Lord, please don't touch my tail!

Chapter 23 He's a Simple Little Fox

Cheng Jingzhi looked in shock at Lu Ting who lifted his clothes without saying a word, and subconsciously put his eyes on his conspicuous stomach.

Lu Ting was very thin, and Cheng Jingzhi felt that he could grasp the slender waist.

The shape of the ribs under the skin is faint, but the lines are smooth, spreading to the waist and crotch. The slight scar left on this place before has been healed, leaving only a layer of faint pink.

Cheng Jingzhi's eyes were dim, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Lu Ting lost the sadness he had before, and instead looked at Cheng Jingzhi worriedly, "Don't you like it, Mister?"

This time it was Cheng Jingzhi's turn to answer, all words stuck in his throat.

Like it or not.

He couldn't even speak.

"Put your clothes down first."

Lu Ting lowered his eyes and said disappointedly: "Is the master still angry with Lu Ting?"

Cheng Jingzhi laughed and said, "Who told you I was angry?"

Lu Ting pursed his lips and remained silent, looking stubborn to the end.

Cheng Jingzhi walked over helplessly, and asked, "Who taught you to do this?"

Lu Ting still didn't speak, because it was a secret.

The little orcs who were rejected were all eggplants beaten by Shuang, as if the sky had fallen.

Seeing his appearance, Cheng Jingzhi made another mistake that he couldn't bear.

After a long while, he pulled Lu Ting over, let him sit on the sofa, and then covered him with his body.

Lu Ting's black eyes were round, like a frightened deer.

Before the hand holding the clothes had time to retract, a cold touch came up against it.

Lu Ting trembled all over, and even his tail was so tensely wrapped around his waist that he accidentally brushed his hand resting on his stomach.

Cheng Jingzhi paused for a moment, and felt an itch in his heart from being swept just now, a strange feeling rippling in the meantime.

So he couldn't help moving his hand from the soft belly to the fluffy white tail, just as he attached it, a hurried and ambiguous voice suddenly sounded.

"Um--"

Lu Ting hurriedly covered his mouth, with a terrified expression on his face, completely disbelieving that it was his own voice.

Cheng Jingzhi was also startled by the sound, and the movements of his hands returned to their original positions.

Lu Ting stared at Cheng Jingzhi, wanting to see his reaction.Cheng Jingzhi was just stunned for a second, and then the corners of his mouth curled up as if nothing had happened.

Lu Ting felt that what Zhou Yuanming said was true, he would be happy if he touched something he liked.

While thinking this way, Lu Ting took the initiative to send himself to Cheng Jingzhi.

Cheng Jingzhi probed twice gently, paused, and then quickly moved his hand to Lu Ting's forehead.

Lu Ting's face was blushing at this moment, even his ears were about to bleed, and he was puzzled by Cheng Jingzhi's unexpected actions.

"Your temperature seems a little high?" Cheng Jingzhi saw that his face was also red, and asked involuntarily, "Do you feel unwell?"

Lu Ting shook his head blankly: "No...no."

"Have you taken the medicine yet?"

Lu Ting nodded: "I ate..."

It must have just been blown by the air conditioner.

Cheng Jingzhi thought.

Cheng Jingzhi tidied his clothes for him when he was wandering, then got up, and said to the little orc who was out of state: "Go take a bath. "

Lu Ting finally came back to his senses, his ears perked up and trembled twice.

"Huh? Huh!" Lu Ting stood up in a panic, and then ran to the bathroom as if fleeing.

Cheng Jingzhi sighed and sat back to his original place.

"It was you who instigated him."

Zhou Yuanming, who had been hiding behind the door, came out and said embarrassingly, "I just told him some basic knowledge, but I didn't say what action to take. All of this came from his own subjective consciousness."

"But fortunately, we can have simple contact and communication." He came over and stretched out his hand: "Here."

Cheng Jingzhi took the paper in his hand, "What is this?"

"Your little orc is short of money. You didn't let you know that you secretly wrote music scores to make money. Now you want to sell them to me, one hundred sheets." Zhou Yuanming said unhurriedly: "This child is so naive, I think one hundred sheets It’s too expensive, so ask me if it’s [-].”

Zhou Yuanming laughed first as he said that.

Cheng Jingzhi frowned: "Is he short of money?"

How could he not know.

Cheng Jingzhi thinks that he can have any problems here, but absolutely no problems with money.

Everything he prepared for Lu Ting was the best, even the clothes he was wearing were luxury items.

So Lu Ting is short of money?

Unless something serious happened.

"Is he in trouble?"

Zhou Yuanming shook his head casually: "That's not true, you can ask him for the specific reason yourself, I think you need to establish more communication, instead of your unilateral orders and unconditional giving to him, sometimes you give These things often become his psychological burden."

"Think more about what he is thinking and whether things are what he wants. He relies on you and believes in you."

Cheng Jingzhi looked at the music score in his hand and said nothing.

Indeed, he has always made his own claims.

Because of Lu Ting's unconditional acceptance, he never asked Lu Ting what he thought.

"I see." He said in a deep voice.

Zhou Yuanming picked up the document bag, "It's getting late, you talk to him more, I'll go back first."

Cheng Jingzhi got up to see the guest off, and when he arrived at the door, he heard the other party say: "You are the first person I've ever seen to treat an orc's psychology, and you dote on him very much."

Cheng Jingzhi shook his head.

"I just hope he's healthy. It's the first time I bring an orc home and I don't have any experience. I just follow the steps like everyone else."

Zhou Yuanming raised his eyebrows and asked thoughtfully, "Really?"

"Anyway, he's pure-hearted and won't lie to you." He continued: "Also, don't forget to give the money, the things are with you."

After saying this, Zhou Yuanming left.

Cheng Jingzhi was left to ponder on the spot for a while.

……

It was very late when Cheng Jingzhi came out of the shower.

He wiped his dripping wet hair with a towel in one hand while checking the messages on his phone.

The Economic Man: Has your live broadcast account been stolen?

Cheng.: No.

Agent: But the last time I checked the live broadcast in the background, it was not you. Have you been useful recently?

Cheng.: It's me.

The agent at the other end:? ? ?

Cheng Jingzhi ignored it, and he planned to go to the company to explain this matter face to face.

Turning back to the bedroom, when passing the guest room, he found that the lights in the room were still on.

Haven't slept yet?

Cheng Jingzhi raised his hand and knocked on the door,

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the room.

Cheng Jingzhi asked suspiciously, "Lu Ting?"

thump—

There was a loud bang, like hitting something.Accompanied by the looming moan.

Cheng Jingzhi thought something happened, and asked, "What's wrong?"

There was no answer, only a strange humming.

Cheng Jingzhi's heart tightened, and he said, "I'm coming in."

He turned the lock.

"Wait...wait a minute..." The little fox kneeling on the bed with red eyes and tears in his eyes shivered and shouted.

But it was too late, the door was already opened.