He bent down, put his hand on the handle of the chair, trapped her between himself and the chair, stared into her eyes and said word by word, "you know my feelings for you."

Ning Muchen stared at him, subconsciously avoided, turned his head, and his lips moved a few times, but he still didn't say anything. Ji Linfan waited for a long time before she said "let me think again, OK".

okay?

In addition to good, what else can we do?

Ning Muchen actually feels guilty. She doesn't want to treat Ji Linfan like this, but she can't help it

She forced Ji Linfan to go out with a smile, closed the door, sighed alone at home, and her head ached when she thought of these things.

Another day, Ning Muchen waited for AO Jingmo to get off work and did nothing. He ran downstairs to stroll. Suddenly, he heard a small "meow" sound in his ear.

She said "eh" and looked everywhere. Finally, she finally found a little milk cat in the grass. She looked as if she had not been weaned and cried weakly.

This cute and soft look instantly captured Ning Muchen's heart. She quickly picked up the little milk cat and put it in her arms. At the same time, she smoothed her hair with her hand and teased it with a low voice.

Ning Muchen sat at the door of Ao Jingmo's house with the cat in his arms and teased the cat with a smile. He didn't feel that his action was so inappropriate.

Until a shadow fell on his face, Ning Muchen raised his head and saw Ao Jingmo looking down at her: "what are you doing?"

"Ah! You're back! I'm looking for you! " Ning Muchen immediately stood up and looked at him with a bright and big smile. There was joy in his beautiful eyes.

Ao Jingmo looked at her in a trance. After a few seconds, he came back and said, "get out of the way."

"Ah?"

"I'll open the door, or we'll sit outside together?" Ao Jingmo frowned, raised his voice slightly, and his eyes were cold.

"Oh, oh." Ning Muchen just regained his consciousness and hurriedly turned aside to let him unlock the lock.

Entering the door, Ao Jingmo changed his shoes. He was halfway through the change when he suddenly sneezed. He shook his head and didn't care much.

It was not convenient for Ning Muchen to hold the cat, so he put the baby cat on the shoe cabinet, and then heard another sneeze.

She frowned and raised her head anxiously, "have you caught a cold?"

"No." Ao Jingmo rubbed his nose and replied coldly.

However, Ning Muchen was frightened by the sneezing sound one after another. He took the little milk cat back into his arms and ran to him. He was about to speak, so he heard Ao Jingmo's cold voice: "where's the cat?"

He said, why suddenly sneeze... There was a cat here! He's allergic to cats!

He suddenly took a step back, and Ning Muchen took another step forward: "what's the matter with you?"

Ao Jingmo sneezed heavily and said, "I'm allergic to cats."

There was no time to see Ning Muchen's gaping expression. Ao Jingmo stared at the little milk cat in her arms as if staring at the virus. Finally, he pinched it carefully, took a few big steps to the bathroom, put the little milk cat in, and sneezed when he came out to close the door.

Ning Muchen was worried and looked at him. Seeing that his face gradually turned red, he panicked. He kept saying, "how to do..."

Ao Jingmo sat on the sofa and watched her pace and mutter in front of her. She made a headache and couldn't help but drink coldly: "shut up."

Ning Muchen suddenly stopped his mouth and stared at him with red eyes. For a long time, he hit the other palm with his fist: "I'll find a doctor for you! Don't move! Don't play with my little milk cat! "

Then he ran out of the house.

Ao Jingmo was so angry with her that he was losing his temper. Who's going to play with her kitten? And he's just allergic, not broken hands and feet? Why don't you move?!

When Ning Muchen came back, Ao Jingmo had felt the itching on his skin. In order not to let Ning Muchen see jokes, Ao Jingmo let it itch.

Ning Muchen blamed himself to death and revolved around Ao Jingmo, just like the little cat at the owner's feet.

Ao Jingmo closed his eyes and tried to say calmly, "take your cat and go out."

"Ah? Why? No! " Ning Muchen immediately retorted, staring at him with persistent eyes.

Ao Jingmo was so angry that he almost didn't roll his eyes. He held his temper and said, "do you still want me to be allergic?"

"No! I'll have to wait until the doctor is finished. " Ning Muchen saw the doctor coming and pushed the doctor in front of Ao Jingmo. He nestled on another sofa and stared at him without blinking.

Even the doctor felt the burning eyes and couldn't help laughing at Ao Jingmo: "your girlfriend is really nervous about you."

Ning Muchen didn't hear what he said, but saw Ao Jingmo put her eyes on her. She tilted her head and frowned, some confused.

"What's the matter?"

Ao Jingmo shook his head and said faintly, "it's all right."

girl friend?

Stupid like her? A girlfriend who doesn't even know she's allergic to cat hair?

Ao Jingmo felt a burst of itching on his body and sighed in his heart. He'd better forget it.

When the doctor left, Ning Muchen pitifully lay on the sofa and asked him, "are you okay?"

"No, it's allergy." Ao Jingmo answered lightly, then glanced at her with a bad tone, "but if you and your cat don't go again, I may be more serious."

Ning Muchen looked more and more pitiful. He walked slowly into the bathroom and took out the little milk cat.

Ao Jingmo saw that she took the cat out, subconsciously frowned and sneezed. Ning Muchen hurriedly took the cat and retreated from him.

"Not yet?" Ao Jingmo asked.

Ning Muchen hesitated. She really didn't want to go, but she was afraid that his allergy to cats would become more and more serious.

Seeing Ning Muchen holding the cat, Ao Jingmo stood up, slipped Ning Muchen's rear collar, slipped her outside the door, held the door frame and looked at her slightly.

Ning Muchen carried the baby cat behind him and whispered to him, "I'm sorry."

Ao Jingmo picked his eyebrows. Seeing Ning Muchen's expression of crying, he said expressionless, "I'm fine."

Ning Muchen sniffed and his voice was stuffy: "you have a good rest. I'll go."

Ao Jingmo watched her turn and enter the elevator. Then he pressed the sudden uncomfortable feeling in his heart and turned to close the door.

Ning Muchen went downstairs, sat on the edge of the small flower bed downstairs, looked at the small eyes with the small milk cat, and sighed, "Hey, why can't I do anything well?"

"Will he hate me?" At the thought of this possibility, she felt sick all over and in her heart.

The baby cat "meow meow" called twice in response to her.

However, her eyes brightened: "no, right? No, no! " She put her finger on the kitten's two front paws and shook them. "He won't hate me!"

She can't help but let him hate her and make him more satisfied with her!

okay! This is her next goal!