The little milk cat is learning how to be a human being every day

After returning to the set, the little cat had just picked up a folded cardboard box from a pile of luggage, and was about to sleep until the next morning, when the manager knocked on his door, saying that Mr. Fu left something and forgot to him.

The kitten had no choice but to crawl out of the cardboard box, shook his head to open the door, and was handed a carefully wrapped sealed bag.

What is mysterious, Qiao Chuyi opened it up and saw that it was a painting...

It is a drawing of a sleeping kitten.

Not hours.

It was very similar to the ice cream-shaped cat he ate.

Although Mao'er knew that Mr. Fu must have never seen its real cat, but when the painting was sent to him, he had some indescribable emotions.

In terms of rounding up, this is the first time that a human being has painted a picture for himself, and even carefully packaged the picture.Mao'er lowered his head and stared at Maomaowhua, who still somewhat resembled him, his eyes were a little moist.

Its small body is probably gone.

The cat is holding the painting carefully, with its paws raised above its head, as if thinking about how to hang it up, and afraid of damaging the painting.

The whole cat was nervous, circling in circles in the room, and finally turned to the vast number of Weibo fans for help. He had already learned how to post on Weibo. After all, human beings always have more ghost ideas than kittens.

Moreover, the cat in the painting is also very cute. It is in a sleeping posture, stretched out, and there are a few snot bubbles painted next to the nose. The furry strokes make the cat like it very much.

Picture and text: It looks really cute~~ But I don’t know how to put it on!

If it wasn't for the fear that the agent would take back the Weibo account for crazy words, Qiao Chuyi even wanted to sign "Ben Da Meow" on it, but in the end he deleted these three words.

The fans replied quickly, but they were all talking about grabbing the front row, being early and other irrelevant nonsense. Maoer angrily wrote down several posts, and finally found it among a bunch of abnormal people. A useful piece of information.

It was a shopping link, and the cat happily ran to place an order for a picture frame, without realizing that this person was not even a fan, but just a marketing account.

It arrived from the same city very quickly, it only took about an hour. The one I bought was still made of glass. The kitten wore a mask, avoiding the probing eyes of the takeaway brother, and carried the ghostly thing back to the room with a puff.

I wanted to hang the painting on a very high place, but was afraid of falling myself, so I climbed onto the bed, put my feet on it, removed the original alarm clock, and hung up the painting.

He jumped out of bed again, touched his chin with his hands, and observed the glass picture frame in all aspects, and then lay down on the bed contentedly.

When he was learning how to draw, he was still in the same posture. The only difference was that the cat became a human being and learned how to play with a mobile phone...

He held up his mobile phone to play with eliminating big watermelons, and his hands became sore after playing for a long time, and accidentally hit his face with the mobile phone, which made the cat shudder, and pulled the mobile phone aside with a groan.

He sat up very depressed, hesitating whether to rest and refresh himself, or when he was out for a stroll, a call cut in.

Maoer thought it was Mr. Fu, and immediately brewed up a bunch of words, wanting to thank Mr. Fu for the painting, but when he looked at the phone screen, it was an unfamiliar number...

The cat was a little overwhelmed by the strange call, but he answered it after a minute of ringing, "Hello? How are you?"

"Are you Qiao Chuyi?" He hesitated for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.

"Um……"

The other party's voice was very special, like a child's voice, as if just waking up, I don't know if there was something stuck in his throat, and it was a little hoarse, "There is a person on my side who doesn't pay for the meal, and then After reporting your phone number, you come to collect him and pay the money.”

……

Mao'er really doesn't know any human beings who can renege on their debts, not to mention that this mobile phone number is private, if the other party can't accurately report his name, he even thinks it's to deceive the cat.

Mao'er was timid, so he went to the agent and knocked on the door for a long time before calling him out. After explaining the situation briefly, the agent went with him to redeem him.

"Joe, who is this person to you?"

"I don't know..." Mao'er told the truth, and he was quite entangled. On the one hand, it was because, if he was really Qiao Chuyi's friend, he would be sorry for the original owner of the body if he didn't help.

On the other hand...he was afraid of being exposed.

The agent glanced at him, didn't ask any more questions, and drove the car to the address mentioned by the other party. The place is not remote, and there is even a lot of traffic.

The agent originally saw this kid hesitated, thinking that he was careless in making friends, but now it seems that he was overthinking.

He parked the car firmly on the side of the road, and Qiao Chuyi's phone rang again.

"I'm here." Mao'er whispered into the phone, flustered inside, and Xiao Jiujiu kept chattering in his heart, trying to find the most suitable reason to make this "friend" accept Qiao Chu's change of intention.

"Here!" A man trotted over, shaking his hands a little away.

Mao'er covered the light of the headlights with his hands, and looked at the person who came. He was wearing a restaurant overalls, and he should be the person who was talking to him.

"Where are Qiaoer's friends?" The manager led Qiao Chuyi, who was still in a daze, forward, and asked the staff loudly, "How much do I need to pay? Is there an invoice?"

The staff looked impatient, obviously they had been waiting here for a long time, and when they saw the visitor's questions, they jumped out again and again, and their tone was very blunt, "If you're drunk, why don't you have money to eat?! It’s been a long time since I came here so late.”

"Let's see how people are."

"...it's in the back street."

Mao'er thought to himself that even if he met someone, he wouldn't know if he really knew him, and if he was taken advantage of, he wouldn't know.

When I saw a person, that person was thrown next to buckets of garbage, and flies buzzed.

This surprised Qiao Chuyi very much. He seemed to have known this situation before.

It's like piles of memory fragments, some of which have been awakened at this moment.It was a face that was also very young, flushed from drinking, and still clamoring for wine, like a full-fledged alcoholic.

Qiao Chuyi squatted down and looked at it carefully for a moment. Apart from feeling that the other party had a good young face, he really had no impression at all.

However, he felt that this person looked somewhat similar to his own human body...

I stretched out my hand to check him, but there was no usable information, not even a mobile phone, and I don't know how to report his mobile phone number.

This situation is even worse than when the cat first landed on this body. At least he still had a little money and a broken mobile phone at that time, so he wouldn't starve to death on the street.

The manager paid the money, sighing secretly that Qiao Er's friend is really good at ordering food, the more expensive the more expensive ones, the more he ordered a lot, and drank the expensive wine in the store, no wonder the staff must find Qiao Er Came over to settle the bill.

"Let's go." The manager returned to Qiao Chuyi's side, tugged on the child's sleeve, and prepared to take him away.

"Where are you going?" Mao'er was thinking about something, but didn't realize what the manager was saying for a while.

"Go back to the crew, you still have to film tomorrow."

"...Ah, what about him?" Is it really good to put people next to this trash can?Cats sometimes think that human beings really have different types of people. Some people are very compassionate to cats, some are indifferent to cats, and some are extremely disgusted with cats.

"Joe, do you want to wait for him to wake up before leaving?"

"I..." Mao'er didn't want to.

This "friend" was finally taken away by Qiao Chuyi, who grabbed and dragged him away. In fact, he wanted to find an intersection and let him go, but seeing the hangover on his face, he still gritted his teeth.

He took him to a nearby hotel, paid him the room fee, and gave him a few extra receipts.

It should be possible for a friend to do this.Mao'er has never had any friends, and he doesn't know if he weighed it this way, but before leaving, he took a few extra glances at each other.If the other party has even a little something to prove his identity, he will feel at ease.

After all, he had just been kidnapped.It's really hard to say good or bad about the original owner's relationship with him, but Jiang Shuyue would remind him not to go to Wia.

The premise is, who broke the wire...

Qiao Chuyi walked with her head down in a daze, without noticing that the manager beside her was tapping on her mobile phone. Some things must be reported to those who should know, and the manager dared not hide them.

Mao'er doesn't know that he is being monitored everywhere, even if the person who intends to monitor is Mr. Fu whom he misses so much.

After the agent finished explaining the matter on WeChat, he pulled Qiao Chuyi, who was walking out with his head buried, and brought the child back to the nanny's car safely.

In the middle of the night, there is only such a child who can be taken care of by him so carefully.

As soon as I got into the car, the phone rang at the right time. Maoer took a look, it was Mr. Fu...

"Hello..." The sullen voice spread beyond the city.

"Sleeping?" Alpha's deep voice was also transmitted through the microphone.

"No, I'm here..." Qiao Chuyi was stunned, almost subconsciously wanting to panic, "Brother Zhang Da and I went to have supper."

Seeing that there was no answer from the other side, Mao'er added, "I'm hungry." After speaking, he turned his head and winked at the manager, with his index finger on his lips, hoping that the manager could help explain the lie.

But obviously the manager couldn't accompany him in this scene. Even without him to inform, the vice president still has all kinds of contacts, such as paparazzi, almost everywhere.

"Really? What time is it, and you're still wandering in the street?" The voice of Alpha on the opposite side has already heard some feeling that the storm is about to come and the mountains are full of buildings.

Cat closed his eyes and leaned his head on the car seat. He knew that Mr. Fu was going to accuse him again, such as why he didn't sleep well, ran out to hang out, etc., but Qiao Chuyi didn't think about how to answer at all.

"Original intention," the opposite party smiled for no reason, "Is supper delicious?"