"This room is round, with a door at regular intervals, meow," Nathan Ke lay bonelessly on Adrian Mu's thighs, lazily looking at the six doors on the wall, "but why are the distances between each door different? Meow, I feel that this painting is not very rigorous and neat, meow, fortunately I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Or, do you think there is any mystery in this, meow?"
"Maybe." Adrian Mu's eyes fell on these doors, as if he was thinking about something. However, before he could figure it out, he felt Nathan Ke suddenly stretched out an arm and hooked it around his neck.
"Meow~" Nathan Ke's voice was as soft as a cat's, "Play with me for a while, meow~"
... Mu looked down at him, "What are you playing?"
Nathan Ke turned over and looked at him with his belly up: "Lick me, meow~"
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