After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

Wen Song tried his best to adjust his figure in mid-air. He would definitely land, but it was also certain that the original injury would cause a second tear after landing. He had already felt pain during the struggle.

But the expected feeling of falling to the ground didn't come. Wen Song first felt his body freeze in mid-air, and then he was wrapped in a burst of warmth, just like the feeling of Qin Shi grabbing him the previous two times, but this time Qin Shi It was necessary to hold it tighter, but I also restrained my strength so that I didn't touch his wound.

Probably because he was afraid that he would fall or hurt him, Wen Song thought.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, because in Qin Shi's hands, he was sure that he was safe.

"boom--"

After Qin Shi grabbed him, he closed the door behind his back without mercy.

Wen Song was placed on the cabinet, while Qin Shi stood still with his back to the door.

The mirror glass at the entrance reflects Qin Shi's hard-to-see extreme expression. Across the door, Wen Song's ears can still catch the woman's yelling, and the words are nothing more than those. He is dissatisfied with Qin Shi's action of slamming the door, and Qin Shi's cat scratched him and was dissatisfied...

Wen Song couldn't imagine that this was something a mother would say to her son, not to mention that Qin Shi was such an excellent son.

Maybe it's because there are only Wen Song and Qin Shi in the huge space, or maybe it's because after becoming a cat, Wen Song is more sensitive in capturing people's emotions.

He felt that besides being angry, Qin Shi was also a little lonely.

This is the second time Wen Song felt lonely here in Qin Shi.

An impulse came from nowhere, Wen Song suddenly wanted to do something, even though he didn't know whether Qin Shi needed comfort, even though it was strange for him to touch another man's face with his hand, but he Still did it.

When the soft pink flesh pad was attached to the side of the man's face, everyone was taken aback.

Qin Shi turned his head with a complicated expression and looked at the kitten standing on the cabinet with its front legs leaning on his shoulders. He seemed to be worried about his state.

Wen Song Leng suddenly realized that he really touched Qin Shi's face. Although various thoughts flashed through his mind at this moment, they finally stopped at Wen Song's fingertips. One—as expected of a man chosen by God, his skin is so good.

So, he couldn't help moving his paws, but when the paws reached Qin Shi's face, he remembered the woman he had accidentally scratched before, so he quickly put away the exposed paws, leaving only the pads touching Qin Shi's face Face.

Wen Song patted twice, struggling to stabilize his body, then raised his head, trying to make his sincere gaze be perceived by the man—unhappy things, unworthy people, don’t keep them in your heart to make yourself uncomfortable Oh, look at me, so... so cute, why don't you think about me?

If Wen Song were to say these words, he could only say the first half of the sentence at most, expressing it with his eyes, and I don't know if Qin Shi could feel it. It should be obvious for him, right?

Qin Shi raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyelashes and swept over, the little white cat's paws gradually showed a faint smile on his face.

"Little thing, you're quite human, and it's not in vain to take care of you." Qin Shi said, raising his hand to support the kitten's buttocks and hind legs, and gently supporting the kitten's upper body with the other hand, and hugged the kitten towards him. walk.

As for whether the woman behind the door is still there, who cares?

"It seems like it's time to give you a name." Qin Shi thoughtfully, looked down at the kitten he was holding, and frowned: "Why are your ears so red? Have you caught a cold?"

It wasn't until the tips of his ears were gently twisted that Wen Song broke out of the sluggish state. He moved his ears to avoid the itchy and tingling feeling, and comforted himself in his heart: it was just a cat being pushed on his butt, It's not a human being, and besides, Qin Shi didn't know he was human, so it's no big deal.

After a while, seeing that the kitten's ears had returned to normal, Qin Shi decided to rest and go to the animal hospital.

What Qin Shi faced now was the question of how to name the cat.

One person and one cat looked at each other, one was sitting on the sofa, leaning forward to look at the kitten, and the other was squatting obediently on the sofa, with flickering eyes, moving away from time to time to avoid the man's direct gaze.

Qin Shi rubbed his chin, thought about this question seriously for a while, and tentatively asked, "Xiaobai?"

Wen Song: "..." Does this name sound good to you?

Qin Shi shook his head and denied himself just now: "No, like a dog."

Wen Song: "..." As long as you know.

Qin Shi: "Yellow and white?"

Wen Song: "..." Name it by the color of my eyes, can you save a little more trouble?

Qin Shi: "Tsk, no, it sounds like a dog."

Wen Song: "..." Can we avoid the dog?I always feel like you're scolding me.

Speechlessly, he turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to Qin Shi, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the open magazine on the coffee table. Wen Song's eyes lit up, and he got up and walked over.

In order not to make his actions too directional, Wen Song went to the side of the magazine and lay down on the ground, and started to destroy it, picked up the magazine with his paws, and lowered his head to bite twice.

Sure enough, in the next second he was picked up by Qin Shi and warned: "If your teeth itch, there is a molar stick for you to bite, don't bite the magazine."

Wen Song: Oh.

The kitten in his hand struggled a bit, and kicked the magazine with his back foot, Qin Shi took a look at it, and then his eyes stopped at a certain place in the magazine.

A look of anticipation floated in Wen Song's eyes, look, look!

"How about calling you borscht?"

Just listen to Qin Shi asking.

ha?

Wen Song is sluggish, I'll show you Vinson!What are you looking at?

Maoyan looked at the magazine again, Wen Song understood where Qin Shi had just seen, and was speechless.

He originally wanted to guide Qin Shi to read the article in the magazine that he interviewed after he won the Shidi Award. His English name Vinson was written on it. Who would have thought that what Qin Shi saw was the part where he said he likes to drink borscht The text, the layout of the magazine also intentionally interspersed the food introduction of a local restaurant on another page. Coincidentally, there was borscht on it, and it was accompanied by pictures.

Qin Shi pondered for a moment, "No, borscht is too difficult to pronounce. Call you Luo Luo? A Luo? Luo Song? Song Song?"

"Meow?" Hearing his own nickname, Wen Song, immersed in his own thoughts, responded reflexively.

then……

"From today onwards, your name is Song Song, Qin Song Song." Qin Shi said.

"..." Wen Song wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and couldn't laugh or cry, why did he even change his surname.

"Song Song?" Qin Shi raised the kitten and called his name.

"Meow……"

Forget it, Song Song is Song Song, it’s better than borscht.

Wen Song selectively ignored the word 'Qin' in front of Song Song.

Not long after deciding on a name, Qin Shi received a call from Ji Zhengqing, and the car was waiting downstairs for him to shoot a magazine.

Wen Song was left at home because he hadn't been vaccinated yet and the wound was still not healed.

Because of the 'previous record' of biting a magazine not long ago, Qin Shi took out some teething sticks and small toys, warned Wen Song not to make trouble at home, and then left the house.

Hearing the sound of the smart door lock closing the door, Wen Song jumped off the sofa, and now this home is his Wen Song Song's world!

Nonsence!It's Wen Song!