After I came back from the world of self-cultivation, I became popular

"what happened?"

Seeing Shen Qiumian's serious face, Meng Shenwen sat beside Shen Qiumian while wiping the water from his hands with a towel, "Are you reading Weibo?"

"The fan who asked me for an autograph was scolded." Shen Qiumian frowned, "What should I do?"

Meng Shenwen narrowed his eyes, and threw the towel to wipe his hands aside, "Just write it again."

Shen Qiumian was puzzled.

"Your number of fans has also exceeded 100 million. You can send out fan benefits or something." Meng Shenwen pondered for a while, "I'll let Cao Xi prepare for it."

"Then what should I do?" Shen Qiumian asked hastily.

Taking advantage of Shen Qiumian's confusion, Meng Shenwen lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, "Now, eat first."

Meng Shenwen's cooking skills can be said to be quite good. The sweet and sour short ribs are wrapped in a honey-colored coat, biting into it, the sweet and sour taste is moderate, which is just right for Shen Qiumian's taste.

The lamb chops that had just been taken out of the oven were still sizzling, and the tempting aroma permeated the air, causing Shen Qiumian to subconsciously swallow his saliva.

Meng Shenwen took a small knife, moved his wrist slightly, the light of the knife crossed, and with a flick again, a piece of mutton of uniform thickness slid into the delicate white porcelain plate, and only one leg remained in Meng Shenwen's hand bone.

Braised eggplant, dried bamboo shoots with bacon, blueberry yam...

When everything was brought up, the entire coffee table was filled to the brim.

After Shen Qiumian arranged the bowls and chopsticks, she stared at the plates of delicacies eagerly, and moved her chopsticks as soon as Meng Shenwen opened her mouth.

Looking at the other person's desperately anxious but obediently waiting appearance, Meng Shenwen's eyes slightly curved, which was exactly the same as in the previous life.

When the two of them went out to practice together in the previous life, Meng Shenwen was almost in charge of cooking.

Although they have already bigu, who can refuse the delicious food?

Every time Shen Qiumian was asked to eat first, he would shake his head, insisting on eating with himself.To Shen Qiumian, this may be more like a sense of ritual.

It's a pity that the food in the previous life is completely different from the food on the earth. Although the flavor is unique, after eating for a long time, I will always miss the food on the earth.

After the food was set, Meng Shenwen asked Shen Qiumian to wait a while, then got up and went to the opposite door to get wine.

However, what kind of wine to drink made Meng Shenwen have a difficult time.

His appetite is not heavy, only good wine, so there are wineries bought by Meng Shenwen all over the world, and wine cellars are set up in the properties where he usually lives.

Xiao Ning, as Meng Shenwen's assistant, of course knows what her boss likes. The house here is too small and the wine cellar is impossible, but she still set up a small wine cabinet and moved some of the wine collected in Meng Shenwen's office. come over.

Meng Shenwen stood in front of the wine cabinet with arms folded, tapping his arm slowly with his fingers. After thinking for a long time, he still took out a bottle of red wine.

***

"Red wine?" Shen Qiumian looked at the red wine and wine glass in Meng Shenwen's hand, and at the Chinese dishes on the table, feeling that something didn't match.

"I actually want fruit wine." Meng Shenwen didn't even use a wine screwdriver, and patted the top of the wine bottle with one hand. When he lifted his finger, the cork on the bottle seemed to be hooked by an invisible thing.

"But Xiao Ning was not prepared, so he could only make a living with red wine." Meng Shenwen said while pouring the wine, "Have a taste, how about it?"

Seeing the red wine glass brought to her lips, Shen Qiumian glanced at Meng Shenwen, and took it silently.

Taking a sip, the mellow aroma of wine permeated the tip of his tongue.

"It's delicious." Shen Qiumian commented.

"Then drink more." Meng Shenwen's smile deepened.

Shen Qiumian raised the wine glass high, and looked at Meng Shenwen through the wine glass, the other's face became a little blurred.

"You want to get me drunk." Shen Qiumian said firmly.

"I don't." Meng Shenwen also raised the wine glass in his hand, "If I want to get you drunk, I should take white wine."

"You just want to get me drunk on purpose." Shen Qiumian said again.

Meng Shenwen smiled helplessly, "Then are you drunk now?"

"I won't get drunk!" Shen Qiumian vowed.

Meng Shenwen paused when he shook the wine glass, and looked at Shen Qiumian suspiciously. After a while, he finally realized that Shen Qiumian...was drunk in one sip.

This……

He subconsciously looked at the degree on the wine label, and then looked at Shen Qiumian thoughtfully.

However, seeing this, Meng Shenwen's eyelids twitched, the red wine in Shen Qiumian's glass was completely empty.

Seeing Shen Qiumian clumsily turning the goblet upside down, but nothing came out, with a puzzled look on his face, Meng Shenwen felt a fire starting from his heart and gradually spreading to his whole body.

To be honest, Meng Shenwen saw Shen Qiumian drunk for the first time.

Perhaps it was because of cultivation, neither Shen Qiumian nor Meng Shenwen was drunk in the previous life, no matter how much they drank, they were only slightly tipsy.

"Mianmian?"

Shen Qiumian was still struggling with the question of why the goblet couldn't pour out red wine, when she heard Meng Shenwen calling her, she raised her head in a daze, her cheeks were already stained with two spots of blush, and her dark eyes were full of water .

"Brother Meng?"

Perhaps because of the smell of alcohol, Shen Qiumian's voice became much softer, and to Meng Shenwen's ears, it was no different from being coquettish.

Meng Shenwen got up and sat next to Shen Qiumian. The two sat on the same place instead of facing each other. He almost coaxed, "Since I guessed that I want you to get drunk, why don't you refuse?"

Shen Qiumian looked at Meng Shenwen blankly, as if she didn't understand.

Meng Shenwen repeated it patiently.

"Why...what...?" Shen Qiumian stumbled, trying to turn her little head, "Because...because it's you..."

"So...so...it doesn't matter."

Although the words were vague and confusing, Meng Shenwen still understood what Shen Qiumian meant.

Because it's him, he doesn't mind.

The next moment, Shen Qiumian's paws slapped Meng Shenwen's face again, because he was completely drunk, his hands were not light or heavy.

After "pressing" with the left hand, there was a rather loud sound.

After confirming that she was pressing down with her left hand, Shen Qiumian raised her right hand again, squinted her eyes and made a gesture. After a while, she seemed to have confirmed the direction, and "pressed" her right hand up.

In the next moment, Shen Qiumian simply pressed down on him.

Meng Shenwen hugged Shen Qiumian's back to prevent the other party from accidentally falling from the side, and at the same time lay down on the sofa following the other party's strength.

Shen Qiumian held the other's cheek, rubbed it up again, and met Meng Shenwen's eyes.

"Brother Meng?"

After being drunk, Shen Qiumian's voice was soft, his eyes were clear and bright, and he could see the bottom line at a glance.

"Huh?" Meng Shenwen patted his head, "What are you calling me for?"

Shen Qiumian was probably really drunk, he didn't answer Meng Shenwen's question, but continued, "Brother Meng?"

"Well, I'm here." Meng Shenwen probably guessed that he was talking drunk, so he didn't press the question, just answered.

"Brother Yuanning..."

Meng Shenwen's arms around Shen Qiumian trembled, and he said anxiously, "What did you call me just now?"

Yuanning, that's his name, but after traveling here, no one calls him that anymore.

However, Shen Qiumian, who was getting more and more drunk, didn't realize what he had just said just now. Seeing that Meng Shenwen seemed to get up, and he couldn't suppress him, in a hurry, he came up with a brilliant idea!

In the next moment, Meng Shenwen did not wait for Shen Qiumian's answer, but only waited for the other party's incarnation.

A big black cat with smooth fur suddenly appeared in the room. It looked like a cat but not a cat, like a tiger but not a tiger. Its tail looked a bit like a lion, but it was more slender, and the end of the tail was decorated with fluffy long hair.

However, the drunken Shen Qiumian couldn't control himself, and when he turned into a monster, he maintained his original size, almost the size of an adult tiger.

If Meng Shenwen hadn't been a cultivator, even if he hadn't been crushed to death, he would probably have been crushed to the point where he could only breathe.

"Aww--"

Finally pushing the opponent back again, Shen Qiumian whimpered in satisfaction and flicked her tail happily.

But I don't want to, the room is too small, the tail is too long, when it is swung, most of the prepared meals on the coffee table are swept to the ground, the tip of the tail is stained with soup, and when it is swung, it is scattered all over the room .

A drop or two even landed on Meng Shenwen's face.

Meng Shenwen: ...

He suddenly understood the feeling of some people raising Erha.

"Mianmian." Meng Shenwen took a deep breath, and grabbed Shen Qiumian's wagging tail.

The tail and ears are one of the sensitive points of the monster. The tail was pulled suddenly, and Shen Qiumian was stimulated, and subconsciously bit Meng Shenwen's neck.

Seeing that the sharp teeth were about to pierce Meng Shenwen's skin, they stopped suddenly.

The top of the tooth had already made a small depression on Meng Shenwen's skin, but he didn't bite down.

Shen Qiumian, who was still drunk, retracted her sharp teeth, her blue eyes were full of doubts, as if she was thinking, why is the smell so familiar?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Shenwen raised his hand and grabbed Shen Qiumian's right front paw, a golden light flashed, and the next moment, under the effect of the Taoist companion contract, Shen Qiumian immediately shrank and turned into a little black cat.

"Huh?" The sudden change of perspective obviously confused Shen Qiumian, but he didn't linger on this doubt for too long, and just followed the familiar smell and threw himself on Meng Shenwen's body.

After catching Shen Qiumian who was "throwing himself into his arms", Meng Shenwen didn't bother to clean up the soup all over the floor, and took Shen Qiumian directly to the bathroom.

***

Felines generally don't like water very much, especially the feeling that their fur is soaked in water.

Shen Qiumian is no exception.

In addition, the tip of his tail was the most stained with soup, and the feeling of being rubbed in the hands of sensitive points is not very pleasant.

After a shower, it was almost like a war.

After being forced to take a shower and dry her hair, Shen Qiumian immediately jumped out of Meng Shenwen's arms, and rolled herself into a ball at the corner of the bed in aggrieved manner.

Meng Shenwen looked amused.

Only then did he have the time to take off his already soaked clothes.After changing into clean and comfortable pajamas, Meng Shenwen walked to the corner of the bed, knelt down and poked the balled little black cat.

But what responded to him was only the little fluffy paw that came over.

Because she had taken a bath, Shen Qiumian only had a slight scent of roses on her body, and the smell of wine was almost gone.

After tossing and tossing for so long, most of the alcohol had dissipated, and the hairy paw pressing on Meng Shenwen's forehead gradually lost its strength, and a small snoring sounded.

After waiting for a while and confirming that the other party was asleep, Meng Shenwen hugged the little black cat into his arms and was about to sleep when he suddenly remembered something.

I grabbed my phone and took several selfies, and finally chose the one I was most satisfied with and posted it on Weibo.

@Meng Shenwen

Taking a bath for Mianmian made a fuss all night.

In the accompanying picture, the little black cat is nestled in Meng Shenwen's arms obediently, where is there any trace of fuss?

Although it was very late to post the Weibo, there are many people staying up late at the party, so there were several more comments as soon as the Weibo was posted.

【first! 】

[Ah, ah, the male god posted on Weibo!Am I dreaming?Change every year! 】

[Brother Meng ahhh! 】

[My soul wears that black cat!Don't stop me! 】

【Huh?Is Brother Meng's cat also named Mianmian? 】

[Most cats hate taking a bath. Every time I bathe my ass, he can scratch me with several blood marks! 】

[What else can I do with the one I choose to raise, I can only pamper it. 】

Seeing this comment, Meng Shenwen not only liked it, but also replied, manually pin it to the top.

@梦沉闻: You're right, I can only pamper you.

After closing Weibo, Meng Shenwen opened the penguin group again, and sure enough, the girls in the group had exploded.

A piece of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Meng Shenwen calmly circled a small pink flower and began to remind her to change.

[A little pink flower: no more!I really don't have a drop!Don't rush, don't rush! 】

[A little pink flower: The agreed exchange! @ Meng Mian Mian!Don't think I can soften your heart just because you nicknamed yourself Mianmian! 】

[Meng Mianmian: I'm done. [Web links]】

[A little pink flower:! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Qiu Lulu: I just watched a car drive past me, woo woo woo woo, boss! !Do you really not write about cars? ! ! ! ! 】

[Meng Mianmian: Don't write. 】

【Dash: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!dad!Please, just get a luxury Maserati!Otherwise, Aston Martin can do it too! 】

[Tenth level orthopedic player; Dad!Do you think my kneeling posture is still standard?Ask for a supercar! 】

Meng Shenwen looked at the whole group of crying ghosts and howling wolves, but still ruthlessly refused.

【Meng Mianmian: No, he will be shy. 】

[Qiu Lulu: I'm not shy, really. 】

[A little pink flower: I'm not shy, really. 】

[Qiu Xiang clicks on Bohu: I'm not shy, really. 】

The queue is neat and sincere.

Meng Shenwen thought about the consequences carefully, but still firmly chose to refuse.

It's one thing for the CP-addicted girls in the group to write, but it's another for Meng Shenwen to write it himself.

However, in order to appease them, Meng Shenwen promised to write more.

After saying this, the people in the group immediately circled a small pink flower to look at others.

[A little pink flower: Kneel down, it’s not that I don’t want to write, my other manuscripts are almost due, and the little fox I adopted a while ago is still injured, so I really don’t have time to write. 】

[Qiu Lulu: Is the little fox's injury still not healed?Didn't you go to the hospital? 】

[A little pink flower: I went, but the doctor said it was nothing serious, but recently he couldn’t eat anymore, so he went to check again, but the doctor still said it was all right, I wondered if he was cheating me of money ! 】

[Qiu Xiang clicks on Bohu: It is best to go to a big hospital. Which city are you in now? I can recommend you a few hospitals. 】

[A little pink flower: I went to a big hospital, hey... If it doesn't work, I'll take it to the next city to have a look. 】

[Dash: I pray that the little fox gets better soon! 】

Meng Shenwen pressed the phone off, then kissed Shen Qiumian's hairy head, and said softly, "Good night."

***

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, Shen Qiumian slept very deeply that night.

When he woke up, he was in a trance for a moment. After returning to his consciousness, he stared at Meng Shenwen blankly, as if he still didn't realize what happened.

Meng Shenwen rubbed Shen Qiumian's messy hair, "I'm back to myself!"

Shen Qiumian looked up and looked at Meng Shenwen who was brushing his teeth, and the events of last night gradually appeared in his mind.

He drank a little red wine, and...

Some people can't remember everything that happened after they are drunk, but some people can remember it very clearly.

Unfortunately, Shen Qiumian happened to be the latter.

As the memory gradually came back, after realizing how many excessive things he had done last night, Shen Qiumian seriously considered the possibility of pretending not to remember.

But... Shen Qiumian soon discovered that this method would not work at all. For the time being, Shen Qiumian could only recall fragments of memories from the previous life, but in this case, there was no memory of drinking himself at all!

In case...Meng Shenwen knew everything, wouldn't he be caught on the spot for lying?How embarrassing that would be!

After much deliberation, she couldn't think of any good solution, Shen Qiumian could only be thankful, fortunately, now that she was in the state of a black cat, no matter how blushing she was, no one else could tell.

Huh?

Shen Qiumian suddenly froze on the spot.

When did I become a black cat?

He only vaguely remembered that it seemed that Meng Shenwen held his hand, and then he became smaller.

So, why did I want to become a black cat?

Shen Qiumian thought and thought, but still didn't understand.

Instead, I remembered a lot of things that happened in the bathroom, especially...

As if thinking of something unsuitable for children, Shen Qiumian immediately sat up on the bed and hid her balls under her body.

"Still shy?" Meng Shenwen leaned over and touched Shen Qiumian's ear, then kissed his forehead, "Hurry up and wash up, I'll prepare breakfast for you."

Shen Qiumian nodded, "Thank you Brother Meng!"

"Good boy." Meng Shenwen couldn't help but kissed his ear again, "After breakfast, we still have business to do."

***

During the meal, Shen Qiumian did not change back to human form.

There is no way, as long as Shen Qiumian thinks of certain things last night, she can't help but blush. In order to avoid being seen, it is better to keep the state of a black cat.

Just after breakfast, Shen Qiumian received a call from Cao Xi.

"Qiu Mian, when did you meet Mr. Liu Zhaoliu?" Cao Xi asked, "Everyone came to the studio directly."

"Old Mr. Liu Zhaoliu?" Shen Qiumian was puzzled, "Who is he?"

"Huaguo calligrapher, the president of the National Calligraphy Association, haven't you heard of it?" Cao Xi was a little surprised.

Shen Qiumian felt even more strange, "Should I know him?"

Cao Xi: ...

"Hey, don't worry about this, the old man invited you to participate in the calligraphy exhibition, are you going or not?"

"Calligraphy exhibition?" Shen Qiumian immediately remembered the quarrel on the Internet, and the girl who was scolded, but the words she wanted to refuse were stuck in her mouth.

"Yes, it should be a calligraphy exchange meeting, get together to write and write or something." Cao Xi looked at the materials of the calligraphy exhibition, "Mr. Liu is very interested in the calligraphy you wrote for fans."

Sure enough, because of this.

After pondering for a while, Shen Qiumian nodded and said, "I will participate. But...Brother Cao, can you do me a favor?"

"Tell me." Cao Xi said directly, "Since you call me Brother Cao, everything must be taken care of for you."

Shen Qiumian smiled, told Cao Xi about the little girl, and asked him to handle it for her.

Originally, it was just good intentions, but the little girl did have a bit of gray and black air wrapped around her body, which was also the reason for her unlucky luck.

The exorcism Fu written by Shen Qiumian can be effective no matter whether it is carried by the other party or kept at home.

Who would have thought that it would bring her such a big trouble in the end, it didn't seem to dispel the evil, but rather cast down the evil, which made Shen Qiumian feel very sorry.

If you just sign her, maybe it won't be the case.

"Actually, I don't blame you for this matter." Cao Xi's voice became serious, "We are already investigating. There are a lot of navy accounts mixed in, and someone should have deliberately guided them."

"Is it Zhuo Yixuan?" Shen Qiumian immediately thought of this person, except for this former manager, Shen Qiumian didn't seem to have any trouble with anyone else.

"I've checked, and it's not him." Cao Xi directly denied the guess, "I'll tell you as soon as I find out."

"Brother Cao, please."

"What kind of trouble is this?" Cao Xi patted himself on the head suddenly, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Liu still wants to meet with you before the exhibition. If you don't want to meet, I'll find an excuse to decline."

"You don't need to reject it." Shen Qiumian said, "It's my honor to be invited by Mr. Liu, and I really should thank you in person."

***

"Grandpa, did he agree?!" Liu Tong looked at her grandfather anxiously and asked anxiously.

Liu Zhao nodded her precious granddaughter's forehead, and joked with a smile, "I don't see you caring about me so much on weekdays. Sure enough, I don't look good when I'm old~"

"Grandpa~" Liu Tong immediately said, "You are not old!"

"Okay, he has already agreed." Liu Zhao stopped teasing his granddaughter, and his expression became a little more serious. "I am also curious about how talented he is at such a young age."

With this in mind, a few days later, Liu Zhao brought his granddaughter to the appointed place.

However, as soon as he entered the door, Liu Tong noticed a strange aura.

Why is Qiuqiu's face so red?Could it be a cold?