After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

After a tiring day, Jing Xian dragged his tired body into the house.

At the entrance, he slowly bent down and took off his shiny leather shoes with some sluggish movements.

Jing Xian stood up, pulled off his tie loosely and casually hung it on the hanger. His originally straight shirt was now full of wrinkles.

Walking into the living room, Jing Xian leaned heavily on the sofa, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

There was only a dim wall lamp in the living room, and the dim light shone on his face, outlining the deep outline of fatigue. He just lay there quietly, letting his thoughts go.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Jing Xian suddenly realized that the surroundings were unusually quiet, so quiet that it was a little eerie.

He opened his eyes suddenly and glanced around the living room alertly.

Only then did I realize that my home, which had been tidy and orderly, was now in a mess.

The cushions on the sofa were scattered all over the floor, and the documents and magazines on the coffee table were flipped open at random, with some even falling to the floor.

He stood up suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. The decorative paintings on the wall were crooked, as if they had been touched in a hurry.

Jing Xian walked quickly towards the study, only to see the books on the bookshelf tilted all over the place and the computer on the desk in standby mode. He clearly remembered that it had been turned off when he left in the morning.

There was a slight strange noise coming from the kitchen, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

Is this... a thief?

Jing Xian picked up the fire axe and moved carefully towards the kitchen.

The kitchen door was ajar, and there was a slight noise coming from inside.

Jing Xian gently pushed open the door and suddenly met the eyes of a completely black cat.

The black cat's eyes flashed a faint green light in the dim light, and its fur immediately stood on end the moment it saw him.

The black hair on his body stood up due to nervousness, and his tail was raised high like a brush with frizzy bristles.

Jing Xian: “……?”

Unknown kitten: "?? ?(?_?)? ??"

Before Jing Xian could think in an organized way, the black cat arched its long body and came over sideways with its ears standing up.

Jing Xian only felt a huge force hitting his chest. He groaned, took a few steps back, and was about to drive away this strange cat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the black cat's arched back immediately collapsed, and it crawled quickly on all fours on the ground.

The visual was so vivid that Jing Xian hissed, "What the hell?"

It seemed as if the black cat held a grudge against Jing Xian. It would trip over him wherever it went and make rough noises from time to time.

At first Jing Xian thought it was hungry, so he kindly took some chicken breast and put it in the bowl, praying that the black ball would eat it and leave quickly.

As a result, this guy kicked the bowl over with a ricocheting kick. He was so mean.

Jing Xian was already tired after a long day and was in a bad mood. Now it was giving him a headache, so he simply ignored it, closed the bedroom door, and started searching for ways to get rid of this uninvited guest.

As he turned his head, he saw a yellow suitcase placed beside the bed.

Jing Xian's eyes lit up, he stood up and called someone.

"Dudu-"

"Rongrong is back? How many days will he be back this time?"

Jing Xian felt very aggrieved. Ever since they got married, the world of two of them that they had expected did not materialize as promised. Instead, he became more and more like the widower left behind at home.

My wife flies all over the world, and when she comes back a few times, she is picked up by some kind of association.

The days of staying alone in an empty house coupled with endless job changes make the miserable life seem like it has no end in sight.

"Shang said that this time he will take a month off. The season is almost over, so he can take it until the National Day."

The sound of Lu Rong's chuckle was slightly distorted through the phone, but it still sounded very nice.

At least Jing Xian became excited all of a sudden.

He recently bought a set of Qianchao Hanfu online. The style is very similar to the one that Rongrong often wore when she was studying with him.

When Jingxian thought of Rongrong wearing this dress on the bed, the taboo feeling almost made his cock stand up.

Jing Xian coughed twice to suppress his physiological restlessness. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of kicking the door.

.

Almost forgot about this cat.

Since Rongrong came back before him, is it possible that the cat was actually brought back by Rongrong?

It just so happened that Lu Rong mentioned this matter on the other end of the phone.

"By the way, brother, I brought back a kitten on the way back from the airport. It's quite timid, so don't scare it."

"Uh-huh……?"

Timid?

That's the opposite, right?

Seeing that no one paid attention to it, the banging sounds outside the door stopped suddenly, and it started scratching the door. From Jing Xian's perspective, he could see a white claw extending from under the crack in the door from time to time.

Jing Xian was silent for a moment: "It...it's quite lively."

"That's good. It seems that you have adapted to the new environment."

"Rongrong, do we really want to raise it..." Jing Xian was depressed.

You can keep a white cat, an orange cat, a blue cat, or a red cat, but you can't keep a black cat...

"Brother, are you even jealous of a cat?" Lu Rong chuckled and almost instantly understood what Jing Xian meant.

"Don't worry, you are my only briquette, haha~"

Lu Rong couldn't hold it together, his shoulders trembled, and he explained: "Lu Yitiao is not a black cat, it is a cow cat. Although it looks completely black, it actually has a small tuft of white hair on its belly."

Jing Xian: “…” No wonder he’s so mean.

Wait a moment.

"You even gave him a surname?" Jing Xian accused, pointing fingers.

"How about calling Jing Yichi?"

"Eh——" Jing Xian frowned in disgust, and the next second he was thrown onto the bed by Lu Yitiaochuang who didn't know how to open the door.

Jing Xian stood up and looked at Lu Yitiao's serious cat eyes. The man and the cat confronted each other for a long time, and then they started fighting on the bed at the same time.

Jing Xian, who has been a cat all his life, also knows a little about cat's skills.

Soon, Lu Yitiao was pressed on the bed, struggling with his limbs and making gurgling sounds in his throat.

Jing Xian was unmoved. He raised his left hand with two cat legs and his right hand with two cat legs and lifted them up directly.

The strange thing is that this posture, which is very insecure for a cat, made Lu Ichijo strangely quiet.

Its tail is pointed and wiggled, and it looks very happy.

This is the scene when Lu Rong returns.

Jing Xian is holding a... cat?

"What's going on?" Lu Rong opened his eyes slightly wide, looking at the messy furnishings in the house, Jing Xian's messy clothes, and Lu Yitiao who was cosplaying as a handbag. A question mark slowly rose above his head.

"That's the guy." Jing Xian lifted up Lu Yitiao and complained, "He started to tear down the house when he came back. I thought there was a thief. I wasn't the one behind it. Ahem, Coal Ball, be good."

While belittling his opponent, he also secretly stepped on him. Anyway, Lu Yitiao can't talk.

At this time, Lu Yitiao, who had been quiet for a minute, suddenly began to twist his body in ecstasy.

Jing Xian put it on the ground. Lu twisted his neck again, tapped it with cat steps, and rubbed against Lu Rong's calves: "Meow~ Meow~~"

Lu Rong arched her eyebrows, squatted down and touched Lu Yitiao's head: "Yitiao is so cute."

Jing Xian: “…”

No. Do cats also have clips?

Damn green tea cat!

Lu Rong came back this time specifically to buy some cat supplies. While installing them, they also cleaned up the house.

The strange thing is that when Lu Rong was around, Lu Yitiao was extremely well behaved and there was no trace of his previous arrogance that caused him to destroy things.

However, Jing Xian has seen through this double-standard green tea clip cat, and feels helpless about the difficult life he will live in the future.

Ten p.m.

The deeply in love young couple were being affectionate in bed. Jing Xian was naked and became a fluffy mattress, his chin resting happily on the top of Rongrong's head.

This is the kind of life he should experience.

Jing Xian thought it was time for him to take a week-long vacation.

Just as I was fantasizing about the wonderful world of two people in the next few days, I turned my head and saw Lu Yitiao gnawing on the rope of his hammock.

Lu Rong bought a lot of cat beds for Lu Yitiao, but the cat just liked to sleep in dangerous and high places.

Either on the wardrobe or in the gap between the windowsill. When I wake up, I twist like a snake and jump out of bed.

Later, Jing Xian couldn't stand it anymore, so he took a cushion and made a hammock and placed it next to the wardrobe. Only then did Lu Yitiao have a real cat bed.

Every day before going to bed, he has to look down at Jing Xian, which makes him so despicable that he wants to wake this loser up and go back to sleep.

"Stop chewing it, or it will fall off and you can continue sleeping on the closet."

Lu Yitiao shouted at Jingxian and ignored Jingxian's advice.

However, the next second, the rope broke.

Lu Yitiao just spread his limbs and covered Jing Xian's head.

"You fucking..." Jing Xian held his breath for a moment, but considering that Rongrong was still sleeping, he clenched his fist, picked up the small blanket next to him and wrapped Lu Yitiao tightly, leaving only a cat's head exposed.

Looking at the pitiful and unable to move Lu Yitiao, Jing Xian laughed while being angry.

Ha, now it really becomes Lu Yitiao.

"Goodbye, Lu Yitiao." Jing Xian smiled, pinched his fingers and pushed, and accompanied by the purring of a cat, Lu Yitiao rolled to the end of the bed under the force.

The world is finally quiet.

Jing Xian was holding Rongrong and planning to take another nap when he heard evil rustling sounds in his ears.

It went without saying that it was Lu Yitiao's doing. Jing Xian endured it and suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Jing Xian took a breath of cold air: "Where are you going to take my underwear?"

He moved out of the bed: "Where are you going? Lu Yitiao!"

Lu Yitiao silently quickened his pace.

After this incident, Jing Xian was completely sleepless. After getting his underwear back, he prepared to make breakfast.

Usually when Rongrong is not at home, he just goes to the company to eat something, but when his wife comes home, he has to make his own loving breakfast - sauerkraut buns.

As he passed through the corridor, two black cat claws suddenly emerged from a half-open cardboard box and grabbed Jing Xian's pocket.

His hand shook and a hot sauerkraut bun fell to the ground.

"Lu Yitiao!" Jing Xian gritted his teeth but gently pulled up the cow cat's ears, muttering sinisterly:

"What do you want?"

Lu Yitiao shrank his ears: "Gurgle gurgle..."

Jing Xian sighed, resigned himself to his fate and bent down to pick up the dirty bun, but Lu's pitch-black claw took the lead and grabbed it.

"Will you loosen it?"

Jing Xian frowned and pointed at it. The next second, Lu Yitiao seemed to be stimulated. She twisted her little face, arched her waist, and moved closer to Jing Xian sideways until her forehead rested on his finger.

Jing Xian: “…” That’s enough.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, only to find that the bun had been taken away by the mean cat.

Lu Rong, who had gotten up and eaten fresh buns, looked at Jing Xian, who looked haggard, and touched the man's face in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Did you stay up late again last night?"

Jing Xian shook his head: "No, I was wondering where Lu Yitiao hid the buns he took away."

If it is not found in time, it may rot in some corner and it will be very dirty.

Hearing this, Lu Rong turned around and called out, "One? One?"

"Meow~"