It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

The two voices sounded at the same time, making Song Ruoci think, could it be... Ye Cheng?

Ye Cheng came back, or did Ye Cheng post Weibo?

Song Ruoci's heart was pounding, he was holding the phone in his hand, looking at the closed door, he was at a loss for a moment.

Forget it, let's open the door first.Stretching one's head and shrinking one's head is also one blow, so let's let the storm be more violent first.

After opening the door, the person outside the door was not Ye Cheng, but Qin Yue.

"Are you going to have a meal?" Qin Yue wore a pair of big sunglasses and looked arrogant.

"No, I've already eaten." Song Ruoci didn't want to have any contact with him, and declined in a calm tone.

"What about supper?" Qin Yue didn't give up.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qin Yue, I don't have the habit of eating late at night." Song Ruoci was thinking about the Weibo just now, and blocked Qin Yue's invitation with a few words.

Qin Yue shrugged, unable to see his expression clearly, he walked away.

After closing the door, Song Ruoci took the mobile phone to see if the notification tone just now was his own thoughts.

Ye Cheng didn't post on Weibo, but Song Ruoci's account got its first fan. A user whose nickname was all numbers liked all the hot comments he had posted on Weibo.

Emphatically commented on the Weibo posted when Ye Cheng liked it a month ago——

"Meow is good."

Where did the zombie fans come from?

Poke open the profile picture of this person, there is not even a single Weibo, and the profile picture is also the gray and white villain by default, Song Ruoci clicked to remove fans without hesitation.

This account is dedicated to licking Ye Cheng. It only follows Ye Cheng and doesn't have any fans. He doesn't want his pure land to be touched.

Unexpectedly, within a few minutes of his removal, the account was persistently added back, and Song Ruoci deleted it again, and he added it.

This was repeated several times, and when Song Ruoci finally won, there was another knock on the door. This time it was Mu Zhe who had disappeared for several days.

"Are you okay?" Seeing the person coming, Song Ruoci's eyes turned cold instantly, and he leaned against the door frame with his hands clasped.

"Well, Brother Song..." Mu Zhe rubbed his arms awkwardly, not daring to meet Song Ruoci's eyes, "I heard you were hospitalized a few days ago?"

Song Ruoci instinctively thought that Mu Zhe's appearance must be a good thing, and he didn't intend to show any good looks, so he just repeated the question coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing... just that you were hospitalized a few days ago and I didn't visit you... I'm sorry." Mu Zhe said.

"It's just a fall, it's nothing serious." Song Ruoci felt a little regretful that he didn't go to bed directly, and the people he saw one after another tonight became more and more upset.

Seeing that Mu Zhe didn't speak any more, Song Ruoci asked again: "Is there something wrong?"

"Ah?" Mu Zhe raised his head, evasively said: "Yes, yes, that's the one..."

"I heard that Ye Geshen sent you to the hospital, so the relationship between you and Ye Geshen..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Ruoci closed the door, leaving Mu Zhe with an upset, "It doesn't matter."

This is pure fart, as soon as he closed the door, he jumped on the bed, poked his mobile phone and opened WeChat to chat at the top.

Although Mu Zhe was a bad visitor, his words made Song Ruoci understand one thing.

The relationship between himself and Ye Cheng.

My mood has been firm from the beginning to the end, and Ye Cheng, from the beginning of moving to his next door to participating in interviews and bluntly saying that he likes fat, all signs show that...

Ye Cheng likes himself.

He is Yecheng's fat, Yecheng's favorite fat, Yecheng's favorite...

Song Ruoci.

The moment this conclusion came out, a surge of emotions surged out of the atrium like a sea tide, washing the whole internal organs carefully, washing away the hesitation and anxiety, and leaving the shell full of love and love. ecstasy.

Song Ruoci grabbed the phone, suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and his hands trembled slightly.

"If one day, Ye Cheng says he likes you, will you agree without hesitation?"

Yes!Most definitely!

Song Ruoci wiped his face, and felt that he was the biggest idiot in the universe, who would move from the east of the city to the village in the city, who would sacrifice his rest time to run to the film crew, who would take care of himself like this... ..so fond of myself...

There was another familiar "ding dong——", this time it was the real Ye Cheng's Weibo post.

Yecheng Sugar: Angry【Picture】【Picture】

In the picture, a slender and well-proportioned hand is pinching the chubby and hairy face, but the chubby is not aware of it, and is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. The background is the hospital bed...

Opening the second photo, it is still the background of the hospital, sleeping fat, from the angle of selfie, Ye Cheng's eyes are looking down, revealing incomparable love, lips lightly touch the fat forehead.

Like kissing a lover.

In this situation, the small flame that Song Ruoci had just ignited disappeared as the Yangtze River rolled eastward.

Less than a minute after the microblog was posted, fangirls and fanboys with the topic "Ye Cheng likes Fat Pang" attacked with lightning speed.

At 23:[-] Moxuan: Meow?Wait... My God Ye, do you really want to spend your whole life with a cat!

Milk tea doesn't need pearls: I don't listen!I think fat is picked up!Bet on my future adventures!

Little Baoer Ah Zhen: emmm, I also think I picked it up. After all, I think I can still compete with a fat orange for my husband... If it is a young lady, I will... go up to two ears!

Excited little noisy: ah ah ah ah excited!We, Ye Tangtang, have been single for many years, is this an announcement of our relationship? Hehehe, I’m not crazy TAT

Song Ruoci turned off Weibo, first touched his forehead, trying to find the third eye from it.Then click on the person at the top of WeChat, squeeze a little courage from the small room like squeezing a sponge, and type a sentence.

Song Ruoci: Senior... are you there?

Ye Cheng watched his little baby send a message on the wine table, and the cautious energy could be transmitted to his eyes through the screen, making people unable to help but kiss the little poor one in his arms.

Yecheng Sugar: [I don't want to talk to you now.jpg]

For the fact that he was repeatedly blocked, Ye Dageshen was a little tempered for the first time.

But Song Ruoci didn't realize that the person he blocked just now was Ye Cheng, and he thought that Ye Cheng was angry because he kept Fatty from him and didn't explain it immediately.

Song Ruoci: [Hold your heart.jpg]

Ye Cheng accepted your care and refused to talk to you.

Song Ruoci sent a series of flattering expressions but failed to impress Ye Cheng. He was so anxious that he wondered if he didn't plan to support me...

Song Ruoci: Senior, please take care of me...

The evening wind in early autumn still carries the last heat of late summer, and it will still bring a wave of scorching heat when it blows on the cheeks.Ye Cheng found an excuse and temporarily withdrew from the wine table. Today he didn't drink as much as last time, but his head was still a little foggy, and he couldn't type easily.

Song Ruoci: Senior, let me talk to you, I will give you meow meow meow [poor]

The poor little baby sent several messages, and Ye Cheng was about to send a voice message to say something, but this message popped up and made him laugh.

Ye Cheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and there was a faint light in his eyes. He put the microphone of the mobile phone to his mouth and said, "Have you figured out how to explain it? Little Fatty?"

The moment he clicked on the voice message, Song Ruoci felt ashamed...hardened...So there is such a thing as Shi Geng who heard the voice for a second...

Because his head was a little foggy, Ye Cheng's voice was very low, with a tingling feeling in his hoarseness, and because of the alcohol, he unconsciously used a breathy voice.

The sudden reaction of his body made him a little overwhelmed. He didn't have time to answer Ye Cheng's question. Anyway, he didn't think about how to explain to Ye Cheng at the beginning. He even thought that if you don't tell me, I won't tell you. one day.And after seeing the Weibo post by Ye Cheng, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Ye Cheng, who didn't get a response, rubbed his forehead, but just chatting with Song Ruoci made him feel a little hard in his lower body, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Baby, do you miss me?"

This voice is the same as the voice just now, but with a touch of lust added.

It took a long time before Ye Cheng received a reply.

Baby: I think so.

With one word, flowers bloom all over the mountain.

"Ye Cheng." Zhou Nan pushed the cups and changed a few times by himself. He couldn't bear it anymore, and staggered out to find Ye Cheng. "That group of people drank too much..."

Ye Cheng wanted to say something to the little baby on the other end of the phone, seeing how Zhou Nan was about to fall, he hurriedly stepped forward to give him a hand, "Don't drink, change me."

Then he typed a few words on the screen slowly, confirmed it several times and sent it out, and then helped Zhou Nan back to the room full of grotesques.

After Song Ruoci received the news, she fell into sweet and shy thoughts.

Yecheng Sugar: I want to fuck you.

Dreaming back at midnight, spring and cherry trees, me and you.

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The next day Song Ruoci was in a trance, but fortunately Ye Cheng disappeared after sending the message yesterday, and he also tacitly did not go to Ye Cheng again.The third young master didn't have many scenes today, he huddled on the chair in the rest area and sent messages with Lan Ting.

Lan Ting: What's wrong Ruoci?I was about to talk to you just now, but you came to me first.

Song Ruoci: Sister Lan, can I not have an assistant?

Lan Ting: What's wrong?Did Mu Zhe do something?

When she raised her hand to type, someone touched Song Ruoci's shoulder. It was Qin Yue and the crew's martial arts instructor.

Qin Yue said: "Tomorrow there will be a fighting scene between You Tianquan and the third young master, do you want to check the martial arts moves in advance?"

Although Song Ruoci didn't like this person, but seeing that he was looking for him this time for work, it was hard to bring up his personal feelings.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Song Ruoci said something to Lan Ting, then hurriedly left with Qin Yue.