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Xie Qiao, who was hugged, felt the snake-like breath coming from behind him, and his heart beat so fast that he could hear his own heartbeat.

He lowered his head, feeling that he was a little strange recently.

After a while, Xie Qiao raised his head, suppressed the abnormal reaction in his heart, took two steps to get rid of Mr. Yu's arms, touched the wooden cat climbing frame beside the sofa, and his eyes were clear again.

He looked at the toys in the living room, and said uncertainly: "Mr. Yu, are these... bought for me?

Yu Hansheng behind him raised his eyelids, stared at the thin figure of the young man, and gave a faint "hmm".

After hearing the affirmative answer, Xie Qiao couldn't help but change back to his original form. A palm-sized lop-eared rabbit appeared on the dark floor of the living room, trying to climb tremblingly on the cat climbing frame.

The giant snake looked at it for a while, then went to the study to deal with official business.

But before he took a few steps, something hugged his feet suddenly, and Yu Hansheng lowered his head——

It was a snow-white lop-eared rabbit, perhaps thinking that he was about to leave, and crawled on top of him from the trouser legs of his suit that hung down smoothly.

Yu Hansheng's gaze paused, then he picked up the lop-eared rabbit expressionlessly, put it in his arms, and let his partner climb up.

Xie Qiao found a comfortable position before stopping in satisfaction. He held Mr. Yu's shirt tightly, and rubbed his furry head in the man's arms. Although the cat climbing frame was very fun, for some reason, he still wanted to Stay with Mr. Yu.

Yu Hansheng walked into the study with the little lop-eared rabbit in his arms. He pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down. While reading the documents, he rubbed the back of the lop-eared rabbit.

"Will it disturb your work?"

Xie Qiao, who had closed his eyes, suddenly thought of this. He immediately opened his eyes and asked without confidence.

Yu Hansheng narrowed his eyes: "No."

"That's good."

So, the lop-eared rabbit breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to lie on Yu Hansheng's heart with his shirt on. Because someone was rubbing his fur, he yawned and fell asleep unconsciously, following Yu Hansheng's shallow breathing.

And the lights in the study room are always on, and the work that the giant snake can usually finish at eleven o'clock is not completed until twelve o'clock in the evening today, but he looked at the lop-eared rabbit in his arms, and his thin lips lifted up instead. lift.

——with a tenderness that is rarely seen in ordinary times.

The next day, Xie Qiaotuofang and the strawberry seedlings he bought arrived.

He took back the strawberry seedlings from the company, but he didn't dare to put them on the terrace, for fear that the little grasses would gossip, so he put them by the window of the living room.

Strawberry seedlings come with a layer of temperature cover, plugged in to maintain a simulated natural temperature. After carefully reading the instructions, he watered the newly emerged strawberry seedlings and adjusted the temperature to a suitable temperature for growth, looking forward to the growth of strawberry seedlings. big.

"Survival" is still some time away from the mobile phone, and Xie Qiao will also follow the serialized Danmei comics in the company's live broadcast every day, but the comics he followed called "The Little Runaway Man" has been stopped for two weeks.

Stopping is not unacceptable, but the author is stuck on the plot of receiving a divorce agreement from Gong Gong in frustration, which is very uncomfortable.

He would log in to the manga website every day to check for updates, but every time he returned disappointed, even eating with his head down.

I don't know when there was a group of kittens in the company, and he was surrounded by kittens as soon as he walked out of the cafeteria.

It was a bit difficult for him to identify the cats, but he squatted down and touched the head of one of the tabby cats. From the color of the Oreo cat, he recognized it. It should be the cat he saw in the pet store last time.

"Do you want to go to Li Ze? I can take you there."

He asked softly.

However, these kittens all shook their tails and spit out the small packages of snacks in their mouths in front of him, including dried squid, figs, and dried fish...

Most of them are what cats like to eat.

Xie Qiao: ...was he being fed by kittens?

"Thank you, but I just finished eating." He declined.

How could he have the nerve to take the kitten's things?Looking at this group of lively and active kittens, he really can't imagine that anyone can accept it with peace of mind.

It's a pity that he doesn't have dried fish on him, otherwise he would have fed some dried fish.

He stood up and walked on.

But the kittens blocked in front of him, and there was a tendency that he would not let him go if he refused to accept it.

Xie Qiao sighed, and could only take the presents from the kittens one by one, bid farewell to the kittens, and then walked out of the cafeteria smoothly.

He returned to the office, sat down on a chair, and opened the comic website. The update date of "The Little Escaper" was still two weeks ago, and he closed the page in disappointment.

Suddenly, a rough voice came from behind and asked: "Are you Xie Qiao?"

Xie Qiao was taken aback, turned around, and saw that the person who came was burly, with a scar on his face, and his muscles were tightly stretched under his clothes. At first glance, he was not a good person.

He was taken aback again, quietly picked up the mobile phone on the table, and was ready to call the police.

Not long after Scarface came in, the group of kittens also slipped into the office, and raised their heads and meowed at Scarface, as if they were saying something.

Xie Qiao's eyes turned from the scar-faced man to the snacks on the table, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, the kittens couldn't have picked them up somewhere.

I'm afraid it's not... The owner came to the door?

He was about to explain, but the man with the scarred face stretched out his hand and introduced himself generously: "Hello, my surname is Hei, and my name is Heimao. I have just returned to the company not long ago."

"Hi, I'm Xie Qiao."

Xie Qiao couldn't figure out why this person came, but he shook hands politely.

"Children are ignorant, how can they give gifts like this." After the black cat finished speaking, he carried ten boxes of dried fish from the office door and put them in front of Xie Qiao without panting.

"eat slowly."

Before Xie Qiao refused, the black cat took the kittens out.

Xie Qiao looked down at the small dried fish that he couldn't finish eating for three years: so... so enthusiastic

He hasn't even asked which department the black cat belongs to.

Ran Zhou and the black cat didn't get along very well.

One is that this cat always thinks he is a head above him, and after living with Shen Sihe for a long time, he always feels that he is also a cultural person, and he often points out to him to be a teacher, and the other is that this cat always likes to bring kittens into trouble.

This morning, the window glass on the 57th floor was broken again. He couldn't bear it any longer. After work, he brought the surveillance video to Yu Hansheng's office: "Mr. Yu, this black cat has a problem with his living habits. He always likes to smash the window glass. It’s the fifth time in a day, and the repair fee has reached 5000 yuan.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black cat opened the door and came in.

The black cat walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhou, didn't I tell you that striped shirts are not good-looking, black is good-looking, and Ah He also said the same."

Ran Zhou turned his head indifferently: "Oh, thank you Brother Hei."

The black cat smiled with satisfaction. He walked to the sofa and sat down, and said to Yu Hansheng: "Boss, I went to see Xie Qiao with the kittens today. He didn't look very happy when he was alone, so we brought him a Give him a lot to eat."

Ran Zhou Ran Zhou sneered, and gave the black cat a look of pity.

you are done.

President Yu values ​​money the most.

It's useless to say anything.

Thinking of this, Ran Zhou couldn't help looking at Yu Hansheng who was sitting on the desk reading materials, his eyes full of anticipation.

However, Yu Hansheng quietly listened to the black cat's words, raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, realized Ran Zhou's gaze, and said lightly: "It's not a big deal."

Ran Zhou:? ! !Is this still the Hydra he knew?

That's a full 5000 yuan, which can buy two thousand bags of instant noodles, but Yu Hansheng let it go so lightly, he couldn't help complaining when he left the office, treacherous and misleading the country!

After the live broadcast was over, Xie Qiao walked out of the company, took a long detour and bought a roasted sweet potato for Xiao Shishi at yesterday's booth before heading to the community.

Yesterday, a roasted sweet potato cost only 20 yuan, but today a roasted sweet potato costs [-] yuan.

Xie Qiao couldn't help complaining about the rising prices.

He walked out of the elevator with roasted sweet potatoes and opened the door. Yu Hansheng left work earlier than him, which was rare. He sat on the sofa in the living room and typed his notebook.

"Mr. Yu, you came back so early today?" Xie Qiao handed the roasted sweet potato to the small stone carved on the terrace, and poured some water on the grass by the way.

Yu Hansheng gave a soft "hmm".

Xie Qiao returned to the living room, thinking that the manga hadn't been updated, he couldn't even get up the energy to cook, he just wanted to fall on the bed and sleep.

When he was about to open the bedroom door and walk in, he suddenly heard Yu Hansheng's indifferent voice coming from the sofa: "In a bad mood?"

— with a little research.

Xie Qiao stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and said hesitantly, "It's not that I'm in a bad mood. A manga I've been chasing has stopped updating, and I haven't recovered from it—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yu Hansheng, who asked in a cold voice: "What manga?"

Xie Qiao replied subconsciously: "Crossing into the boss's little fugitive."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yu's face turned cold.

He immediately regretted it, he shouldn't have said it, Mr. Yu has always disliked him reading such unscrupulous books.

Sure enough, the kittens brought a shelf of books into his bedroom that night, such as "Meditations", "Art Creation", "Outsiders"...

Xie Qiao fell asleep just reading the title.

It just so happened that Fang He sent him a message at this time.

——In addition to being busy with work, remember to run Weibo to increase your popularity.

Manage Weibo...

He heard from Fang He that Weibo can enhance the interaction with fans. Most of the well-known artists have studios to help manage Weibo, but artists like him who have just debuted for a short time obviously cannot afford to hire someone to take care of them. I can only rely on myself.

His previous microblogs were all live broadcast notifications, and he didn't know what to post for a while, so he simply took a selfie of himself, because he lay on the pillow for a while, and when he sat up to take a selfie, there was a dull hair on his head.

【Xie Qiao】Sleep

His Weibo has more than 5000 fans, and dozens of comments have been added within a few minutes of posting, but everyone's attention seems to be a bit biased.

【Avocado】Selfie!Jojo, good night

[Kiwi] Am I the only one who noticed the bookshelf behind?Qiao Qiao has good taste in reading books, there are not many artists like this

[Shiranui] 1. It's much better than those who read brainless white texts. They're fans.

Xie Qiao: ......... He likes to read Xiaobaiwen to relax

He thought about it and replied.

[Xie Qiao] I have very low taste in reading

Fans responded one after another.

[Crawfish in North America] Qiao Qiao is too modest

[Pipi Shrimp] Wooooooooooooooooo excellent and humble, I love such a brother

[Crayfish] It would be great if Qiao Qiao could make more dramas. I really want to see you on TV. Hey, the market is not good now, and the live broadcast every day is too distressing

Xie Qiao: ...

He gave up.

He fell asleep with the little emotion of not seeing the update.

The giant snake outside the door watched Xie Qiao's room turn off the light early. He lowered his eyes slightly and raised his hand to close the half-closed door.

The phone he was holding in his other hand also went out, displaying the search page just before it went out.

—— "The Little Fugitive in Wearing Overlord" has stopped updating.

In the early morning, Yancheng.

Zhu Yu is a manga author. Although he draws Tanmei manga, he is really a man. Before drawing Doomsday Blood Manga, he went overseas to draw Tanmi without making money.

Who knew that the apocalypse has now become a hot topic for readers. He doesn't make money at all by painting cities. The manuscript fee he paid last month was only [-]. With the price soaring, he can't support himself at all.

He stopped for two weeks, hesitating whether to go out and apply for a job, at least he could earn a living.money.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Zhu Yu shivered all over his body. It's four o'clock in the morning. The landlord shouldn't be urging the rent to be paid at this time. It can't be a corpse.

He has been locked in the house to draw cartoons and rarely read the news, but he deeply remembers that on the day when corpses besieged Yancheng, a man in a mecha was bitten to death after protecting a child.

If it wasn't for lack of money, he would have left Yancheng long ago.

He immediately hid under the bed and refused to open the door even if he was killed.

The people outside the door seemed to be irritable. After a heavy muffled sound, the anti-theft door fell to the ground. Zhu Yu's face was pale with fright, and he closed his eyes tightly.

It seems like something has come in.

Zhu Yu's eyes closed even tighter.

Suddenly, a furry cat's paw slapped him in the face.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a black cat with a scarred face appeared in front of him, its smooth fur was shining, it retracted its sharp claws, and said to him impatiently: "You are Zhu Yu?"

Zhu Yu nodded in a daze.

It's fine to bring a cat into the house at night, but this cat can still speak human words, which is really weird, and dense cold sweat suddenly oozes from his back.

He heard the black cat mutter "Why are you so timid", and then the black cat walked up to him with a pen in its mouth.

"This is……"

Zhu Yu was a little confused.

"Remind my boss, if you don't draw—"

The black cat spat out the liner and grunted menacingly.

"He came in person."