It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

The hoarse voice mixed with fiery gas, together with the shy admiration, was detonated by hormones.

"Boom—" Song Ruoci's brain froze completely, and Mary Jack didn't even respond by grabbing his trouser leg for a hug.

"This...Senior...I..."

Ye Cheng was laughing non-stop, his shoulders were trembling, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his laughter, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I have an event later, if I don't go, Zhou Nan might have to ask again. Resign, I don't have time to have dinner with the children tonight."

Although he knew it was to tease himself, Song Ruoci was still a little disappointed for a moment.

"Good boy." Ye Cheng rubbed his disappointed little head, "I'll treat you to dinner when I have time."

Song Ruoci obviously hasn't escaped from the state he just got out of, and he is still ashamed, hesitating and saying: "Okay, okay... Then, let's talk about it when you have time."

Ye Cheng had a full view of his little bewilderment, and really wanted to put the kid on the bed and let him thank him. As for Zhou Nan, let him resign.

In the end, Ye Dage still lost to his professional ethics. After all, it was something he had promised, and it was impossible to keep promises.

"How about this." Ye Cheng called out the WeChat QR code and sent it to Song Ruoci, "Scan it?"

"Leave a contact information, so that we can contact you in the future." Ye Cheng said, he couldn't bear the excitement in his heart. He didn't have the child's contact information before, and there was no suitable time and place to ask him for it. Occupy the bastard.

Seeing the QR code sent before him, Song Ruoci's heart was also beating wildly, wanting to break through the layer of flesh and blood that was fettered, and rush out to show Ye Cheng the admiration engraved on it.

There must be a male god's contact information!

"Ah, okay!" Song Ruoci shook his hands a few times, took out his phone and hurriedly moved it up, but found that it was turned off, "Sorry, senior, please wait."

After frantically turning on the phone, there were seventeen or eighteen missed calls, more than a dozen text messages, and multiple bombarding WeChat messages from Lan Ting and Tang Ruoshi respectively.

Probably because of Weibo, Song Ruoci crossed out the reminder on the top of the screen with his finger, opened WeChat and got on it.

"Sister?" Ye Cheng asked, "Do you have a sister?"

Tang Ruoshi's note is her sister.

"Well, my sister who is five years older than me." Song Ruoci carefully opened it and scanned it, and framed Yecheng's QR code into the box.

Ye Cheng remained silent, although he really wanted to know about the child, but he wanted to wait for the child to tell him himself in the future.

The green line in the box was drawn from top to bottom, and with a "ding--", the wishes of the two people were ended.

"Okay." Ye Cheng changed the note to "Little Baby" without any hassle, "Call me if you need anything."

He added another sentence and said with a smile: "You can find me if you have nothing to do."

Song Ruoci held the phone in his hand and silently set Yecheng as the top chat, "Thank you senior."

"Thank you again? Do you really want to pay with flesh?" Ye Cheng replied to Zhou Nan's message urging him, flicked Song Ruoci's forehead, and all the cells in his body were clamoring to fuck him.

In front of the person he likes, especially in front of the person he has a crush on, Song Ruoci can't be shameless, God knows how much he wanted to nod, but in the end he still stiffened his neck stupidly and didn't say a word.

The two of them only dared to clamor in their hearts.

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Ye Cheng and Zhou Nan went to the event.After leaving Yecheng's room, Song Ruoci took a deep breath and turned on the phone of Zhong Lanting, the contact person, preparing for a storm.

"Sister Lan." Posting on Weibo was cool for a while, and afterward, Song Ruoci still violated the company's regulations, and felt uneasy.

"Ruo Ci." Lan Ting's voice was a little tired, "Let me explain."

Song Ruoci paused, and slowly said: "I think Senior Ye helped me out twice, for the sake of the company and myself, I need to respond positively and express my gratitude."

90.00% is for myself, and the remaining [-]% is for Xinghe.

Lan Ting squeezed the contract in her hand, and rubbed her forehead with the other hand, "The company is very dissatisfied with your move, and plans to cut part of the salary of "Nanshan". Do you have any objections?"

He posted on Weibo without authorization, and indeed violated the company's regulations. There is no doubt about this, and there is no objection.

It's just that the last [-]% of his feelings for Xinghe disappeared with Lan Ting's words.

Song Ruoci didn't feel sorry for the little money, even if Xinghe wanted all the remuneration for "Nanshan", he wouldn't say anything, but it was Ye Cheng who helped him repeatedly.

When Ye Cheng was involved, and Ye Cheng, whom he both respected and liked, was involved, his attitude would become tough.

That is something no one can spoil, and nothing can measure it.

"I have no objection." After a brief silence, Song Ruoci replied.

"Okay." Lan Ting pinched the paper in her hand more and more, scratched a few times with her nails on the word "renewal", she threw the papers into the trash can, and said softly, "Ruoci."

"It's fine to go anywhere after the contract ends, don't stay in Xinghe anymore, Sister Lan loves you so much."

Song Ruoci was stunned for a moment, his eyes felt warm and sore for a moment, and he said solemnly, "Sister Lan, thank you."

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Song Ruoci didn't know when he fell asleep, the air conditioner was turned on very low, and when he woke up, his whole body was cold.

He shivered, and looked at the time in a daze.

01:30am.

The curtains were not drawn, the lights in the house were bright, and everything in the house could be seen clearly from the outside.

Song Ruoci raised the temperature a bit, rubbed his arms and was about to draw the curtains, when someone knocked on the door of his room from outside.

"It's so late, who is it?" Song Ruoci looked out of the cat's eyes in wonder, but saw Ye Cheng.

He bowed his head, covering his face with one hand, looking extremely tired.

Song Ruoci hurriedly opened the door, but as soon as he opened it, a fiery body pressed over him.

The strong smell of wine spread over the face, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, occupying Song Ruoci's breath.

He reached out to catch Ye Cheng who was upside down, a little flustered.

"senior?"

Ye Cheng didn't answer him, he was obviously drunk, reeked of alcohol, he was murmuring something, fell on Song Ruoci and stopped moving.A few buttons were undone on the top of the shirt, and the tie was loosely tied around the neck, adding a bit of flair.

"Senior?" Song Ruoci closed the door, stabilized his figure, and shook him carefully.

Ye Cheng is tall and has long legs, so hanging on Song Ruoci, who is shorter than him, is actually kind of funny.Song Ruoci's crushed body leaned back slightly, wrapping his hands around his back, turning this funny posture into a hug that still seemed to be true.

Embracing the male god with both hands, the warmth of longing came through the thin fabric, Song Ruoci didn't dare to make any big moves, and he didn't dare to make any small moves, just hugging like this, he was very satisfied.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and Song Ruoci has to go to the set after dawn. The third young master has a very important scene today, so he needs to be full of energy. I don't know if Yecheng has any arrangements for tomorrow.

Although very reluctant, Song Ruoci still planned to send Ye Cheng back to the next door, and tried to break away Ye Cheng's hand, and when he was about to pull his neck, he was embraced again, hugging him even deeper.

Ye Cheng, who was drunk, didn't feel conscious, and his whole body was very hot, like a piece of hot coal.And Song Ruoci had just turned on the air conditioner, and his skin was cool everywhere. To Yecheng, it was like salvation in the sea of ​​fire. Knead it into the flesh and blood, desperately absorbing it.

The sudden tightening made Song Ruoci a little overwhelmed and in pain, "Senior, it hurts..."

The voice of grievance failed to wake Ye Cheng up, but instead added a bit of heat to him, the fire spread and flew into the air.

He began to be dissatisfied with holding this cool baby in his arms.The touch of the palm is icy cold, the cheek is also wanted, everywhere.

The brain paralyzed by alcohol is in chaos, but there is also a clear consciousness in the chaos, which is mine.

All places are mine.

His skin was hot and Song Ruoci's was icy cold, and a blissful electric current erupted instantly where they touched, stinging painfully.

Song Ruoci was a little dazed by Ye Cheng's embrace, and even thought inappropriately in his mind, is this the legendary meat compensation?

In a daze, the sudden heat on his lips made him sink deeper in an instant.

The lips were kissed not very tenderly, the teeth were opened obediently, the palate was swept heavily, and a numb feeling spread from the tip of the tongue.

Ye Cheng came in menacingly, frowning, his eyes were closed tightly, his curled eyelashes brushed against itching, and there was a sense of impatience in his fatigue.

He pinched Song Ruoci's chin with one hand, and clasped the back of his head with the other hand, and gave him a hard blow to make the kiss more intimate.

Taking the lead, Ye Cheng's head turned slightly from time to time, changing the angle of the kiss.

Song Ruoci was kissed in a messy manner, instinctively obeyed and catered to, and naturally stretched out her arms to hug her flexible and narrow waist, not wanting to let go.

In this case, no one is a gentleman anymore.

Those who take advantage of others' dangers and those who sing while drunk, consciousness and action are closely intertwined.