the door, but the security door clicked and opened by itself.
"Bai Lu?"
Hu Jingkun stood outside the door, a little confused.
"Bai Lu is here!"
Hearing the call from the Lord God, Bai Lu's little head poked out from behind the door, her cat ears trembling, she was very happy.
She had not bathed in divine grace for more than 12 hours, so she was extremely excited when she saw Hu Jingkun.
Hu Jingkun looked back and saw that there was no one in the corridor, so he quickly walked into the house and closed the door with his knees.
"Don't open the door casually, in case someone else is outside!"
After putting down the glutinous rice balls, Hu Jingkun said seriously.
As he spoke, he stretched out his cold palm and covered the face of the unwary little cat girl to punish her.
He had clearly told him not to open the door when the god was not at home, but Bai Lu actually disobeyed the god's order and should be punished!
The temperature in Yangcheng has increased recently, but it is still very cold at night. Hu Jingkun walked such a long way carrying glutinous rice balls, and his hands were so cold that he could no longer feel anything.
It's just right to use Kitten Girl's body heat to warm your hands, and it can also be used as a punishment to make her remember it for a long time.
"But there is a god outside, and the cat has memorized the footsteps of the god..."
Bai Lu was so cold that she shivered due to Hu Jingkun's hand.
However, she did not flinch. Instead, she reached out and touched Hu Jingkun's hand tightly.
Kitten Girl's hands are still a little rough, but they feel much better than when she first came here.
She doesn't like to use hand cream because it has a scent.
The scent can easily attract monsters in the wild, and this smell is difficult for the civets with a keen sense of smell to adapt to.
It's just that the Lord God said that applying hand cream is good for the body, so she pinched her nose and forced herself to apply it every day.
After covering it for a few seconds, Bai Lu probably felt that her cheeks were not warm enough, so she sat on the bed, took Hu Jingkun's hand and stuffed it into her arms.
"What are you doing!"
Hu Jingkun was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand...twitched...shamefully did not twitch...
Bai Lu's strange power was simply not something he could resist.
"Lord God, please don't move, the heater will run away."
Bai Lu blinked her eyes, took a rare moment of strength, and scolded Hu Jingkun who was moving erratically.
As she spoke, Kitten Girl's hands squirmed in her arms, forcefully inserted into Hu Jingkun's fingers, and interlocked with his fingers to hold them tightly.
The civet clan, which has been wandering in the black mist world for a long time, will all huddle together to keep warm on cold days.
Therefore, Hu Jingkun's cold hand punishment was just an ordinary act of keeping warm to Bai Lu, and he could not feel the meaning of punishment.
But Hu Jingkun doesn’t know about the civet tribe’s customs!
"Bai Lu, I'm not cold anymore, please let go of my hand."
Hu Jingkun, who was somewhat helpless, tried to persuade Kitty Girl to let his hands be free.
"No, Lord God's hands are cold. I can't feel the cold. It may be frostbite. I need to heat them further!"
After hearing that her hands were not cold, Bai Lu's expression became serious.
Sitting on the bed, the little cat girl bent her thighs up to form a warm space with her abdomen.
The fur of newborn civets is not thick enough to withstand low temperatures, so they have special treatment. When they are warmed up, they will be held in the arms of the cat lady to avoid hypothermia.
It's just that what Bai Lu is holding in her arms at this moment is not the kitten, but Hu Jingkun's hand.
The tight space formed by the thighs, lower abdomen, and car lights effectively blocks the loss of heat, which is just a pain to a certain god.
Hu Jingkun's hand, which was tightly held by Bai Lu, could feel the soft touch even through the fabric of home clothes.
He didn't dare to move anymore, stiffened his fingers, sighed and let Bai Lu do what he wanted.
The Civet Clan has no concept of male and female defense at all, and Bai Lu's starting point is also good.
What could Kitten Girl do wrong? She just wanted to warm Lord Kami's hand.
The abnormal person is clearly yourself!
Hu Jingkun, who felt that he was leaning more and more towards the evil god, raised his head expressionlessly and scolded himself in his heart for his improper thinking.
…
The subtle gesture lasted for five minutes. When Hu Jingkun's hand was completely warmed up, Bai Lu proudly released the restraint.
Today, the cat is also serving the Lord God with all his heart, and he is worthy of the title of the first servant of God.
Hu Jingkun took back his hand, feeling inexplicably melancholy.
He looked at the hand that was covered with white and rosy colors, moved his fingers, and somehow brought it to his nose and sniffed it.
Hmm... It smells like a very ordinary hand cream, with a bit of white lotion shower gel scent, nothing special.
"Lord God! Is it the smell of cats?"
When Bai Lu saw Hu Jingkun's actions, she thought something was wrong with her, so she immediately opened her clothes in panic and sniffed around.
"No, it's nothing, it smells good..."
Hu Jingkun put down his hands with a guilty conscience, not daring to look directly at Bai Lu.
Damn it, I accidentally made a strange move in front of Bai Lian, and the majestic character of the god is about to collapse!
