It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

Because of... myself?

Ye Cheng's finger was still poking on his forehead, Song Ruoci couldn't help but asked in doubt: "Why is it because of me, senior?"

"Yeah." Ye Cheng thought for a while, and when the cat bastards didn't pay attention, he threw the person directly on the bed and lapped him into his arms, "Mary and Jack were given by a friend a year ago. I flipped through your Weibo, I remember you were acting in an online drama, right?"

When his black history was brought up, Song Ruoci buried his face in the pillow like an ostrich: "Senior, stop talking..."

This shy look made Ye Cheng both funny and fond of it, but which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted: "What did you say on Weibo about the domineering Mary Jackie online drama, I thought it was very funny, so I gave it to the two cats name."

Absolutely, dear shit shoveler.

"What about fat? Is it because of being fat?" Seeing how casual the name was, Song Ruoci couldn't help asking about Pangpang, but he actually knew exactly what Pangju looks like.

Seeing Ye Cheng nod his head, Song Ruoci felt that cats were more angry than cats. Mary Jack had a foreign English name, so he just looked at his body shape, so he snorted and turned his face away.

Even if you are fat, you still say "I love you" in the song, and let others intercept it as a reminder. If you don't coax me well today, I will ignore you.

He was arrogant in his heart like this, but his body quickly sank into unconsciousness because of Ye Cheng's kiss. When the warm touch came, he even opened his mouth to cater to it.

"Meow!" The two uncle cats howled when they saw that their fat man was being bullied by the excrement shovel officer. They all shot together, one scratched Ye Cheng's trousers desperately, and the other ran forward to bite his. The collar, and desperately pushed Ye Cheng's face with his paws, trying to push away the part that stuck to his chubby face.

Ye Cheng selectively ignored the cat-dropping bastards, and continued to gnaw on his own wife, until a dull "I love you" sounded, and the two who were still kissing were stunned, and their big eyes stared at each other.

After reacting, Ye Cheng raised his brows and eyes, and the tip of his tongue viciously swept Song Ruoci's palate, sucked it hard again, and let it go after making a "boo", sticking it to the ear that was so red that it was about to bleed, and whispered softly. Say, "I love you? Huh?"

The message was sent by Chen Que, asking Song Ruoci if he wanted to go out together.

"Who is this?" Ye Cheng asked Song Ruoci with his mobile phone, "The one who wants to live with you?"

Just after the words fell, there was another "I love you."

Chen Que sent an emoji of a kitten, which happened to be a fat orange cat. Ye Cheng looked at the orange cat rolling on the screen, then looked at Chen Que's profile picture, and thought about it thoughtfully, as if it was a child The one who tried to send him back to the hotel when he was drunk.

"It's him, senior, give me the phone..." Song Ruoci blushed and wanted to get the phone, but Ye Cheng raised the phone high and gently pressed his head.

Ye Cheng was condescending, and quickly tapped his fingers on the screen. The two uncle cats under his feet kept trying to jump up and scratch him: "I'll give it to you if I call my husband."

It's not that Song Ruoci has never shouted before, but at that time he was either drunk or in a daze, but he was afraid that there would be more news and a few more shameful "I love you", so he gritted his teeth and shouted out :"husband!"

"Why are you so fierce? Be good, your voice should be softer."

"..."

"Do you still want a cell phone?"

"husband..."

With a "beep", Ye Cheng took back his mobile phone in a leisurely manner, and at the same time threw Song Ruoci's mobile phone to him: "Okay, it's recording, it's good to be a reminder."

Song Ruoci: ......

After picking up the phone, I saw a message on the screen——

Song Ruoci: No time, goodbye.

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Due to the sound insulation effect and the two fat-protecting envoys, the two of them are not beyond description, although Song Ruoci's unwillingness to wrap around Ye Cheng's waist almost drives people crazy.

But Ye Cheng felt that this kind of thing had to be done at home behind closed doors, and he didn't want others to hear meowing, so the two hugged each other and had a good sleep, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon when they woke up. The crew's WeChat group also sent a message about dinner tonight.

"Will you go to the dinner party later?" Song Ruoci let Ye Cheng button his clothes. Cheng Liyang should have invited all the actors, including Ye Cheng.

"Are you going? I'll go if you go." Ye Cheng asked intently while buttoning his button.

"Go." Song Ruoci tilted his head and thought for a while. He always wanted to attend the event with Ye Cheng. Although it was just for a meal, standing beside him gave a sense of reality.

"Okay." Ye Cheng nodded, and took advantage of Song Ruoci's clothes before stopping.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Zhou Nan drove Song Ruoci, Ye Cheng and Wen Sen to the restaurant in City C. It was a unique hot pot restaurant. According to Cheng Liyang, people eat more and it is more lively, which is convenient for bonding.

"Yecheng." As soon as he stepped into the gate of the hotel, a tall man in black from a distance called out familiarly.

Song Ruoci squinted his eyes and looked at it, as if he was a person who often appeared on TV, but he couldn't remember the name for a while.

"Xiao Song, go by yourself first." Ye Cheng turned his head and said to Song Ruoci, and quickly lowered his voice, "Be good, the short man with the hat next to him is Yuji."

Song Ruoci immediately understood, nodded and said, "Alright Brother Ye, then I'll go there first."

Although I went obediently, I was still a little unhappy, not because of the man in black, but just dodging in front of Yuji...

Although I really don't have the capital to come out now... Song Ruoci glanced at the entertainment reporter, straightened his clothes and walked forward.

The warm air of the air conditioner was fully turned on, and the whole room was extremely warm. Song Ruoci took off his coat and only wore a white sweater to find an empty seat. Before everyone had arrived, they sat loosely around the round table with each other. Talk to people around you.

Song Ruoci lowered his head and was poking randomly on the screen, covered by a shadow, he thought it was Ye Cheng and raised his head: "Are you here?"

Who knew it was Chen Que.

"Is the seat next to you vacant?" Chen Que asked with a smile, showing eight teeth while smiling.

Before Song Ruoci could answer, he had already opened the stool and sat down straight away, with his hands resting on his chin: "There is a very interesting place nearby, I wanted to drag you out to have a look today, but you don't have time, what a pity."

Following Chen Que's movements, the smell of cologne spread to Song Ruoci. He frowned slightly, thinking that the smell from Ye Cheng was still good.

Song Ruoci withdrew his gaze and looked at his mobile phone again, and said in a low voice, "Well, there is something to do."

"Then are you free tomorrow?" Chen Que asked persistently, "Tomorrow is still a day off, and I saw that the weather tomorrow will be fine and the temperature will be moderate, so wearing a sweater is just right."

As he spoke, his eyes swept back and forth on Song Ruoci's body. Song Ruoci's appearance belonged to the kind that looked a little cute at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he could reveal a hint of sharpness.The light in the room gave him a layer of warm color, and it just resolved the sharpness. The white turtleneck sweater and some fluffy hair made him extremely cute.

Except for some cold eyes.

"He's not free tomorrow." A voice came from behind Chen Que, "Tomorrow I'll make an appointment with him to check my cat."

Ye Cheng smiled slightly, and at the same time politely asked Chen Que: "Can I change seats with you? I want to sit with my friend."

Ye Cheng's appearance attracted everyone's attention. He spoke clearly and clearly, and everyone in the room could hear him clearly.

Chen Que didn't know the relationship between the two, but only knew that Ye Cheng and Song Ruoci had a good relationship, and Ye Cheng made his debut earlier than Chen Que, and as the leading singer in the circle, Chen Que was considered a traffic niche if he died, and the two of them were friends. In comparison, the requirements of the predecessors do not seem excessive.

"Okay." Chen Que stood up unwillingly, gave up the seat next to Song Ruoci to Ye Cheng, and walked around Song Ruoci to sit next to him.

As soon as his hand touched the back of the chair, Wen Sen rushed over like a whirlwind, sat down, smiled at Chen Que, and said in a slightly apologetic tone: "Sorry."

After Ye Cheng took off his windbreaker and sat down, he cast a sideways glance at Chen Que, who ran to sit across the table, hum, you are too young to steal a wife from me!

Everyone arrived one after another, Cheng Liyang said a few polite words and began to serve the dishes. After Chen Feng, the oldest member of the group, moved his chopsticks, everyone also began to eat one after another.

"Can you eat spicy food?" Ye Cheng lowered his voice and asked Song Ruoci, while everyone was not paying attention, he secretly made sliced ​​mutton for him, "What do you want, I'll make it for you?"

"I can do it myself..." Song Ruoci said in a low voice. Everyone thinks that he and Ye Cheng are friends. The overly intimate actions between the two big men will still arouse everyone's suspicion, not to mention that Yuji is still outside .

"Okay." Ye Cheng put down his chopsticks, stretched his right hand under the table to hold Song Ruoci's hand, "Are you a little unhappy?"

As soon as the words were finished, an actress came over with a wine glass and said with a smile, "God Ye Ge, I would like to toast you."

Song Ruoci was startled, and instinctively wanted to shake off Ye Cheng's hand, but unexpectedly, Ye Cheng clenched it even tighter, and his fingertips still scratched lightly in the palm of his hand.

"Wow, Xiaoqing, you are the first!" Another actress came over with a wine glass, "I want to toast Ye Shen too!"

Seeing more and more actors approaching, Ye Cheng reluctantly let go, stood up and drank one by one.

Song Ruoci held the drink in his cup and drank it silently.

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After the dinner, Cheng Liyang arranged other entertainment activities. Song Ruoci declined on the pretext of being dizzy, but the toasters were actually toasting one after another. Ye Cheng and Zhou Nan, who was holding the wine for him, were both a little drunk, and the heavy responsibility of driving fell to own head.

There was no one in the underground garage at the moment, Song Ruoci stopped to look at him after fastening his seat belt, and couldn't help caressing Ye Cheng's face with his fingers.

Ye Cheng was sitting on the co-pilot, with his head down and eyes closed, his slightly curly hair hanging down to cover his slender eyelashes and high nose bridge, his thin lips parted slightly, and the breath he exhaled smelled of alcohol.

Song Ruoci buckled his seat belt for him, and when he was about to turn around and close the door, Ye Cheng grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

"Do you want to come out?"

He heard Ye Cheng ask this.

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