NOVEL NEXT Chapter 265 is really worth it.
"Good boy, look up."
"Don't move."
"Does it hurt?"
Amidst the tiny sounds, a man in simple shorts was holding a lazy kitten, combing its tangled hair with a small comb in his hand. His gentle peach blossom eyes were full of kindness, and his voice was filled with the doting of coaxing a small animal or child, "The hair on its tail has fallen off, so pitiful..."
A kitten curled up obediently on Tang Muching's lap, closing its eyes and looking like it was enjoying it very much.
The small comb shuttles through the hair, gathering the fallen hair together, massaging the skin slowly and lightly.
Gin leaned against Tang Muqing with his eyes closed, completely ignoring the ATM next to him who suddenly asked Miyano Akemi to buy a cat to pet.
I don’t know what’s wrong with my brain. I bought a cat on the other side of the ocean, but when I go back I have to go through so many procedures before I can take it away.
Before Gin could think of anything else, a hand reached out.
A cold hand grasped my hand and pulled it, then pressed it on something soft, with the rise and fall of breathing, and a slightly warm feeling.
Gin:......
Gin opened his eyes and met a pair of gentle peach blossom eyes.
Moving his eyes downward, he saw that his hand was placed on the cat's head. The cat was a bit sociable and was rubbing its head against his palm with its head tilted back, looking very comfortable.
Feeling the warmth coming from his palm, Gin's gaze moved to Tang Muqing's face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a question mark in his eyes.
The fragile skull seemed to be able to see the weak creature struggling and wailing with just a little effort...
"Stop thinking about that." Tang Muqing looked at Gin with a smile, seeming to be very interested.
He sat cross-legged on the beach chair, hugged the cat and looked at Gin, "Killing small animals is the beginning of a criminal act. What should be in your mind now is... how much force is needed to crush this skull, and how long will it struggle before it dies, right?"
Gin snorted, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "I would get pleasure from killing animals weaker than me?"
If you really have that much time, you might as well kill someone. Anyway, you can still find the person who needs to be dealt with in the organization.
but……
The life in the palm of your hand is indeed fragile. Stroking the kitten's fur with your fingertips always reminds me of Tang Muching's fragile neck.
With the fingertips weaving through the hair, you can feel the round occipital bone, and further down is the fragile neck.
Because the skin is thin and white, the tiny blood vessels are clearly visible, and with a little force you can see the other person's cheeks turning purple from lack of oxygen, as well as the red from pressing hard with your fingers.
"Are you wondering how much strength it will take to kill me?" Tang Muqing's eyes fell on Gin's face, smiling, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. People like you... Never mind, you can't be categorized at will."
Tang Muqing sighed softly, held Gin's hand and slowly stroked the young cat, saying softly: "Look, how fragile life is."
Gin closed his eyes, "Yeah, two fingers can strangle it to death."
Tang Muqing:...
It really ruins the atmosphere.
"If you can't speak, just shut up and listen." Tang Muqing glanced at Gin and wrapped the cat's tail around his finger, "You're not interesting at all."
Gin:......
Does it matter?
Gin sighed helplessly, and once again regretted why he agreed to go out and relax with Tang Muqing.
Is this a way to relax?
This is terrible.
"Don't think about those messy things when you go on vacation. Why don't you feel the dependence and flattery from the kitten?" Tang Muqing pressed Gin's fingertips, touching the cat's nose tip to the top of the head, then rubbing the ears, and finally moving to the cat's paws. "Feel the wetness of the nose tip, the softness of the fur, and the slightly rough softness of the paw pads. These little things are the real vacation. Don't focus all your energy on how to kill people or blackmail them."
Gin opened his eyes, "Are you teaching me?"
His living habits are formed through years of experience as a killer. Can they be changed so easily?
Even if I want to find a companion to spend a night with, there will be no special feelings.
What is this doing?
Stepping on his psychological boundaries and invading him little by little?
"how could be?"
Tang Muqing smiled and lay down with the cat in his arms. He still held Gin's hand and pressed it on the cat's body. He closed his eyes and whispered, "It's a bit uncomfortable to see you always tense. I want to persuade you to trust me a little more. There is no danger here from inside to outside. Even if there is an unexpected danger..."
Tang Muqing paused, turned his head and looked at Gin, "In the end, I will go to hell with you."
Gin glanced at Tang Muqing lightly, "Heh."
"You're not at a loss." Tang Muqing didn't care at all, and seemed very confident. "My retirement life is so wonderful, surrounded by beautiful women, without having to worry about anything. It's really not a loss for such a rich, handsome and fit man to die with you."