It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

The tingling in the crown of the head and tailbone grew stronger, and everything in front of my eyes began to spin.

Mother Ye was still chattering about Luo Yecheng, Song Ruoci was fascinated, tugged at the corner of Ye Cheng's clothes, and softly uttered the word "dizzy".

Ye Cheng is slightly taller than Song Ruoci, and he can just see a little bit of the top of his head from the top of his eyes, only to see two spots of orange fluff slowly emerging from the fluffy black hair.

Ye Cheng was startled, and almost instinctively pulled him into his arms, then carried him on his shoulders, and rushed out the door as fast as he could.

"Ye Cheng!" Mother Ye called Ye Cheng's real name a little angrily, and knocked hard on the door of his room, "You release the little words! The bed in your room is too small, two people can't squeeze it in."

Xiaodou sniffed the air and kept scratching at the door.

Song Ruoci, who was successfully transferred to a safe place, had already thrown out his tail behind him, and his ears were protruding inch by inch.

"Yecheng, I..." The sudden change made Song Ruoci a little at a loss, especially in an unfamiliar environment, "What should I do..."

Although it can be broken, but now in Yecheng's hometown, the second elder's bedroom is next door, and Mother Ye is still knocking on the door tirelessly outside.

"Yecheng, let me tell you, come out before I get angry!" Mother Ye said with her hands on her hips.

After a few words, Song Ruoci's ears had already popped out, shrugging uneasily under the faint moonlight, his tail was shrunk, and his round almond eyes were staring in fear.

Ye Cheng's heart trembled, thankful that he moved fast enough just now, and brought Song Ruoci to a place where Ye's mother could not see in time.

He gently stroked Song Ruoci's slightly arched back, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Mom, Ruoci is afraid of the dark, and there is no small desk lamp in the guest room." While comforting Song Ruoci, Ye Cheng made up an excuse to prevaricate Ye's mother, "Let's squeeze together tonight."

Mother Ye compromised temporarily, but she still chattered about Ye Cheng outside the door, and didn't leave until Father Ye called her.

"Huh—" Ye Cheng let out a breath, raised his hand to turn on the light in the room, leaned over and kissed Song Ruoci's forehead.

"No..." Thinking that Ye Cheng was going to do something, Song Ruoci closed his eyes and twisted the hem of his clothes and whispered, "The sound insulation is not good..."

But the ears still couldn't help shaking because of joy, and the tail couldn't help wagging.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Cheng really wanted to deal with him on the spot, but due to the reality, he just kissed his forehead and thought about what to do.

Should I go back overnight, or go to the car...

It is definitely impossible to change back at home, and it is not feasible to go out and book a room. If you are on the road during the day, you may be seen by others, and you don’t want to wrong your little one in the car.

Tomorrow Song Ruoci still has work to host...

Ye Cheng gritted his teeth, took Song Ruoci's coat and put it on for him: "How about going home?"

Song Ruoci bit her lower lip and nodded.

After wrapping it tightly, Ye Cheng gently knocked on the door of the master bedroom before the two elders fell asleep: "Mom and Dad, there is a temporary job in City A, and I can't push it away, so Ruoci and I will leave first." gone."

Song Ruoci also said: "I'm sorry Uncle and Auntie, I will definitely stay a few more days when I visit you next time."

Then the two of them rushed out the door amidst a few questions from the elders, and drove back to City A overnight under the moonlight.

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After cleaning, Song Ruoci returned to normal, lying on the big bed exhaustedly.

When he grew cat ears and a tail, Ye Cheng was always very excited about this kind of thing, pinching his ears and catching his tail fondly.

Song Ruoci raised her hand and rubbed her waist, then changed her position and lay down on the bed to read the documents about the online celebration of the third anniversary of the game "Nanshan" sent by Cheng Liyang.

Tomorrow afternoon, I will visit Jiuge Company, walk through the process, and familiarize myself with the software needed for live broadcasting.

After browsing briefly, Ye Cheng held a glass of warm water to Song Ruoci, and asked him, "Why did you suddenly grow ears today?"

The first time may be due to the late vaccination, but the first few times were due to mistakes when transforming from a fat appearance back to a human form, or being frightened.

But fortunately, Ye Cheng was by his side this time, what if ears suddenly grew out when he was outside in the future?

Song Ruoci gulped down the water and shook his head, this time there was really no warning.

"Tomorrow..." Ye Cheng took the cup and drank the rest of the water, then lay down under the blanket, "Shall I go with you tomorrow? I'm not at ease."

It's not good to be seen so cute.

Song Ruoci didn't want to bother Ye Cheng at first, but considering that if he really got dizzy tomorrow without warning, he agreed and hugged Ye Cheng.

What they didn't know was that Lu Yang, who was far away in S city, looked at the man with white ears lying on top of him panting, and angrily bit his shoulder.

Time, November 25th, one month before Christmas.

In the afternoon, when Song Ruoci was about to go out, his cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was a money transfer text message, and Jiuge Company had already remitted the remuneration to him.

So Song Ruoci contacted the customer service on the way to Jiuge.

Customer Service Ring: Do you need lettering?

Song Pangpang: Yes, one engraves Sugar, and the other... emmm, wait a moment.

He tilted his head and asked Ye Cheng who was driving: "What do you think... what English name is suitable for me?"

"English name?" Ye Cheng was puzzled, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Oh, it's not an English name, so you can use an English word to describe me, don't say cat." Song Ruoci said.

"Yeah." At the traffic light, Ye Cheng stopped the car and said without thinking, "Myprecious."

someone i cherish.

"Okay." Song Ruoci raised his hand and typed English words to the customer service.

Ye Cheng didn't ask what he was doing, just smiled, and continued driving when the green light turned on.

It took a while for Song Ruoci to realize belatedly, he...was he teased just now?

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"Just call me Cheng An." Cheng Liyang's friend warmly received Song Ruoci, and was a little surprised that Ye Cheng appeared together: "Why is Ye Geshen here?"

"I came with the boss." Ye Cheng pointed to Song Ruoci, "I am a fan of the "Nanshan" game. I learned that my friend is coming to host the third anniversary, so I followed to visit. Why are you not welcome? I am I sang the theme song for your movie."

"Welcome, welcome, of course, you and Mr. Song can really make our company flourish." Cheng An said, leading the two to the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room is not big, only a set of tables and chairs and a computer are placed, and the game logo and npc paintings are painted on the wall.

"It's like this. Our online live broadcast is all in the game. You just need to show your face aside. We hope you can show up as the third young master?" Cheng An asked.

"Okay." Song Ruoci turned his head and glanced at Ye Cheng, asking for the opinion of his own jealous king.

Seeing this, Ye Cheng smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

"That would be great, we can provide clothing props here. But I heard from Li Yang that Mr. Song has also played our game?" Cheng An turned on the computer and opened the "Nanshan" client expertly, "Then Do you remember your account password?"

"This..." Of course Song Ruoci remembered that he was an internal beta player of "Nanshan", and some people still charge a high price for his account even now, but the game ID at that time was a bit...

He looked sideways at Ye Cheng, and the other party returned an innocent smile.

Cheng An thought that Song Ruoci didn't remember the account password, so he hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, we can provide it here, but I think it might be more meaningful to use your own account."

"I remember." Song Ruoci gritted his teeth, typed a string of numbers and letters in the account password, and logged in to the earliest large area.

The reading of the ink and wash style is over, and Song Ruoci's character and ID are also displayed on the screen.

Zhuoyumen, the body of an adult man, the weapon is a fan, and the ID is...

Words on leaves.

Ye Cheng smiled lightly at the side.

"It's just...my previous ID was not called this, this was changed later." Song Ruo explained dryly.

"Isn't there a place called 'Ye Shang' in the map of Zhuo Yumen?

"It's quite artistic." Cheng An looked at the screen intently, then turned to ask Ye Cheng, "Is your account convenient for me to take a look at?"

Ye Cheng thought about his district uniform, and then boarded it skillfully.

ID: word also

Unexpectedly, he manipulated characters to appear in the main city, and the world channel was maxed out.

Nine-year-old genius milk fan: Wucao Wucao Wucao Wucao, a well-known local tyrant in the whole server, Ci Ye, he, he, he, he is online!

The overbearing fourth brother: The one who blows up fireworks for Ye Shangci and sets fire to the main city? ? ?

The third young master's wife: Did you find that Ye Shangci was also online just now!

Yue Chengjue's pants: I don't believe that these two people are not tricky!

Cheng An just answered a call, so he didn't see the news scrolled on the screen, but Song Ruoci saw it clearly.

I vaguely remember that in the first year of graduation, I played games all night by myself, and then fell asleep on the table because I was too sleepy, and forgot to log off the game.

When I woke up, I only remembered that my private chat channel was maxed out by news of exploding fireworks one after another, and there were all kinds of expensive fireworks blooming around the game account.

And the ID for blowing fireworks for myself is exactly the word.

However, after Song Ruoci added Ci Ye as a friend, Ci Ye's profile picture never lit up.

Unexpectedly, after going around for two years, the word turned out to be Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng held his chin with a smile, and lightly tapped the table with his index finger: "Surprised, surprised, happy?"

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The author has something to say: QAQ has something to do during the day these two days, sorry for the lateness