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The cat hadn't left yet, squatting at Cheng Yi's feet, when Cheng Yi rubbed its head, it meowed softly, made a cooing sound, and rubbed against Cheng Yi's palm.

The kitten's meowing has no real meaning, it's just expressing its love to Cheng Yi.

When Yi Miao came to the side, he saw Cheng Yi took out a cat strip from his pocket, tore open the small opening, and squeezed it out for the kitten to eat. He sniffed, feeling that the smell was surprisingly familiar, and looked down. , suddenly angry.

!!!

Isn't this my snack?

This little thing eats my snacks and picks up on my men, obviously he doesn't pay attention to him, which brat doesn't learn well?

That's not right... He has been dead for half a month, who will bring Cheng Yi's cat strip?

"Why do you carry the cat stick with you?" Yi Miao squatted aside. He is a human being now, and he is not good at fighting with the kitten. He can only poke the kitten's head with a finger to disturb his eating rhythm.

Cheng Yi glanced at Yi Miao lightly, and remained silent for a few seconds, but somehow the cat strips were overcrowded, and the excess minced meat piled up on the kitten's nose. When he spoke, his voice was a little low, "My family Cats get hungry easily."

Yi Miao used to be greedy and picky. He only ate one brand of cat food and snacks. Every time he went out with Cheng Yi when he was hungry, he would pat Cheng Yi's face left and right with a meat pad. , Cheng Yi always brings some snacks when he goes out, just in case.

Yi Miao wanted to continue to ask if it was him, but he felt the low mood in Cheng Yi's body, and the words he wanted to ask were choked in his throat. He was always outspoken, and it was the first time he felt that some questions could not be asked, maybe some Problems hurt others.

After his death, Cheng Yi still brought snacks with him.

Maybe... Maybe I really miss him so much that I use other things to commemorate him.

"Oh." Yi Miao also replied sullenly, and the two of them silenced unexpectedly, and looked at the kitten who was eating.

"It's not as good-looking as your cat, so don't like this one."

After being silent for a while, Yi Miao still couldn't help opening his mouth.

Alas, I am still angry!I was a cheapskate!

A peaceful silence was broken by this sentence, Yi Miao was embarrassed after boasting, his cheeks were slightly pink, but fortunately the towel was on his head, he crossed the towel to cover most of his face, got up and went hide on the side.

Before the dinner started cooking, everyone was cleaning the ingredients. Yi Miao wanted to help, but he was chased away by someone, because his hand was injured and he couldn't touch the water. Cheng Bo asked him to rest in the yard. There was a On the old bamboo chair, Yi Miao lay on it to bask in the sun and dry his hair.

Cheng Yi peeled the garlic there after feeding a cat strip, and the kitten rolled around on the ground with nothing to eat, twisting and screaming. Wu Yuyang heard that Yi Miao's nickname was Teacher Maoyu, so he asked, "Miao Myu, help translate what the kitten is saying."

Hearing this, Cheng Yi also slowed down his movements, and slightly raised his head to look at Yi Miao.

Yi Miao turned over with his head resting on his head, he raised his eyelids, looked at Cheng Yi with a wicked smile, and said lazily, "He..."

The little boy was pulling at Cheng Yi's shoelace, and Yi Miao continued to meow as if cooperating when he spoke.

Kitten: "Xiangxiang, I still want to eat it!"

Yi Miao: "He said he couldn't get used to the food you gave him."

Kitten: "Give me some more, I like you like you."

Yi Miao frowned, "You blocked him from the sun, he hates you!"

Kitten: "Purr, snort, pet it."

This kid is really...

Yi Miao grinned grinningly at Cheng Yi, "He's scolding you, go away quickly, the little white-eyed wolf doesn't mind!"

"..."

Cheng Yi looked down at the twisted cat, lost in thought.

Really?He doesn't believe it.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Yi Miao was talking nonsense, so he took it as a joke, ignored Yi Miao, and instead stretched out his hand to scratch the kitten's chin. He was skilled, and the kitten made a sound like an engine when scratched. Huge horsepower in a small body.

"My name sounds better than it."

Yi Miao listened disdainfully, and meowed lightly. When he spoke, he was a little childish, but when he meowed, he liked to drag out the sound, with a bit of charm, as if he wanted to hook someone's soul.

When Cheng Yi heard the meowing, his ears felt a faint numbness. What the hell was this man doing? He glanced at the cameraman who was still doing his best to photograph them, and coughed softly.

Cheng Yi didn't answer, and Yi Miao didn't continue talking, and the sudden disappearance of the meow just now was also inexplicable.

Wu Yuyang's eyes moved silently between the two of them for a while, noticing the strangeness and embarrassment flowing in the air, he straightened up on his knees, smiled honestly twice, and invited Cheng Yi when he finished peeling the garlic. Yi went to experience chopping firewood.

The stove used in the hut, without gas, is a big pot with firewood, and the smell of burning has the original woody and smokey smell.

The firewood chopping place was on the side of the house, and Yi Miao couldn't see it while lying down, so as soon as Cheng Yi and Wu Yuyang left, he got up and hugged the towel, and turned the old man's chair to face Cheng Yi, comfortably Lying down, compared with the two sweating and toiling over there, he looked like a landlord who squeezed labor.

For a variety show of the farmhouse type, everyone wears very simple clothes. The clothes Cheng Yi changes after taking a shower are also very homely. The top is a thin gray and white T-shirt with color matching. He is in good shape. The lines are clear, and every inch of muscle reveals masculine strength, but it is not the kind of overly large muscle mass.

After being taught by Wu Yuyang, he mastered the technique. He knocked down the wooden pile with an axe, and two neat and symmetrical pieces of wood fell to the two sides with a clang. Chopping firewood is very mechanical but requires effort all over the body. Cheng Yi chopped ten A few minutes later, there was faint sweat on the back, the loose clothes were sticking to the back, and the sweat was soaked with the smell of male hormones.

Yi Miao's eyesight is top-notch, and he lay there slowly admiring Cheng Yi's figure, he likes to clenched his teeth when exerting strength, his jaw line is sharp, the gentleness and politeness that he usually showed on purpose disappeared without a trace, and his face lost expression All that remained was coldness and ruthlessness, with broken hair hanging down to cover his eyes, coupled with the movement of swinging the ax up and down, Yi Miao smiled inwardly and said, "It really looks like a bloodthirsty killer, with brutal aesthetics."

In the afternoon the sun is not so strong, and the people who shine on it are warm. Yi Miao likes to bask in the sun, and the time lying still is incomparably pleasant. He can hear the sound of washing vegetables, Cheng Bo's conversation, and Cheng Bo's conversation. Yi made a blunt sound when the ax swung down when he was chopping wood. This sound was very regular, like a small clock.

This atmosphere is perfect for taking a nap, Yi Miao yawned, covered his eyes with a dry towel, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

Cheng Yi didn't stop chopping for a long time, Sheng Lin in the kitchen hurriedly stopped when he saw the pile of firewood, "Enough is enough, Xiao Yi is really strong, if we let Yang Yang chop for a week, Yangyang, are you young?"

Wu Yuyang was helping in the kitchen, and when he heard Sheng Lin teasing him every day, he quickly answered, "You're exaggerating, Mr. Sheng, I'll be ashamed."

Handed a towel from the window, Cheng Yi hung it around his neck, and wiped the sweat off his face. At this time, the sun had already set, and the temperature gradually dropped. The temperature difference between day and night here is not small. Chai Mu had already put on his coat, and Sheng Lin Found that Yi Miao was still sleeping on the chair, maybe he felt cold and put his hands on his arms.

He hurriedly called Cheng Yi who was passing by the window, "Miao Miao is still asleep, don't catch a cold, you can put a coat on him."

Cheng Yi responded in a low voice, and searched the house, but couldn't find Yi Miao's coat, maybe he didn't bring it with him, this man always does incredible things, maybe he doesn't even have a coat if he spends so much Prepare, although Cheng Yi doesn't like this person, he won't let him freeze if he can't find a coat, so he can only take out his own coat and put it on him.

He walked to Yi Miao's side. The person on the chair didn't sleep very comfortably, his brows were frowning, as if trying to break away from something, even the mole on the bridge of his nose was also exerting force, and his lips were tightly pressed. Upturned, a weak but strong look.

How can someone play so much while sleeping?

Cheng Yi bent down and put the clothes on him. Before he touched anyone, Yi Miao muttered a few words and opened his eyes vigilantly. He was still sleepy and couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. Seeing the familiar smell, he asked in a rustling voice, "Cheng Yi?"

"Ah."

Cheng Yi had just chopped firewood, and he didn't have time to take a sip of water after exerting all his strength. His voice was a little hoarse, deep and magnetic, which sounded like hypnosis to Yi Miao's ears.

Hearing Cheng Yi's answer, Yi Miao suddenly showed an intoxicating smile, like a confused passer-by breaking free from the shackles that bound him, walking out of the fog and seeing the return and waiting people, he closed his eyes again, his head Rubbing the chair, he spoke intermittently.

Cheng Yi couldn't hear clearly and could only lean closer to listen, "What?"

"Hmm..." Yi Miao didn't know what to answer, he hummed like he was being coquettish, "Hug."

"..."

Cheng Yi's face darkened, what kind of person wants to be hugged when he is half asleep and half awake?He seemed to be frightened by the sound, straightened up as if fleeing, and walked straight into the house, with no expression on his face, as if he had been offended by someone, with a slight anger, Chai Mu didn't dare to come out when he wanted to say hello Voice.

Yi Miao was awakened by the smell of the food. He dreamed that when he died, the temperature in his body gradually lost. Fortunately, Cheng Yi appeared later and beat the god of death away, and even made cat food for himself.

The cat meal was so delicious, Cheng Yi had been cooking it for a long time but he didn't bring it to him. Yi Miao felt that he had waited for several lifetimes, and if the meal didn't come, the cat would go by itself, so he woke up.

The sky was already dark, and the sound of cicadas began to sing, Yi Miao looked down and found the clothes on her body, and smelled it, it was Cheng Yi's smell.

He couldn't help but secretly pleasantly surprised, hey, Cheng Yi, who seems to be indifferent on the surface, actually still cares about him a lot!It must be because my charm is too great, Yi Miao, Yi Miao, both cats and people are so handsome!Too much!

Yi Miao walked into the kitchen confidently, and everyone surrounded it, and of course Cheng Yi was there too. Yi Miao swayed to Cheng Yi's side with his head held high, and he opened his mouth before speaking. Cheng Yi seemed to hide from the plague god. He left without saying a word.

He... just left?

The author has something to say: ask Yi Miao, who looks like Cheng Yi chopping firewood, do you like him?You are greedy for his body!You are / cheap!

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