It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

"Happy New Year~"

"I wish you the cutest forever in the new year."

"I wish you the happiest forever in the new year."

"Always the happiest."

Humming in a low voice has been lingering in the room, Song Ruoci shook his head with an earphone, and laughed after singing a few words.

This is the Lunar New Year song that Ye Cheng promised Qitang among the three singles. It was released a few years ago. For a while, this song was played in all the shopping malls and supermarkets in the streets and alleys. don't want to go out.

In his own words, it is too shameful to be able to hear his own songs everywhere, especially the lyrics of this song, which are extremely indescribable.

He felt that Qitang definitely wanted to play with him before he left, and he didn't even let him compose lyrics and music himself.

"Stop listening." Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and was about to pull his earphones, "I'll sing something else for you, whatever you want."

"I think it's pretty good." Song Ruoci praised Ye Cheng all the time, hid aside and sang a few lines along with it.

Tang Ruoshi's health is fine, and after several reexaminations, she has been confirmed to be discharged from the hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, a press conference was held, and she announced that she might take a year off after filming "Xi Cheng". The purpose: to get married.

As soon as the news came out, the entire entertainment circle was in an uproar, and they all speculated who this person who could embrace the queen of the movie was.

Looking at the entire entertainment industry, there are many people with suitable age, status and appearance, but the most popular ones are Ye Geshen and Lu Yingdi.

Ye Cheng didn't say a word about this, since they are all a family, there is no need to clarify and explain to the outside world.

But Lu Yang's side is different. Si Qi, the president of Shanhai Brokerage Company, specially issued a blog statement that Lu Yang was born as Shanhai's ghost and died as Shanhai's ghost.

But a few days later, Yingdi Lu complained about his back pain on Weibo.

Tang Ruoshi's fans didn't react too aggressively when they heard the news. After all, their little sister is 29 this year, and she should get married. While wishing, they also envy and hate the person who kidnapped their little sister, and threatened If you dare to wrong their little sister, then... let the young lady beat him hard!

And the person who hugged the queen and abducted the young lady was lying on the hospital bed happily enjoying the feeding.

"Take another bite." Tang Ruoshi said holding a spoon.

"Kiss." Wen Sen blinked his beautiful eyelashes and fired.

In the sound of "Bo~", Song Ruoci pulled Ye Cheng and turned away, without seeing or seeing...

Although my sister found her own happiness, but...

He still wanted to beat Vincent up, what should I do?

Tang Shuci and Song Qingshi returned to the southern hemisphere, saying that they had a very important business a year ago, but Wenli came to visit Wensen from time to time, and exchanged feelings with his future daughter-in-law by the way.

The trial of the car accident case was closed in the middle of the month. Qin Yue and Qin Ya were sentenced to more than [-] years in prison because they were the masterminds. , and its judgment will be postponed for a while.

Tang's father was very dissatisfied with this, he felt that with the things in the file, they would be able to live for a lifetime.

Except for these few people who are miserable, Qin Fengran and the top management of Xinghe are not much better. After the early Weibo incident was exposed, anyone with a bit of power would not hesitate to pay high liquidated damages and quit their contracts one after another. After all, the building will collapse, and everyone Cherish the feathers, among them there is an outdated veteran female star who still wants to cooperate with Ye Cheng.

When Qin Fengran held the press conference, he was visibly aged a lot. The river was in decline, and the bright galaxy that stretched thousands of miles in the past had long since lost its star.

Song Ruoci's contract was due to expire at the end of this month, and he didn't want to bring up some bad things on the agenda, so he let nature take its course and waited for the contract to expire automatically.

There are two days left before the Lunar New Year, and the number of vehicles on the streets of City A is obviously much less. Although this big city is famous for its large population, most of them are dreamers from outside. Dreamers also want to return home .

The 28th of the twelfth lunar month is the day for posting Spring Festival couplets. Qitang sent out Spring Festival couplets to every employee in the company. The specially printed ones were extremely exquisite, with a crabapple flower printed on the lower right corner.

After Ye Cheng received the Spring Festival couplets, he did not hesitate to put them at the bottom of the box. This was the first New Year he and Song Ruoci spent together, and he still wanted to do something meaningful.

Of course it's not indescribable.

"Do you want to write Spring Festival couplets yourself?" Song Ruoci saw that Ye Cheng had spread red paper on the table and set up a pen, ink and inkstone, "You can also calligraphy, not bad."

Amidst the compliments of her own baby, she floated like a leaf city, and the first word she wrote was exposed.

Song Ruoci burst out laughing.

"My hand is the hand that plays the piano and holds the microphone." Ye Cheng looked calm, changed a piece of paper and put the pen into his hand, "You write."

To be honest, Song Ruoci learned calligraphy when he was a child, and he would copy a few poems and songs at every turn.

While writing, Mother Ye called and asked where she was going to celebrate the New Year this year.

In the past, Ye Cheng would definitely want to go home, but this year is different, he is no longer single, and Tang's father and Song mother also said that they want to find time to meet Ye Cheng's parents.

There are Song Ruoci, there are Tang and Song elders, and Tang Ruoshi must be indispensable, and the Ye family elders are loyal fans of Tang Ruoshi.

Where there is Tang Ruoshi, there is Wensen, there is Wenli and Wensen's father.

"How about this." Ye Cheng clapped his hands, "How about bringing the three families together to celebrate the New Year this year? Ask them if they want to stay in City A or go to the island? The island is warmer in winter, and it is also suitable for the elderly."

After asking a group of people for their opinions, they finally decided to stay in City A, and it happened that Ye Cheng's villa in the east of the city was still vacant.

"It's finished." Song Ruoci put down his pen and blew on the ink.

"Let me see."

Song Ruoci's calligraphy is really beautiful, horizontal and vertical, vigorous and powerful.

"There seems to be something missing?" Song Ruoci tapped on the table with his fingertips.

"The upper and lower couplets, horizontal batches are all there, what else is missing?" Ye Cheng asked.

"Missing this."

As soon as the words fell, a lump of clothes fell limply to the ground, and a hairy head emerged from it.

Song Pangpang jumped onto the table, carefully dipped his paws in the ink, and then printed a neat little paw print on the lower right corner of the couplet.

By the way, one was also printed on Ye Cheng's face.

"Meow~"

Now it's complete.

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Lying on the cushion under the stairs was a tabby cat with a bow on its neck. It was the second strange cat that Mary and Jack saw besides Pangpang.

Two cats, Mary and Jack, slid close to the wall cautiously, pulled the tabby cat's tail with their paws, the tabby cat meowed, and flicked its tail lazily, attracting the two kittens as if they saw a cat teaser. Sweep away the previous vigilance.

Xiao Douer glanced at the two kittens who were having a great time playing, and then closed his eyes again.

Really young.

"There is no soy sauce at home, Ruoci, go and buy a bottle of soy sauce." Song Qingshi, who was chopping dumpling stuffing with Mama Ye, said.

"Let Shuai Shuai buy it." Mama Ye said.

Song Qingshi said: "Don't, just let him go. I think he's been too lazy recently, and he's used to Ye Cheng every day."

Song Ruoci pouted, last night Ye Cheng's parents and his own parents had already rushed to City A, within a day Song Ruoci became a disgusting person, didn't he instruct Ye Cheng to help him throw out the trash yesterday and was seen? .

"Hurry up, I have to deliver dumplings to your sister, brother-in-law and Aunt Wen later."

Wen Sen couldn't be discharged from the hospital because he hadn't recovered yet, and he might spend this new year in the hospital, but luckily Tang Ruoshi and Wenli were staying with him in the hospital.

However, Song Ruoci was still a little annoyed when she heard that her mother had called her brother-in-law so early, but she still went to run errands to get soy sauce.

Dinner was very early, the old people of the two families were not as energetic as the younger generations, and they didn't intend to stay up late, and fell asleep after eating and watching TV for a while.

Song Ruoci, who was teasing the cat, received a WeChat message from Yecheng.

Husband: Come to the rooftop.

Song Ruoci was very puzzled, why did he still have to WeChat when he was already at home, and made a mysterious appearance.

There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, the temperature has been very low these days, the snow on the roof has not melted, it is still white, there is a wooden swing chair on the roof, Ye Cheng is sitting on it, with his back facing Song Ruoci.

Walking over lightly, Song Ruoci rolled a snowball, raised his hand, and smashed it.

As expected, Ye Cheng was hit on the neck, but he was not annoyed, he patted the seat next to him, "Come here."

Song Ruoci walked over and sat down according to the words, and leaned against Ye Cheng's arms, "Are you looking for me to blow the northwest wind at night?"

Ye Cheng remained silent, looked at his watch, and answered irrelevantly: "Soon."

"what?"

"five four three two one."

As soon as the voice fell, dazzling fireworks lit up into the sky all around. In the bright snow, intertwined in the night, clusters of fireworks broke the silence, leaving the sky full of splendor for a moment.

Song Ruoci's eyes widened, the fundus of his eyes were shining brightly, different colors of light reflected on his cheeks, and he looked dumbfounded.

The beauty is always short-lived, and the brilliance quickly faded into the splashed ink night. Ye Cheng said "Huh", "Is it over so soon? It seems that there is still a little bit of preparation."

"You..." Song Ruoci withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Cheng, "It's polluting the air."

In fact, he was very happy in his heart, if Ye Cheng made some weird requests, he might be able to agree.

"What's the matter with me being a little sad?" Ye Cheng rubbed his head, and took out a kraft paper folder from the side and gave it to him, "A gift for you, happy new year."

"What is this?" Song Ruoci took the gift which was a bit hard to see at a glance, and after opening the seal, he was speechless, his fingers were still trembling.

It contained a stack of property documents and real estate certificates, and a name was added after the holder and beneficiary.

Without exception.

"Song Ruoci."

"Dowry, are you happy?" Ye Cheng, who was talking about love, was rarely uncomfortable.

"You bought the ring. After much deliberation, the most intuitive way is to send money." In fact, Ye Cheng started preparing these documents a long time ago.

Song Ruoci's hands were shaking a little, and he spoke incoherently: "I, I don't spend much money..."

His appearance is very similar to the time when the two of them first became neighbors, and a little surprise can make him excited for a long time.

"No sign?" Ye Cheng stretched out his hand to wipe the under eyes for him, "I gave you all my wealth, poor and poor."

After hesitating for a long time, Song Ruoci flung himself into his arms, resting his head on his neck: "Happy New Year."

? ? ?Ye Cheng covered his face, only Happy New Year?

"Also, I love you." Song Ruoci said, straddled him, and kissed him proactively.

While lips and teeth were fighting, Ye Cheng's lower abdomen felt hot, and he carried the man directly to the garage and put him on the co-pilot.

"Why?" Song Ruoci was kissing Xing's head, and was a little annoyed when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Fuck you."

Of course, the final outcome is to be fucked to the point of meowing, it really is a weird request.

The space in the car was filled with a sweet and fishy smell, and Ye Cheng was dressing Song Ruoci.

The car was kept warm with the heater turned on, but because the car hadn't been driven much, there was not much fuel in the fuel tank, and the lights on the roof flickered a few times and then went out with a snap.

Ye Cheng pulled him into his arms almost instinctively, stroking his back and coaxing him warmly.

"It's okay." Song Ruoci rubbed his head in his arms, "It's much better now than before, besides, you're still by my side."

Only then did Ye Cheng feel relieved, but he didn't let him go, he thought for a while, and said cautiously: "I'm going to ask you something, if you don't want to talk about it, it's okay, I just want to know more about your past. "

I experienced a power outage when I was shooting "Nanshan" makeup photos before, and everything that happened at that time seemed to be vivid in my memory, and the few things that happened after that showed that Song Ruoci was really afraid of the dark, and didn't dare to stay alone in the dark with.

"Did something happen? Why are you so afraid of the dark?"