he's a cat, demon

After that day, Ah Zheng went to Zhao Mao's place to practice by himself every day, and went home by himself at night. Miao Wu never entered Zhao Mao's house again.

So a few days later, the elders and aunts in the community got used to seeing a four-year-old doll come out of Building 3 every morning and then walk into Building 7.

The little doll is very sensible, she smiles when she sees everyone, she is pink and cute, the grandpa and aunt who came down to buy breakfast liked it, this one gave him a bottle of soy milk and the other gave him a steamed stuffed bun, and Ah Zheng, who got food, was very happy because his mother was not with him The melancholy that had arisen from him dissipated immediately, and his smile was incomparably bright.

For the next period of time, Ah Zheng went out empty-handed every day, and when he entered his father's house, he was always full of early snacks.

Zhao Mao thought it was the snacks that Miao Wu brought to Ah Zheng, but he couldn't understand why he didn't give the child a bag, so he gave Ah Zheng a small cloth bag woven with demon power, which could hold the snacks of two rooms Ah Zheng couldn't put it down.

After returning home, Miao Wu saw the extra thing on the child and asked, but he didn't say anything when he said it was sent by Zhao Mao.Cheng Le bought him a small schoolbag for human children the next day, but Ah Zheng didn't want it.

But within a few days, the little cloth bag had a hole for some reason. Ah Zheng was very sad. He wanted his father to fix it for him, but Zhao Mao had already left for work, and he had to go to another place with his mother the next day. Filming, in the end he could only put away the rag bag and not carry it for the time being.

Although Zhao Mao and Miao Wu live in the same community and work in the same company, they may really have no chance. When they were in the community, they never met by chance, and they work in two different cities.

The two met again at the press conference of "Survival on a Deserted Island".

The accident also happened at this press conference.

As usual, Miao Wu was on standby in the waiting room. Occasionally, a reporter would come in for an interview, and Bai Yufei would rush through the door. When the noisy crowd finally left and the makeup artist was helping him to touch up his makeup, Miao Wu looked at himself in the mirror and felt Suddenly gave birth to a three-point tension.

When he comes on stage later, he will see Zhao Mao again.

"Brother, it's time to go on stage."

Cheng Le has returned to work as Miao Wu's assistant.

Miao Wu got up, was escorted through the aisle, and got on the stage.

Under the lamp, Zhao Mao was standing in the corner, looking up at him.

Miao Wu walked to the side of the host and stood side by side with him.

With such a distance, when the host spoke, Miao Wu didn't listen to what he was saying at all. He just looked at the reporters in the audience with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were dull, all his attention was on the person standing on the far side .

Zhao Mao seems to have turned white, but his expression is not very good-looking, too serious, so he can't please the audience, he looks very bad-tempered, not easy to attract fans, didn't Tao Wen ask him to manage his expressions well...

But soon Miao Wu thought again, but he is a general, and he just entered the entertainment circle to have fun, and he didn't care whether he was popular or not, and he was just eating carrots and worrying about it.

In fact, now that he has changed his path of cultivation, he doesn't need to care much about the popularity of the entertainment circle.It's just that she has been an idol for a long time, and she can't take off that burden for a while. Miao Wu habitually shows her perfect side in front of the camera.

"Mr. Miao Wu, this is your first time participating in a reality show about survival in the wild. Is there any difference between the show and what you imagined before participating?"

Hearing the host calling his name, Miao Wu came back from the fugue, tilted his head to look at the host, and replied with a smile: "The difference is really big. I regretted it at first, and I wanted to say that I did something wrong. Why did my agent let me be on this show..."

Standing at the very edge of the team, Zhao Mao watched the cameras and eyes of the audience all staring at the shining person, a haze flashed in his heart.

Miao Wu, who was angry or angry, smiling or sighing in front of the camera, had a slightly exaggerated expression, which was not as vivid as when getting along in private. If he really stopped communicating with each other, Zhao Mao might be the same as most of the people present. I saw Miao Wu's highly performative side.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Mao's mouth straightened.

Just when the host handed the microphone to Bai Yufei, intending to ask Bai Yufei a question, there was a sudden change in the hall, the sound of the shutter and the private chat accompanied by the music all disappeared, and the microphone that the host handed halfway stopped in front of Bai Yufei, as if As if someone pressed the pause button, all the people present stood still for an instant.

Except Miao Wu and Zhao Mao.

Before Miao Wu could react, he was dragged behind by Zhao Mao who had already entered the state of combat readiness.

The weird scene at the scene made people shudder, as awkward as Miao Wu also knew that the conflict between him and Zhao Mao should be put aside at this time.

"What's going on?" Miao Wu asked Zhao Mao.

Zhao Mao looked at the vortex of evil spirit slowly expanding in mid-air in the hall, his eyes were cold: "It's for me, you should avoid it first."

At the same time, a bloody smell spread from the vortex of the demonic air, smelling the ominous bloody smell, Miao Wu stayed where he was and did not leave.

Soon, the evil spirit surged and rolled, and a golden retriever dog covered in blood flew out of the vortex, fell on the red carpet under the stage, and barked.

Seeing the appearance of the demon dog on the ground, Miao Wu opened his mouth slightly and shouted in surprise: "It's Feng Lin!"

The vicious agitation in the vortex hadn't stopped yet, and Feng Lin flew out of it, stepping on the red carpet was a man with blood on his shoes.

Behind him stood two bulldogs baring their teeth and staring.

"General, how can the battle of the moon eat without you?" The uninvited guest from the demon world fixed his eyes on Zhao Mao on the stage, his coquettish red pupils gleamed with jealousy, and the corner of his mouth smiled.