It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

The warm yellow light in the bathroom, through infinite diffuse reflection, makes the whole room look warm.

As if doing something shameful, Song Ruoci covered his mouth with his hand, and then gently licked the corner of his mouth where no one could see.

There still seems to be some flavor of Yecheng on the lips.

He didn't know how he finished the meal just now, he just felt like a shy little wife who just walked through the door, and he didn't dare to glance at Ye Cheng the whole time, and didn't dare to meet the gaze shot from there.

Song Ruoci looked at the blushing person in the mirror, and hurriedly took a handful of cold water and patted it on his face to regain his composure, feeling that he was a bit out of line.

The sound of cat food hitting the porcelain bowl came from outside the door, Song Ruoci wiped the water off his face and walked out, seeing Ye Cheng feeding Mary and Jack as if nothing had happened.

After seeing Song Ruoci, Mary and Jack immediately abandoned Ye Cheng, who was serving food, and ran to him and called Mimi.

Mary: You are fat!

Jack: Pangpang, why did you become like this?

However, to Song Ruoci's ears now, the two cat masters exchanged greetings like meow meow meow, he knelt down and scratched the chins of the two cat owners.

Mary put her forelegs on Song Ruoci's arm, stretched her head to rub Song Ruoci's cheek, and the aloof Jack also leaned over to lick his hand.

The prickly cat's tongue made Song Ruoci feel a little itchy, and the corners of his mouth could not help opening a little.

Just now Song Ruoci's silent eating appearance made Ye Cheng feel that he had gone too far, so he moved out the two giant Buddha statues of Mary and Jack to save the scene. Unexpectedly, these two masters would be so face-saving, and instantly stuck to Song Ruoci I can't get off my body.

Looking at the smiling Song Ruoci, he heaved a sigh of relief, twisted his fingers behind his back, and said softly, "The two of them like you very much."

Song Ruoci thought that it was probably because we were of the same kind, but she dropped her vest after saying this, and said: "Well, maybe I am attracted to cats after all?",

"Cat sucking?" Ye Cheng squatted down and wanted to touch Mary's head, but Mary turned her head and leaned into Song Ruoci's arms.

This little bastard!

Ye Cheng withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

Song Ruoci hugged Mary: "It means to attract cats."

"Oh?" Ye Cheng went to grab Jack again, "You mean I don't attract cats?"

Jack twisted deftly, put his head under Song Ruoci's head, and kicked Ye Cheng by the way.

"No." Song Ruoci smiled, eyes rolled up, "I didn't say that, but you said it yourself, senior."

Ye Cheng looked at Song Ruoci who was hugging two cats, soft and bright, with curved eyebrows, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised.

The clock on the wall of the living room rang eleven times, and the time slipped by quietly, and the speed of the passage was a bit regrettable.

Taking off the big cats stuck to his body, Song Ruoci patted the hem of his clothes: "Senior, it's eleven o'clock, so I won't disturb your rest."

Ye Cheng rubbed his chin and said unwillingly, "Okay, I'm going to trouble you today, I'll take you back."

Song Ruoci nodded.

The two people who were indulging in their own little world lived opposite each other without realizing it at all.

Song Ruoci stood at the entrance of his house, and was stunned as soon as his hand touched his pocket.

When I just went out...did I bring the keys?

I tried my best to dig into my pocket and pulled out the two pieces of cloth, but there was still no key.

Song Ruoci felt that he must be stupid, and Ye Cheng must be poisonous.

"What's wrong?" Ye Cheng who was standing behind poked his head, "Didn't find the key?"

Song Ruoci shook his head, it's not a question of finding it, it's not at all!

"Hmm...well, Senior Ye..." Song Ruoci scratched his face with his fingers, feeling that what he was going to say next was really hard to say.

"What?" The door of Ye Cheng's house was still open, and the light from the living room shone through, outlining a circle of warm colors around Ye Cheng who was standing against the light.

"I... I just went out and forgot to bring the keys..."

This sentence was crushed and flattened on the ground. It was the three words "begging for adoption" in capital letters, still in a fat font.

When Song Ruoci realized it, he was already holding a gray bathrobe and was pushed into the bathroom by Ye Cheng.

The new bathrobe was soft and fluffy, filled with the smell of sunshine, Song Ruoci buried his face in the softness, feeling so ashamed, when the male god sent an invitation, he was so anxious that he didn't even take out the key , will the male god feel that he is not reserved...

Ye Cheng sat on the sofa and tried hard to control himself not to look towards the bathroom, but the sound of splashing water made him distracted again.

Looking at the cat master who was sitting at the door of the bathroom like two giant Buddhas waiting for Song Ruoci to come out, Ye Cheng smiled on his forehead and said to himself that he was really a goblin.

After both of them finished washing, Ye Cheng felt worried again.

There are two bedrooms in the house, Ye Cheng sleeps in the master bedroom, and the second bedroom is used as a cat house by the cat owner. Where does Song Ruoci sleep?

sleep together?

Ye Cheng came up with this idea immediately.

However, a villain with white wings and a halo on his head popped up in his mind. This little angel said that sleeping together was a bit too hasty, so Ying slowly drew it in order not to scare the children.

Another little devil with black wings and fangs kicked the little angel away vigorously, shouting loudly, "Don't be cowardly!"No, it's not a man!

Ye Dage waved back the scene in his mind, and said, "Ruoci, you can sleep in the bedroom."

Song Ruoci, who was wiping his hair, was stunned: "Where does senior sleep?"

"I'll sleep there." Ye Cheng leaned on the door frame, pointed at the sofa, feeling that he was extremely handsome.

"This can't work, senior..." Song Ruoci muttered, how could the male god sleep on the sofa?Besides, he is still a junior.

"It's okay." Ye Cheng patted him on the shoulder symbolically, and controlled his hand not to move down, "You are the guest and I am the host, let the guest sleep on the sofa, this kind of thing spread..."

Song Ruoci blinked her eyes.

Ye Cheng reached out and patted his shoulder again.

"I don't want to lose face?" Ye Cheng quickly blinked his left eye at him.

Song Ruoci burst out laughing, thinking that his male god is really cute.

However, at this time, it was Song Ruoci's turn to worry.

Usually because I live alone, I always turn on a light when I sleep.As a die-hard fan of Ye Cheng, Song Ruoci knew very well that his male god should not have a little light when he sleeps.

The male god has already given up the bedroom to himself, so it is a bit too much for him to ask to turn on the light.

But I really don't dare to be alone in a dark closed space...

Ye Cheng seemed to see his inner struggle: "What's the matter, kid? Is there any other request?"

There was incomparable pampering in the words, so pampering that Ye Cheng didn't even notice it.

Following this invisible connivance, Song Ruoci raised his head and mustered up the courage to speak: "Senior...can you turn on a light when you sleep at night? A small desk lamp will do?"

Song Ruoci didn't know that when he said this, his eyes were round and full of expectation, and because of the request, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, which made Ye Cheng feel that he couldn't sleep at night A little light is a bad habit.

"Yes." Ye Cheng nodded, pointing to the desk lamp by the bed, "Turn it to the left and it will turn on. If you want to turn on the lamp in the room, you can."

"Ah, thank you, senior!" Song Ruoci was overwhelmed with flattery, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining like a bowl full of stars.

Ye Cheng said in his heart that it was over.

"Thank you." Ye Cheng smiled, raised his hand and rubbed Song Ruoci's head, "If you can't agree to this request, kid, I'm sorry for calling so many seniors."

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Gently turn on the desk lamp, the warm light instantly drove away the darkness of the room, and also coated Song Ruoci's sweet heart with a layer of sugar.

Song Ruoci buried her face in the time-filled depression of the pillow, sniffing lightly with greed.

This is the pillow that the male god used to sleep on. I really want to take it home and store it.

Hey, let's see if I can find a male god's hair?

Are you a bit perverted...

Lying on the bed, he suddenly felt that everything was like a dream again. The person he loved for seven years suddenly became his neighbor, and he became his cat, sleeping under the same roof.

That little singer seven years ago, her incomparable voice was like a different color, leaving a heavy mark in her gloomy life, which can never be erased since then.

"It's great to like you!" Song Ruoci looked at the direction of Yecheng outside the dark door, and whispered in his heart.

The night was extremely quiet, so quiet that Yecheng could hear Song Ruoci's steady breathing.

It has been seven years since he started singing, and it was only in the seventh year that he mustered up the courage to enter his life without authorization.

He raised his hand and touched the position of his heart, thinking of the countless depressing late nights in the first year, words of encouragement condensed hope and flew towards him through the screen.

"I really can't help but like it." Ye Cheng stared at the warm color of the bedroom, singing silently in his heart.