I woke up with eight tails

Lou Lian: "...!"

He was very young, so he just vomited - isn't that what he was talking about!

What, sir, did you answer a call about yourself?

"...It's not this problem. My family is too young and delicate, so I'm afraid it's hard for me to do it." Qin Fangfei frowned.

Lou Lian kept getting closer, his ears pricked up, and in the quiet environment of the suite, he could hear a lot of voices from the other side of the phone.

Just listen to the other side say: "Please, just a little shot...Xiao Yuan entered the group yesterday, and the schedule is only three days, it can't be delayed because of a kitten."

Lou Lian recalled that when he was watching the movie "Yuan Yue", the list of leading actors flashed in the opening credits. The "Xiao Yuan" should be Yuan Feifei, that is, Peach Blossom Demon Shejiang.

That is to say, Shejiang will appear in the second part?

Probably a memory kill.

"Director Song, Old Song," Qin Fangfei held the phone in the other hand, scratching the cat's chin with several fingers in turn, "Let's be honest, I don't want the house cat to appear in the public eye, it's just a very Little garden cat."

"..."

"If there's nothing else, I'm a little tired, so I'll hang up first."

"Hey--"

On the other side of the phone, in the carriage, hearing a blind voice coming from the car, the braided Director Song slammed the phone on the seat, staring at the young man next to him with fiery eyes.

Hearing the two consecutive "Director Song" and "Old Song", Song Huan understood in her heart that, for public and private purposes, I am afraid that old friends will not lend out cats.

And in the arms of the young man, a little pastoral three-flowered kitten was motionless, white foam was constantly overflowing from its mouth, it was exhaling more air than inhaling it, and it was about to die.

Tu Hexuan, who was holding the kitten, didn't dare to vent his anger, he bit his lips tightly, his eyes were red.

Yuan Feifei, who was driving, sighed: "Even if we get to the nearest pet hospital, it will take about 20 minutes."

About 5 minutes later, the Sanhua cub swallowed.

Yuan Feifei turned the car without a word.

Director Song said slowly, "One hour, just one hour."

As soon as the voice changed, he suddenly growled, his eyes reddened: "You just threw away a living little life! A kitten, little bastard, what's wrong with being scratched by it a few times, will you lose a piece of meat? !"

"Why did you just do it... you still want to play 'Flame Moon', aren't you afraid that the cat's soul will come back to find you?"

A man in his 40s is full of arrogance, and his aura is very frightening.

"No..." Tu Hexuan burst into tears, trembling all over, choked with sobs and said intermittently, "It's not like this, Director Song, listen to me, it's Ami, Ami..."

"Shut up!" Seeing that the other party wanted to defend himself, but he still said "No", Director Song's blood pressure soared, and he didn't want to hear anything, "Either find another milk cat, or don't let me see you again."

"Xiao Yuan pull over and bury the kitty for me."

So Tu Hexuan stopped talking, got out of the car silently holding the body that was getting colder, and said to Yuan Feifei who was driving down: "Sister Feifei, I'll go by myself, you go and wait in the car, it's cold outside."

Yuan Feifei still wanted to help, but was forced to go back by Tu Hexuan, so she had to sit in the driver's seat.

Director Song said wearily, "Xiao Yuan, thank you for today."

"It's okay, although I just met, I also like Ami very much, it should be." Yuan Feifei's tone was also very low, "What does Teacher Qin say?"

"I don't agree. He said he didn't want the cat to show his face...I understand what he means. This person used to be like this. He doesn't seem to care about anything. In fact, he is more paranoid than anyone else. Sometimes his strange desire for exclusiveness is terrifying." Director Song Already fainted, uncharacteristically, said a lot.

"That's it." Yuan Feifei responded, and suddenly remembered something, took out her phone and flicked, "No, if you just don't want the cat to 'show your face', then Teacher Qin may be disappointed, and now this cat has already shown her face ah."

She clicked on the trending search, and saw that one was rising at an extremely fast speed. The topic was very simple, just four words, "The actor and the cat".

Song Dao saw it and was dumbfounded.

The core of that article is a photo, shot from the bottom up, more like a candid shot than a serious pose.

In the photo, a slender figure is eye-catching. The actor in everyday clothes is standing by the flower bed, and the artistic conception is unexpectedly good.In the early summer, all the flowers bloomed, bright and beautiful, but Qin Fangfei's eyes never showed any kindness.

His eyelashes were lowered, and he turned his head slightly to look at his shoulder. On it, a little gray cihua milk cat was "hanging", its two front paws were behind the shoulders, and the two hind paws were a little below the collarbone. Big and watery eyes.

With that gaze, anyone can see that the film king undoubtedly dotes on this little milk cat very much.

Although it was a candid shot, judging from this picture, it is undoubtedly warm and beautiful.Although it is different from Qin Fangfei's cold image all the time, the cute contrast makes the effect even more explosive.

"Brother!! So my brother is also a cat slave!

"Awei died repeatedly——"

"Brother Fang Fei is simply more beautiful than Fang Fei, ah, I'm fine, I'm fine again!"

"Since you all want Brother Movie Emperor, I'll take the kitten away"...

There was screaming in the comments.

"Here." Yuan Feifei said, "I just brushed it a few hours ago. It was just posted at that time, and it hasn't been trending yet."

Director Song had a vague impression of this outfit, Qin Fangfei met him that day with this outfit, if this is the case, being secretly photographed is no small matter.He frowned deeply, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the background seemed to be the other party's own neighborhood.

And Qin Fangfei's high-end residential area would never let reporters or illegitimate students in.

That's intriguing.

"It's not a bad thing, and I've earned a lot of new fans." Yuan Feifei sighed, with a little envy in her tone.

Director Song didn't say anything about it.After getting along with the two plays, he found that although Yuan Feifei was talented in acting, she often lacked a single tendon in thinking about problems and could not see comprehensively.

But this matter to me, perhaps, is not a bad thing, there is a glimmer of hope to rekindle

Looking for the surreptitious shooter or thoroughly investigating the matter, strengthening vigilance or self-reflection, Qin Fangfei has done well by himself after being in the circle for so long.But the reason why the other party rejected him no longer existed.

Finding a milk cat is actually very simple, but it is rare to find one that satisfies the three points of "Chinese pastoral", "non-wild, relatives" and "milk cat" in a short period of time.

Qin Fang flew over with a cat like this, isn't this a gift from God.

Lou Lian woke up after sleeping for several hours.

Looking at the time, it was only two o'clock.

He wandered around to find a simple litter box. After solving the cat's birth problem, he felt a bit itchy on his tailbone, so he turned to look.

Carefully peel off the fluff, and feel relieved when you don't see the black moving dots.

Going back in a daze, suddenly shocked

There seems to be one more tail tail...!

He hurriedly "bowed" again, counting tails one by one, and finally confirmed that he has become a kitten with seven tails again.

It's comfortable.

Lou Lian screamed excitedly, as a cat demon, happiness comes so simply and suddenly.

Remembering that his husband was still asleep, he hurriedly shut up and picked up the newly grown tail—unlike other transparent tails, this new tail has feelings.

Still very sensitive, being poked by the cat's claws, itchy and painful, there is a weird sense of accomplishment.

Lou Lian couldn't help playing, he folded, bent and straightened the tail, and suddenly touched somewhere, a feeling of his soul coming out of his body, and his body became a little out of control.

Lou Lian: "...?!"

He watched helplessly as the tail broke free from its claws angrily, the tip of the tail moved slightly, and the soft hairs moved automatically without wind.

What followed was a sense of lightness.

Surrounded by an invisible aura, it feels great. For the first time, Lou Lian realized that this might be the so-called "monstrous aura".

The newly grown tail flicked violently, Lou Lian was dizzy for a while, and when he could see the scene in front of him again, everything was different.

This is a square world, the outside world is full of chaos, and there is a sleepy gentleman standing in the middle.

"...!" Lou Lian was shocked.

"Maomao?" The husband probably saw himself, walked towards this side step by step, reached out and touched the cat's head, and said in a raving voice: "Maomao, you are enough with me, others will hurt you."

"But if the husband goes to film, will we be separated?"

"...?!

After speaking, Lou Lian realized that he actually spoke human language.

Qin Fangfei was obviously taken aback, then pinched himself, and found that it really didn't hurt.

If it doesn't hurt, it's just a dream.

Qin Fangfei became interested instead: "Yes, Ji Ping will take care of you."

With a twitch of the newly grown tail, Lou Lian instantly understood the meaning of Juhua's words at that time - together, the nourishment for the tail was really given by Qin Fangfei. Although he didn't know the reason, he still stretched out his claws and grabbed Qin Fangfei's sleeve: " No, I want to be with you."

He didn't know how long this "dream" could last. Thinking of the words of Orange Blossom that "it will lose its tail when it is separated", he couldn't help being a little anxious, and stammered: "If I am here by myself, I will die... Sir, I will cooperate Everyone, I want to be with Mister!"

Qin Fangfei was slightly moved: "Do you know what Song Huan wants you to do?"

Lou Lian: "I know! I heard it!"

"No." Qin Fangfei changed his face at the speed of light, he pulled Loulian's claws away, and his tone gradually became colder, "The higher you stand, the more dangerous you are, and there are many fanatics who may arrest you and go back to the hot pot—not even in a dream, persuasion not me."

"Ah, no... Then, sir, at that time," Lou Lian rushed over and hugged Qin Fangfei's foot, the kitten's fluff rubbed against the cold instep.

His tone was soft: "At that time, my husband will protect me all the time, so no bad guys can catch me to eat hot pot, meow."