It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

With a sound of "ding dong", a new message popped up on Ye Cheng's cell phone, and he left the hungry Mary and Jack to go to the living room to get the cell phone.

Director-Cheng Liyang: Brother Ye, Brother Ye!

Ye Cheng and Cheng Liyang met in a micro-film brand. Cheng Liyang is serious and responsible for her work and has a lively and cheerful personality. After the cooperation, the two also have contacts.

Yecheng Sugar: How?went well?

Director-Cheng Liyang: Brother Tuoye's blessing is completely smooth!Three young masters get√

The corners of his lips curled up, and his slender fingers swiped a few times on the screen, and a photo was turned up. The boy in white closed his eyes and smiled lightly on the pines.

It was Song Ruoci's third young master of Nanshan.

Yesterday afternoon, Cheng Liyang asked him if he had any suitable actors for the third young master, Ye Cheng sent Song Ruoci's cosplay photo, and then withdrew it two seconds later.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Liyang also had this group of photos, so he threw several of them at him, and kept asking him if he knew this little brother.

"Delete this group of photos and I will tell you." Ye Cheng said quietly, "Otherwise, you can find someone else to play the third young master."

"Brother Ye, can I just keep one!" Cheng Li begged bitterly, "I have also liked Mr. Song for a long time!"

"No." Ye Cheng was decisive.

In the end, Cheng Liyang sent a screenshot of the empty photo album, and Ye Cheng told him the name of the third young master.

At first Ye Cheng saw this group of cosplay photos on Song Ruoci's Weibo as Mr. Song, and downloaded the game to play the next day. He manipulated his character and stood in front of the NPC Third Young Master to watch it for a long time, and finally got Come to a conclusion: Song Ruo's poems are still beautiful.

Director-Cheng Liyang: Hee hee, thank you Brother Ye this time~ Treat you to dinner another day~ [Comparison. jpg]

Yecheng Sugar: You are welcome.

After dismissing Cheng Liyang, Ye Cheng found the photo again, and it took him a long time to think of Jack and Mary who had been neglected by him.

The two cat owners had already slapped him angrily.

"Hey Liyang." Ye Cheng called Cheng Liyang after feeding the cat.

"Ah, what's the matter, brother Ye?" Cheng Liyang was a little surprised when he received the call from Ye Cheng, and wondered if he secretly hid a photo of Mr. Song and was found?

Ye Cheng was in a good mood, and there was a slight smile in his tone: "Have you ordered the opening and ending songs for this movie?"

"The song hasn't been ordered yet, what's the matter? Is Brother Ye interested in singing?" Cheng Liyang was looking at the secretly hidden photo, when he suddenly heard Ye Cheng talk about the movie song, he clicked delete with a trembling hand.

"Yes. What does director Cheng Da think of me? Is it suitable?" Ye Cheng walked to the window, looked at the bunches of finely crafted grapes on the shelf and joked.

After talking with Cheng Liyang about the opening and ending songs of the movie, Zhou Nan came with a takeaway in his hand: "I think I'm about to be downgraded from an agent to an assistant."

Ye Cheng nodded: "Since you have this awareness, then I will give you the assistant's salary next month."

"Thank you Brother Ye for your kindness." Zhou Nan stuffed the bag into Ye Cheng's hands, without any intention of entering the door, "Pangpang probably..."

"Let's talk about it later." Ye Cheng smiled wryly.

"I have to go to the company here." Zhou Nan turned around, walked away two steps and then turned back, "By the way, when I just came back from outside, I saw Xinghe's nanny car just leaving the community. You, You can figure it out for yourself, just don’t let the paparazzi catch it.”

"Go away, go away."

Ye Cheng sent him away without mercy, and went to knock on the door of Song Ruoci's house.

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Song Ruoci held the door lock and didn't dare to let go. There was a golden light in front of his eyes, his legs were sore and numb, and he barely managed to stand up.

Ye Cheng knocked on the door again.

He was almost fainted, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat. He couldn't speak a word, so he had to take a deep breath and rubbed his eyes vigorously with one hand.

"Don't be a cat, don't be a cat."

Perhaps his prayers had an effect. After a while, the dizziness gradually dissipated, and his eyes became clear again.

"Senior Ye has been waiting for a long time." Song Ruoci opened the door and forced a smile at Ye Cheng, "Is there something wrong?"

Ye Cheng stood at the door, his gaze fell on Song Ruoci.There was a trace of tiredness on the fair cheeks, and the eyes that had been rubbed just now were a little red and swollen, shining with a little sparkle, and the small nose twitched, looking like a wronged kitten, which made people feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but have the urge to hold her in my arms and caress her.

"What's the matter?" Ye Cheng didn't answer Song Ruoci's question. He didn't know what was wrong with him. After all, he couldn't say that I wanted to come and see you, so he had to grab his hand rubbing his eyes, " Who bullied you?"

The sudden approach of Ye Cheng caught Song Ruoci by surprise, and his face turned red instantly: "No, no one, I just woke up."

But he still quickly touched that hand, then raised his head and asked hesitantly: "What's the matter, senior?"

Which pot doesn't open and which pot to lift, and I don't know what to eat to grow up so cute.Ye Cheng smiled: "Well, it's not a big deal, it's just that I ordered a lot of takeaways, and it's a pity to throw them away, so I came to ask my new neighbors if they want to order some together?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ye Cheng regretted it. It was not good to find any excuses but to find this. Zhou Nan only bought a meal for one person, so there was no extra.

However, looking at the pair of eyes that instantly became sparkling and the small eyes full of expectation, Ye Cheng said in his heart that he lost, and he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

"This..." Ye Geshen looked at the lonely box of takeaway on the dining table, feeling a little embarrassed, wishing to beat up Zhou Nan who only bought one meal.

And Song Ruoci sat in front of the table, scratching his heart with all kinds of claws, as if he had a fat cat in his heart.He didn't know why Ye Cheng invited him to his house, because the meal on the table didn't look like he bought too much.

Could it be that something has been seen?

Didn't he become a cat this time?

The two people with their own ulterior motives just sat facing each other, speechless for a moment.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

After all, Jiang is still old and spicy, Ye Cheng took the lead to break the silence: "...or I'll order another one for you?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Cheng instantly wanted to slap himself again.

Song Ruoci breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the male god has not discovered the connection between himself and Pangpang.After unloading the burden, he felt much more relaxed. He tentatively asked, "Well, I usually cook some meals at home. If senior doesn't mind..."

Before finishing speaking, Ye Cheng nodded immediately: "I don't mind."

The bone broth in the pot is boiling, and the long and delicious fragrance hits the sense of smell with every breath and breath.

Seeing Song Ruoci, who was chopping vegetables in a smooth and flowing manner, Ye Cheng became more and more fond of him, and felt that the person he liked was a good one.

"Do you often cook?" Ye Cheng secretly pinched a piece of freshly fried potato and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he still sucked his finger, thinking that the taste was not bad.

"Yeah." Song Ruoci nodded, his hands kept moving, "Because I lived alone a long time ago, so I can only cook by myself."

Ye Cheng remained silent, and said to himself, come and live with me, so that he won't be alone.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that Ye Cheng didn't speak after eating the potatoes, Song Ruoci was afraid that the fried dishes might not suit his taste.

"Delicious." Ye Cheng picked up another piece of potato and handed it to his mouth.

And Song Ruoci also naturally opened his mouth to eat the male god's food.

This series of actions was so fluent that neither of them noticed the ambiguity in it immediately.

Under the warm orange light, Ye Cheng's eyes are full of doting, while Song Ruoci's pursed mouth is close to his hand, the whole picture is as ambiguous as possible.

The tactile sensation of the fingertips was plundered by a tingling electric current, and Ye Cheng suddenly withdrew his hand in shock.

Song Ruoci also suddenly realized his behavior, and couldn't help turning his face away.

For a while, only the sound of a heartbeat can be heard.

"Gudu-"

"Gudu-"