The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Messages on my phone kept popping up.

It goes without saying that he is an Arhat, and Fu Xiuyan doesn't want to pay any attention to him.

I turned off the bedside lamp and went to sleep holding the sweet and soft Xia Yang.

Because of his instructions, Luohan didn't care about the hot searches.

It’s not a big deal anyway.

No one can understand Fu Xiuyanxiu's obscurity.

Even if someone understood, it wouldn't matter. The whole country knew he was pursuing someone. Whatever happened seemed reasonable.

They don't know where the corner is.

Fu Xiuyan’s old fans have their own communication group.

Because their real bosses didn't want to bother with them, they formed a group on their own.

When Fu Xiuyan's movies become a hit at the box office, they will organize a celebration.

They celebrated when Fu Xiuyan's movie broke box office records.

When Fu Xiuyan got the endorsement of a top luxury brand, they made an appointment to buy the product to boost sales.

On Fu Xiuyan's birthday, they will organize a birthday celebration.

........................

Anyway, they did not miss any celebration related to Fu Xiuyan.

Without Fu Xiuyan's participation, they enjoyed every activity to the fullest.

Later, someone said that it would be great if Fu Xiuyan could attend one day.

Everyone waved him away: "He'd better not come. Even if he does, we won't let him in. Don't come and disturb our happiness."

This was how a group of like-minded people met because of Fu Xiuyan. After a crazy wave of traffic on Weibo, they returned to their small group chat.

[Ladies, I'm just asking, does anyone of you have a cat at home?]

Three.

Five.

Seven.

[I have more. Including the stray cats I adopted, that makes 28.]

[Wow! That's a lot. Your house is huge, right?]

[It's OK. We've got a dedicated area for them on the first floor.]

[Is it too late for me to sign up to be your cat now? ]

[That depends on whether you are cute or not, right?]

[I'm super cute, meow~]

【Awooo...Come into your sister's arms quickly.】

[By the way, why is the girl above asking this? Do you want to get a cat?]

This girl doesn't want to keep a cat; she wants to catch one. [Eyes that see through everything.jpg]

【Isn’t that the same idea?】

[Hey, sister, you understand me. I have one at home.]

【Why am I getting more confused the more I listen? 】

【I also. 】

[By the way, does Yan Shen's wound really not require an injection? You guys who have cats should understand better, right?]

If someone else gets caught, they'll definitely get beaten. As for him, all I can say is, haha.

[It's all just the schemes of a bastard man. ]

[Huh? Why didn't he use it? Is he not a mortal, so this little wound can't hurt him at all?]

Sisters, wake up. Although we were awed by his godlike role in his first film and became his fans, calling him the "Feast God," he's still a mortal like us, made of flesh and blood. We need to trust science.

[Oh, okay. Actually, I've always believed that character is the real him. These are just his experiences in the mortal world.]

[Are sisters writing novels? ]

Yes, yes. How did you know?

"It's pretty obvious. You must be quite talented. Keep it up!"

[Yes, I will! Thank you, sister. But can you tell me why the God of Banquet doesn't need an injection when he gets scratched by a cat?]

The girl who originally asked the question sent a photo to the group. It was an arm with a wound.

[This is the wound I got accidentally scratched by my cat a few days ago. ]

[And then? Is it related to the injury of the God of Banquet?]

[Of course they are related. You'll see if you compare the two wounds. It's obvious. They're not! The same!]

The group chat was quiet for a few minutes. Everyone must have gone to compare.

Soon they all came back in a swarm.

【It seems a little different? 】

[The wound on my sister's arm is thinner and deeper.]

[It seems that the cat raised by Yan Shen is bigger than the cats of the younger sisters in the group? ]

Even the cat raised by the God of Feast wouldn't be willing to scratch someone so handsome, right? It's so gentle. I really want to see what kind of cat it is. The God of Feast even said it's very beautiful.

Is that something you can watch whenever you want?

【A cat, what can’t you see? 】

【Is the cat you think it is a cat? 】

【If it’s not a cat, then what is it? 】

It’s my husband!!!

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Although, but. Jimei, you jumped so fast. I realized from the beginning that it was definitely not a cat scratch, but I didn't jump to the word "husband" either.]

[No, not husband. Wife!]

【Um? ? ? 】

Ahhh, sorry, I'm so excited. I don't know what to say. I'll take a picture of my husband and send it to you guys.

"No need for that! You're too shy. We're not that close, and we're not close enough to share your husband."

But the photos have been sent, along with an explanation.

[It just looks familiar. My husband just got home from get off work and I just realized it. The wound on Yan Shen's hand looks similar to the one on my husband's body.]

[I grabbed the one on my husband. So, was the one on Yan Shen also grabbed by his wife?]

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

"Are you so surprised? He said all along that he was pursuing someone."

[But, how did he end up in bed while chasing someone? It's obvious from that photo of him that it was taken in the bedroom.]

[Hmm. Maybe we can have the feast soon.]

[It's better not to say anything on Weibo for now. Just keep it private.]

【clear. 】

[So, the cat that sister wanted to catch just now wasn't a cat, but her sister-in-law?!]

You're still young. Do you still need to compare wounds? That guy posted three Weibo posts in a row, and I smelled something different. Something's wrong.

【Come on, let's discuss where to have our next meal? 】

【Aren’t you curious about who my sister-in-law is? 】

[Who else could it be? The one from last time.]

【Last time, did you see who it was? 】

【No……】

【Paddle, paddle?】

[That's unnecessary. His judgment is trustworthy. Besides, with his impatience, he'll probably blow himself up before you can figure it out. Let's save our energy and just find a place to eat.]

【Right. 】

When Fu Xiuyan woke up the next day, Xia Yang was still sleeping soundly.

I touched my forehead and luckily I didn't have a fever. I felt relieved.

Log in to Weibo and prepare to see if his fans have what he wants.