The young man was on alert. Qingcheng walked over in a few steps and slapped him on the head with an expressionless face. The young man raised his hand to fight back, but Qingcheng grabbed his wrist again and turned him over.
Fell to the ground.
Qingmo couldn't bear to see it and covered her eyes.
After a few rounds, the boy honestly let Qingcheng put on clothes for him, and firmly remembered the matter of how to dress in his mind. He also firmly remembered the fact that Qingcheng was scary.
heart.
Raising her eyebrows, Qingcheng felt contempt in her heart. After all, he had lived for a thousand years, how could he still be afraid of such a cat monster?
In this way, the heroic father showed off his heroic demeanor in front of his son, and took the cat boy and Qingmo out of the floating world.
As Qin Mo had guessed, the boy couldn't speak. Apart from taking human form and walking like a human, he was basically the same as a cat. He seemed to be living in the wild before he was caught.
Because they brought such a big burden, Qingcheng and Qingmo's travel plans were temporarily ruined, so they had to go home first.
Qingmo named the cat-eared boy "Obsidian" because he was as dazzling as obsidian.
After leaving Yueluo City, Qingcheng and the others passed a place called Liufeng Town, which was full of willow trees and very quiet. Qingcheng decided to stay here for a few days to kill some idle time.
In the drunken sunshine of the afternoon, Qingmo took the trouble to teach Obsidian how to speak.
"Obsidian, come on, follow me and say: Obsidian. This is your name, Obsidian."
Hei Yao was lying on the table, staring at Qing Mo without saying a word, just looking at her.
Qingmo said it several times, but he just didn't speak, which made Qingmo a little annoyed.
"Really, I can eat, wear clothes, and comb my hair, and I learn everything very quickly, so why can't I speak well?"
Pouting, Qingcheng reached out and pinched Obsidian's face: "If you keep doing this, I'll feed you grass, hum."
He Yao smiled with two small dimples and felt her hands were warm. Even if he pinched his face, he felt very happy.
Qingmo was completely defeated by his invincible and innocent smile. Although he was very tall, he had to show this kind of smile. He picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the side and stuffed it into Hei Yao's mouth: "Okay.
Come on, eat and don’t giggle."
Hei Yao happily ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. In the room, Qingcheng had just written a poem and shouted to the outside: "Mo'er, what do you want for dinner?"
Qingmo stuffed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, blinked his big eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said to Hei Yao: "Hei Yao, wait for me, I'll be back soon."
Rushing into the house, Qingmo excitedly said to Qingcheng: "Dad, give me paper and pen and ink. I want to teach Obsidian to distinguish between things he likes and dislikes."
Qingcheng was helpless: "You are really interested in him."
Qingmo pouted: "I bought that, and I have to be responsible for teaching him. It depends on what Obsidian chooses for dinner today."
Qingmo took the things and ran back to the stone table quickly. Under Obsidian's curious eyes, Qingmo drew two pictures and showed them to Obsidian.
"Obsidian, this one is called chicken, which you like to eat. This one is eggplant, which you don't like to eat. Obsidian, come on, tell me, which one do you like? If you like that one, tell me, like - like -
—. Let’s eat that tonight, otherwise we’ll eat what you least like.”
Put the two pictures on both sides of your face and look at the obsidian with no expectation.
He should be able to tell it now. He is most afraid of eggplants, so he must be able to!
Qingmo waited with confidence.
Obsidian looked at Qing Mo's bright eyes, feeling a little absent-minded for a moment.
Like it……
What he likes most is Qingmo, which is fragrant and sweet, looks prettier than flowers, and most importantly, is kind to him.
"I like it... I love it..."
The clear young voice sounded under the cherry blossom tree, and Qingmo was stunned.
He Yao spoke, and he actually spoke. What shocked her even more was that the first sentence Hei Yao said was: I like Qingmo.
I don't know what happened to my heart, and it started to beat wildly. Qingmo looked like a fool, blinking in a daze.
Pink petals fell from the tree, and Obsidian suddenly stood up, approached Qingmo, held her face and kissed her lips.
The two soft lips touched together, and Obsidian's hot tongue gently touched Qingmo, making her tingle at the touch.
The feeling of floating up made Qingmo's mind go blank for a moment.
Fa, what happened? Did Hei Yao kiss her? Kiss her, kiss her!
Her cheeks turned crimson, Qin Mo came to her senses belatedly, but her hand still didn't push Obsidian away. Obsidian's lips were so soft and elastic...
Obsidian let her go after a while, innocently blinking her strange-colored eyes.
"I like it... I love it... but eat it?"
Although his words were a bit incoherent, such ambiguous words still made Qingmo blush so much. The crisp voice and slight breathing of a young man made his face flush and hot.
Her father is in the house now, what on earth is she doing?
——If her father finds out that Hei Yao kissed her, he will be beaten to death.
Biting her lip, Qing Mo whispered: "I can't eat it, and Obsidian, you can't touch lips with others casually. If dad finds out, he will be beaten."
Hei Yao came up to Qing Mo, put his finger on Qing Mo's lips, and murmured: "It's delicious, I want more."
Qingmo's cheeks turned red, his big eyes blinked, and finally he shyly took Hei Yao's hand and said little by little: "Hei Yao, do you want to eat this?"
Hei Yao looked at her white fingers crossing the crimson lips, swallowed unconsciously, and nodded vigorously.
Qingmo's eyes averted and he whispered, "Then if you learn to speak well, I will reward you with food, okay?"
Although it was difficult for Obsidian to learn to speak, her words sounded very smooth. Hearing what she said, he laughed happily, nodded and hugged her and kept rubbing her.
Qingcheng, who was indoors, asked Qingmo again: "Mo'er, have you decided? What will you eat for dinner?"
Qingmo pouted and replied with his face still very red: "Braised chicken, I want to eat that."
In fact, it is not what she likes to eat, but Obsidian likes to eat.
Qingmo thinks that he probably really likes Obsidian and always wants to be with him unconsciously. As for Obsidian, he probably doesn't know the meaning of liking now. If he knows it in the future, will he like her?
Woolen cloth?
Thinking this, Qingmo blushed unconsciously.
When Qingli left, she also said that she would find the man she liked soon, but she didn't expect that it would be so fast.
Qingmo only thought that Obsidian was very innocent, but she didn't know that the boy who was hugging her and rubbing against her was the real evil one.
He was a fast learner and could talk a lot even before this afternoon.