Porcelain Cat of Movie King's House

Gu Lingheng originally wanted to cook two more dishes and let the manager finish eating before leaving, but her phone rang.

"Sister Ji, something happened here in the studio, are you free now?"

"I'll go back right now."

"Ling Heng, I left beforehand. Take your time to read these scripts, let me know if you find something suitable, and I will arrange it for you when the time comes."

"Sister Ji, I'll take you down." Gu Lingheng hurriedly got up.

"It's just a few steps away, no need to send it off." Ji Yun waved his hand and hurried away.

It was confirmed that Gu Lingheng was fine, there was no need for her to stay any longer.

"mum."

Gu Lingheng was fascinated by the script, Shen Miaomiao was dissatisfied, and stretched out his claws to scratch the script.

"Milk tea, don't make trouble." Gu Lingheng grabbed the troublesome little paw, the fur was too soft and the paw pad was too tender, so he couldn't help pinching it twice.

Cats don't like to have their paws and tail touched, and Shen Jingyun is no exception.

It struggled to pull its paw back, and sat down on the script.

Then he raised his small head and stared at Gu Lingheng with rounded amber eyes.

"mum."

Shit shovel, the script is important? Is it important?

You choose one.

"Milk tea is obedient, how about going to the side to play?" Gu Lingheng leaned forward slightly, patiently discussing with the little milk cat, "I want to choose a suitable script for filming, otherwise I won't have the money to buy you canned cat food and small dried fish. "

Hearing this, Shen Miaomiao immediately jumped off the coffee table and ran to Gu Lingheng's feet to play with the ball.

"Milk tea is so good." Gu Lingheng didn't expect his words to really have an effect, he chuckled, lowered his head and continued to read the script.

Shen Miaomiao played ball for a while, feeling a little bored.

It subconsciously wanted to make trouble for Gu Lingheng, but thinking that the other party had to make money to support it, it didn't bother, and skipped upstairs.

Running to the second floor, Shen Jingyun turned his head and saw Gu Lingheng concentrating on reading the script, and suddenly had a bold idea.

A few minutes later, on the desk in the study, a small white dumpling jiojio frantically pressed on the tablet, its blue-gray tail raised high.

If there is a second person present, you will see that Xiaobai Tuanzi is playing a fishing game that has become very popular recently.

After playing for a while, Shen Jingyun was hungry.

Looking up at the simple black and white alarm clock hanging on the wall, I found that it was eleven o'clock.

The little pawpad long-pressed the game icon to uninstall, and the mopping was over. Shen Miaomiao jumped off the table and ran out.

Looking at the stairs, Gu Lingheng was indeed still reading the script.

It curled its lips. When it was in the mountains, grandpa often played chess and forgot the time. He didn't expect Gu Lingheng to do the same.

Pouting her little buttocks and jumping down one step at a time, Shen Miaomiao ran to Gu Lingheng's feet and patted him lightly, "Mi!"

Shit shoveler, look at what time it is, my cat food has evaporated!

"Huh?" Gu Lingheng withdrew his attention from the script, bent down, picked up the little milk cat from the ground, and rubbed it along the back, "Milk tea, what's wrong?"

His thoughts were still immersed in the script, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"mum!"

I am hungry!

Gu Lingheng couldn't understand cat language, but the meowing of cats was nothing more than a few reasons.

I'm hungry, I need someone to play with, and I need to shovel cat litter.

"Are you hungry?" He picked up his phone and glanced at the time, "Oh, it's eleven o'clock."

"Sorry, I was so fascinated by the script that I forgot the time." Gu Lingheng put the kitten on the sofa and hurried to the kitchen.

Shen Miaomiao snorted and followed into the kitchen.

The lid of the pot was lifted, and the smell of shrimp and chicken lingered in the kitchen, making Shen Miaomiao even hungrier.

"mum!"

Shit shovel, give me a bite!

Shen Miaomiao stood up straight, pulled Gu Lingheng's pants, and called out eagerly.

"mum!"

hurry up!

"Okay, okay, these are all yours, no one will snatch them from you." Gu Lingheng was amused by the impatient appearance of the little milk cat, "The cat rice has just been made, it's too hot, can I eat it after a while?"

"mum!"

I don't care!

I want to eat now!

Shen Miaomiao simply jumped onto the stage to support herself, but Gu Lingheng hugged her down before touching Maofan.

After several times like this, Gu Lingheng didn't make a fuss, so he poured some cold water into the vegetable washing basin, put the small dishes in it, and accelerated the cooling down.

A few minutes later, Shen Miaomiao sat at the dining table and ate wildly. Gu Lingheng patted its little head, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart, "Milk tea, if you like it, I'll cook cat food for you when I have time, okay? "

After all, canned cat food is processed, and there must be preservatives and various additives in it. It is not as healthy as cat food made by yourself.

"mum!"

it is good!

Shen Miaomiao let out a sneaky cry, and the tip of her tail flicked twice.

Gu Lingheng looked at it for a while, then went back to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, put the fried vegetables on top, and sat across from the milk tea.

Seeing how delicious the kittens are eating, my appetite has improved a lot.

I used to live alone, and every time I came back, I felt that the house was empty and quiet, not popular.

Now that there are such cute little guys, the house is instantly lively.

Although the little milk cat is fussy, he either slaps things off the table or throws the ball into the corner of the cabinet under the sofa and asks him to take it out with a broom, but when he is so busy, he has no time to immerse himself in bad emotions.

The corners of Gu Lingheng's mouth slightly raised.

After dinner, Gu Lingheng went to wash the dishes, while Shen Miaomiao played in the living room.

With a sound of "Di--", the door opened.

Hearing the voice, it thought it was the manager, but turned its head and bumped into a pair of indifferent eyes.

The woman is about 40 years old, with slightly curly hair.

She was wearing a black dress with a white short coat, which was fashionable and atmospheric.

"Why is there a cat here?"

She is very beautiful, but her eyes are too contemptuous, making people, ahem, meow uncomfortable.

Shen Miaomiao moved her body and pointed her butt at the woman.

"Mom, why are you here?" Gu Lingheng came out of the kitchen, heard voices, walked to the living room, and frowned instantly.

"If you don't listen to me telling you to go home, why, I'm not allowed to come and see you?" The woman's face was pulled down, and Gu Lingheng was stabbed in a strange way.

For the sake of her being the shit-shoveling officer's mother, Da Miao forgives her this time because she doesn't remember the villain's faults.

Shen Miaomiao thought so.

As a result, it let the opponent go, but the opponent used it as an excuse to bombard it.

"Okay, how did you raise a cat, don't you think it's troublesome?"

"Milk tea is very good, it's not troublesome to raise it at all." Gu Lingheng pursed his lips, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, and his tone was cold.

"The cat has infectious diseases and bacteria fleas. You should throw it away, so as not to accidentally get infected." The woman continued to find fault.

Hearing this, Shen Miaomiao was instantly unhappy.

It's clean!

Where is the flea infection!

As long as I can remember, it is the only thing that bullies people. When has it ever been disgusted like this?

Shen Miaomiao's hair exploded, her back arched, her ears pricked up, her big fluffy tail flicked quickly, and a threatening sound came out of her throat.

But before it could move, its body lightened, and it was hugged by Gu Lingheng, and its ears were covered.

"The milk tea is very clean. I will take it to the pet hospital for regular checkups. Every three months, it will be dewormed outside the body. There will be no fleas on it."

Even though he knew cats couldn't understand people, Gu Lingheng still didn't want the little milk cat to face Zhao Qing's hatred.

"You're crazy for wasting money for such a bastard!" Zhao Qing immediately raised her eyebrows, and looked at Gu Lingheng with a mentally retarded look.

"The money I earn myself, I can spend as I like."

Hearing the word "animal", Gu Lingheng frowned even tighter.

But he knew that Zhao Qing was arbitrary and would not listen to what others said, so he didn't say much.

"Okay, you are powerful now, and your wings have grown hard. If you think I'm annoying you, I won't say anything." Zhao Qing sneered, and glanced at the living room.

Seeing the cute wind cat climbing frame cat nest that doesn't fit in with the furniture, and the cat toys scattered all over the floor, he frowned instantly, "Why is your house so messy? Such an old man can't clean up the house?"

"I'll pack it up before I go to bed at night."

Zhao Qing just said "I won't say anymore", then turned her head and started to criticize again.

Gu Lingheng had long been used to the other party's back-and-forth behavior, so he didn't feel much at ease.

"Clean up at night? How do I know if you clean up at night? If a guest comes and sees the mess at home, it must be said that I don't know how to teach my son and raise a lazy guy?" Zhao Qing caught Gu Lingheng from head to toe Counted down again.

Not to mention Gu Lingheng, even Shen Jingyun couldn't stand it.

This is Gu Lingheng's real mother?

Where did someone say that about his son?

Too much!

Gu Lingheng didn't refute, and let the other party dictate, stepping him into the dust.

After finally relaxing, his heart began to sink again. Looking at the woman with a sarcastic face, his face was full of numbness.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, Zhao Qing has always been a gentle and kind image in front of outsiders, only when she is alone with him will she show her bad temper.

Gu Lingheng sometimes felt that to Zhao Qing, he was just a trash can doormat and a tool for showing off.

The more Shen Jingyun heard it, the more unhappy he became, and he wanted to get out of Gu Lingheng's arms and scratch the woman a few times, or at least take a bite.

During this period of time spent with Gu Lingheng, he found that he was a very good person, no matter whether he deliberately jumped on the table and pushed things to the ground, or accidentally broke the bowl, Gu Lingheng never said anything harsh to him.

The woman is so arrogant, isn't it because of Gu Lingheng's good temper that she is so unscrupulous?

If it were someone else, he would have gone back a long time ago.

Reluctantly, Gu Lingheng hugged him tightly to prevent him from going down. One person and one cat competed for a long time. Finally, Shen Jingyun was exhausted, surrendered first, and did not move.

Gu Lingheng wasn't worried that the little milk cat would hurt Zhao Qing when he went down, but he was afraid that Zhao Qing would get angry and kill the little guy, or directly pick it up and "help" him throw it out.

It's not like this hasn't happened before.

When he was in elementary school, he once came home from school and picked up a little milk dog, which he took home and wanted to raise.

As a result, Zhao Qing saw that if she picked up the little milk dog, she was about to throw the little milk dog away.

Gu Lingheng begged for a long time, crying and followed Zhao Qing, watching helplessly as Zhao Qing threw the little milk dog into the ditch without water.

Even though the little milk dog whimpered, Zhao Qing showed no sympathy on her face.

At that time, he wanted to jump down to pick up the little milk dog, but Zhao Qing grabbed him and slapped him several times, and dragged him home by his ears. Gu Lingheng didn't remember what happened after that.

After all, it was just a beating after closing the door.

He was too young to resist.

Will not give in now.

No matter how much Zhao Qing insults and persecutes, he will not let the little milk cat go through what it used to be.

Zhao Qing had enough scolding, and seeing Gu Lingheng unmoved, she felt even more upset.

"I'm talking to you! What's your attitude!"

The author has something to say: Shen Miaomiao: After eating canned cat food and cat food for so long, I finally have a hot meal.