My cat turned my partner into my bed

Before Wei Cheng opened his eyes, he was kissed all over the place first, because it was so comfortable, and he slept for almost half an hour before getting out of bed.After washing up, he walked to the dining table, saw that Jingyuan had made noodles, and even cut a few apples into bunny shapes, the pink carvings were so cute.

Wei Cheng thought it would be too sinful to eat like this!Chao wanted to ask Jing Yuan if he was feeding him fat on purpose, so that fans would not be interested in robbing him.

"Too full..." Wei Cheng rubbed his belly and said, "It's delicious!"

Jing Yuan said: "I learned from you." Wei Cheng almost saw him wagging his tail behind his back, but his face was still pretending to be cool, "Teach me a few more when you have time?"

"Okay," Wei Cheng said with a smile, of course we can't really count on Jingyuan for cooking, "but there are already enough surprises."

"Not much," Jing Yuan said, "A little more, lest you run away."

Damn... Wei Cheng was hit by a straight ball and was speechless, his face was flushed, and he was about to bury his head in his arms.Jing Yuan cleared his throat, feeling embarrassed himself, put away the dishes and went to wash.

"Daily?"

"Hey," Ju Ritian responded, and said, "Why, do you want to share your love affairs with me?"

Damn, why does this cat have such a long mouth——Wei Cheng patted his face, thought about it, stroked the cat in the usual way, and soon Ju Ritian collapsed into a lump comfortably, as if a motorcycle was installed in his throat.He looked at Jing Yuan's back beside the restaurant, thinking that last month, Jing Yuan cooked breakfast, and because of his dishonesty, he was not very happy when he left.

Jing Yuan had warm clothes, a hat, and a mask that he gave him. Before he got into the car, Wei Cheng watched from the balcony.When the car drove away in dust, Wei Cheng felt that Jing Yuan took away not only these, but also a piece of his heart, but he didn't know if he could take it back.

After confirming the relationship these few days, he only felt that falling in love was really wonderful!The sweetness is so strong that occasionally he even worries about whether he will miss work. Jingyuan is much clingier than he imagined....But looking back, the same is true of Jing Yuan, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, like a handsome black-backed dog, but when he meets him, he will limply hang down the ears of the plane.

Wei Cheng didn't ask, but he was sure that Jing Yuan had vaguely taken a liking to him when he was in the regiment, but he was forced to separate before he had time to think clearly.Therefore, when accepting the confession, Wei Cheng didn't feel it was blunt, he didn't doubt it, he just felt that it was a matter of course, everything came just right.

And... his cat is still there hahahahaha!

He is now a cat and a boyfriend!Who can match him? !who!able!Compare!

After washing the dishes, Jing Yuan saw him giggling and said helplessly, "Don't you still have to go to class? Change your clothes."

"Oh... um, okay!" Wei Cheng hurried upstairs.

Jing Yuan and Ju Ritian were left.

Jingyuan felt itchy in his heart, squatted down, and whispered: "Xiaoju, call me Dad."

Calling you a big-headed ghost——Ju Ritian gritted his teeth.To be honest, its heart is also extremely subtle. Although it is true that it is able to jump out of ordinary cat life because of its mission, but if it wants to help pigs finish the cabbage and even recognize pigs as their father-what a bold two-legged beast! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Forced to eat dog food, Yuancheng CP Great Protector bulged his cheeks, and asked the sky speechlessly.

"What are you running for?" Jing Yuan smiled and grabbed it back. "Going out to play? Put this on first."

As he spoke, he put a collar on its neck.

"No this!" it protested, "Strangle!"

Jingyuan laughed and said, "Who told you to eat so much, look at how thick your neck is." Ju Ritian bit the back of his hand.

Jingyuan was unprepared, a little frightened, and then raised the corners of his mouth, because the cat just opened its mouth in a pretentious manner, carefully moving its sharp teeth away.He adjusted Ju Ritian, exposed the part engraved with the phone number in a conspicuous position, and gently rubbed its head:

"Come back early, Brother Xiaocheng and I will prepare delicious food at home and wait for you."

Ju Ritian pursed his lips like a human being, "Whispering." His glass-bead-like eyes were as bright as water.

They are truly a family now.

Fat Ju, who was aiming everywhere, disappeared in an instant, and Wei Cheng jumped down the steps three times, saying, "I'm done!"

The class arranged by Shanghai Opera is held in school, because the new year passes early, and the teachers also have a holiday, so today is the last session before the Spring Festival.Jingyuan frowned when he saw what he was wearing, and said, "It's cold outside, so you just wear this?"

"Ah, is it cold?" Wei Cheng looked out of the window, the golden light was like the yolk of a soft-boiled egg, almost filling the entire space.

The star’s clothes are all flowery, and Jing Yuan took another thick coat from the hanger, "Go out and feel it for yourself..." He thought for a while, and said, "When the sun and Xiaoju promised to come back tonight The tone is as hypocritical."

Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, laughed loudly, wiped his eyes, and said, "...you are like an old father who is alone in an empty nest hahahahaha——"

"If I'm an old father," Jing Yuan gestured for him to stretch out his arm, helping him put on his coat, "what are you?"

His fingers pinched the open neckline, close at hand, the cool and sweet scent of mint toothpaste breathed into Wei Cheng's pink nose.Obviously they were face to face, and they were grasping gently, but it made Wei Cheng feel like he was grabbed by the back of the neck, and the rabbit who was taken out of the nest dared not move.He raised his hand, through the shirt, to caress the tense muscles on Jing Yuan's arm.

This action encouraged Jing Yuan even more, he took Wei Cheng's chin in his mouth, bit into it with three-point force, took advantage of Wei Cheng's pain and groaned, and precisely contained Wei Cheng's lips.

The sun is like flowing water, and they are moored in the harbor.

Wei Cheng used the same toothpaste, but it was sweeter in his mouth than his, and it imparted the taste of the little rabbit apple, which fascinated him even more than candied fruit.

Wei Cheng noticed his tenderness, and he still had a little bit of fear of not being able to understand the reason. It seemed that this emotion had lightly enveloped him since before he opened his eyes.

Jing Yuan chuckled silently, exhaling fiercely. "Tell me, what are you, brother Xiaocheng...huh?"

Wei Cheng didn't need to look, he knew that his face must be burning hot, he opened his eyes, and Jing Yuan's eyelashes brushed across his eyelids.

"I'm—" he said half of it in a ecstasy, but he was too ashamed to go any further.

Jing Yuan laughed, lowered his head, and buttoned all the horn buttons on his coat one by one.Then he said without hesitation:

"I've changed my mind," shaking the car key in his hand, "——I'll take you to class myself."

When we arrived at the Shanghai Opera, Wei Cheng went to class, and Jing Yuan returned the same way.He is completely free, writing new songs at home, and sometimes he can stay on the recliner for half a day.Before he entered the mountain that time, Wei Cheng had seen a few scraps of his manuscripts, but creation was a lonely thing after all, so he didn't ask about it in detail.

Wei Cheng is clear about his own shortcomings, there are as many people who can sing and dance as there are on cow hairs, and only a few can produce.It's not that he doesn't have moments when he is eager to express. Once he picks up the pen, it's hard to put it down. He doesn't have enough knowledge, and it's always difficult to move forward.

The intensity of the course is comparable to that of Nanfu, one session is worth six sessions, Wei Cheng enjoys it, looking back, he really benefited a lot.So as soon as today's class was over, he came to the stage to express his gratitude to the teacher and gave him the cookies he baked.

"Wow, thank you, my daughter likes to eat sweets very much!" The teacher, an old lady in her 60s, said with a smile on her face. She had a good impression of this modest and motivated little sweet bean.She accepted the gift and said:

"Wei Cheng, what impresses you is your perception and expression of emotions," the teacher glanced at him through the reading glasses, and continued, "Don't be bound by theory, trust your own way of dealing with it. Sometimes, What is natural is the most beautiful.”

Wei Cheng was flattered, and hurriedly replied: "I remember!" He bent down and bowed.

"Is get out of class over?" There was a knock on the door of the lecture theater, and the two turned their heads. Seeing Jing Yuan standing tall, he smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Teacher Zhang."

The teacher nodded at him, "Then I wish you a happy new year in advance."

"Happy New Year!" they both said together.

After watching the teacher leave, Wei Cheng pulled down his sleeve, "Why are you here again?"

"I'll take you home, isn't it good?" Jing Yuan said naturally.

It's okay, it's a bit too blatant... Obviously, Wei Cheng is not the only one who feels this way.The course that Zunlong enrolled him in was originally set up by the school for artists who have already debuted. Just after the bell rang, the room was sparsely populated, and the people were still there. His eyes were shining, which made Wei Cheng feel both sweet and nervous.

As if nothing happened, Jing Yuan raised his hand to test the temperature on his neck, "Is it cold outside?"

Wei Cheng was about to answer——

"—Jingyuan?" The girl's delicate voice cut in, with a condescending tone, "It's really you!"

Wei Cheng's expression suddenly became "unspeakable.jpg".

Cheng Ying walked over with a book in her hand, and when she came to Jing Yuan, shyly pinned a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ears, smiled, and Xiaoniaoyi said: "Why are you here?"

Jing Yuan's inner OS: I haven't seen you so good at acting in the film crew before?

This "famous" Xiaohuadan team always took him off the stage secretly, Jingyuan has long been annoyed, this time Baba posted it with the intention of Sima Zhao, he just thought that the rejection given to go back to the class was not cruel enough , frowning with a raised brow, and was about to speak with a cold face——

"Of course it's—come, pick up, me, da!" Wei Cheng smiled prettily, put Jing Yuan's arm around, and affectionately pulled him away, leaving Cheng Ying in a mess in the wind.

...Jing Yuan endured so much that he almost failed.

As soon as he got out of the teaching building, Wei Cheng let him go, his face flushed like a squeaking kettle, and when he got close, he could hear the sound of the water bubbling to the sky when his heart was burning.

Jing Yuan felt very amused, "Didn't you still show off just now?"

Wei Cheng was so ashamed that he wished he could bury his head in the sand like a camel.

Jing Yuan couldn't stop.Wei Cheng barely raised his foot, about to take that step forward, in order to maintain the same frequency as him, the leg in the boot dangled in mid-air, and shrank back.

Jing Yuan continued the interrupted topic, "Is it cold?"

He wanted to shake Wei Cheng's hand, Wei Cheng squeezed a swollen fist, he went to gather the scarf around Wei Cheng's neck, tightened it for him at the place where a knot protruded from the back of his head, and then stroked his neck The tassels on his chest.

For Wei Cheng, he seemed to grow back all of a sudden, and became a child who had just turned [-] days old. Everything about Wei Cheng felt fresh to him.

"It's not cold," Wei Cheng said, this topic made him more natural, "By the way, I remembered a TV series."

"Ok?"

The two walked forward, and Wei Cheng said excitedly: "Have you seen it? There is a girl in it, stupid, a little poor, helping mother's bar during the day, and going to night school at night, and her grades are not good enough—— One day when it was raining, the teacher was distributing papers, and the boy she liked was waiting for her outside the door. Because he was good-looking, all the girls in the class were sneaking glances at the corridor."

"And then?" Jing Yuan went to pull him again, this time Wei Cheng didn't hide.

"And then—?" Wei Cheng laughed before he finished speaking, "The teacher approved the girl, but the girls are envious of her having such a good boyfriend, the girl with the best grades, obviously I was praised by the teacher, but I was very sad, and said that I would rather exchange papers with her."

Jing Yuan "..." said, "It's too superficial!"

Wei Cheng also "..." and said, "Isn't that good! That male protagonist is very suave, and his boyfriend is so powerful! It's not just about being good-looking!" After speaking, he glanced at Jing Yuan nervously.

Jing Yuan let out an "oh", and smiled a little badly, "Like me, right?"

Wei Cheng: "You are really skilled and bold." But he didn't deny it.

"But the role you played is very inappropriate," Jing Yuan said, clasping his fingers, "You are so smart and excellent, Cheng Ying, a vicious female supporting role? Where did she perform well? of."

"Then you still have an affair with her." Wei Cheng said sourly, almost slipping on the cobblestone floor.

Jing Yuan gave him a hand, motioned him to look at the road with his eyes, and said, "She only dared to cue me in secret, I have never had sex with her. I have never had sex with anyone—" There was silence at this point.

Wei Cheng: "Are you lying!? You have been fired!"

"No!" Jing Yuanxin said that if I send sugar to my boyfriend's CP fans, is it a gossip?not count!This is called the truth is true!He turned Wei Cheng into the army: "Brother Xiao Cheng, do you have any?"

Wei Cheng's first reaction was to think back to the battle he had with that clay sculpture sister in the middle of the night - because he was getting more and more afraid that the conversation would blow up, since he was together, he didn't dare to go to that trumpet, and it turned out to be such a big happy news There is no one to share, saying: "Me neither!" Does knocking on his boyfriend and his candy count, NO!

Taking advantage of no one around, Jing Yuan quickly pecked the corner of his mouth, "Huh?" He half-closed his eyes in the sunlight.

There were not many pedestrians in the school, and the exam week had come to an end early. Except for some students who stayed in school for special reasons, the entire campus was almost empty.The two walked together under the winter sun, and there was the fragrance of white plums floating in the air.

Jing Yuan suddenly said: "You didn't tell me that Cheng Ying also took this class."

"Hey, I need to tell the news about the 'rival'-"

Seeing his anxious tone, Jingyuan knew he had guessed right, and said unhappy, "She's targeting you again, isn't she?"

Wei Cheng couldn't hide it, and said: "It's nothing, just a few words of sarcasm, the words are not as poisonous as those black people on the Internet." He pretended to be very happy, "Teacher praises me every day! It's not like her, He has a bad tone, but he always pretends to be good at it." He repeated over and over again, just talking about his life experience, his draft experience, his ups and downs in the past two years, saying that he borrowed Jingyuan's Dongfeng and licked the other party's neck blood foam.

However, knowing Jingyuan's feelings for him is like having the desire to see him in the snow that day.Since then, thousands of troops have been everywhere.It doesn't matter if you have nothing to fear, Wei Cheng feels that he is not afraid.

Wei Cheng rarely speaks ill of people behind their backs, so that Cheng Ying has already gone too far. After talking about her shortcomings, there is still a blush on her thin face.Seeing that he was willing to say that, Jing Yuan guessed that it was because of Cheng Ying's pretentiousness that made him jealous just now, and he was proud and sad at the same time.

He pinched Wei Cheng's soft cheek, "Next time, tell me earlier."

"Okay, I got it." Wei Cheng said, "What are you afraid of? When I get grades in the future, I will slap her in the face!" After speaking, he used his hand as a knife and swung it back and forth a few times.

"Don't wait for later," Jingyuan looked at him, but still couldn't help saying ahead of time, "I... wrote a song for you these days. Aren't you going to be on "Mystery Superstar" next week? Would you like to sing a song I wrote for the competition?"

Wei Cheng was stunned, his big almond-like eyes filled with an earth-shattering smile, fiercely and affectionately, bumping into his arms.

And this is obviously only a small one among the many things that Jing Yuan wants to do for him, which is extremely easy to do.

For Wei Cheng.

As the most ordinary fan, he bought many copies of Jingyuan's first album when it was released.Wei Cheng was so wrong that even the twelve randomly given postcards had to be collected after splitting them.

When unpacking, he was restless and joyful.When everything is finished, it looks like sea water that has escaped from the tidal force, receding in the dimming moonlight, silently looking at the still wet white sand.

He admitted he was missing.When Jing Yuan's song playing was broadcast on the stage, Wei Cheng watched every show countless times, official shooting, pen-hold shooting, fan shooting... Every time there was an encore, the audience would call Jing Yuan wildly name.

Jing Yuan started to handle interpersonal relationships like a fish in water, and he can do well without him by his side.He thanked, sang, and glanced at the audience off the stage. If Wei Cheng covered most of his face and blended into the crowd, Jing Yuan would also give him a short, gentle look.

At that moment he could deceive himself.Jingyuan loves him like Chaolu.

Until now, he has got a heart that is better than what he wanted, passionate and unreserved.This is not dewdrops.It is the rising sun that rises across the horizon, dyeing it red as a long streak, this sun belongs to everyone during the day, and sinks into the horizon at night, only embracing him.