It's my first time being a cat

Zhu Xiaoming: I hate Gu Jingyao for being a mute, if you have the guts, just say it to your face!

Qiao Qirui went on TV once, and his whole demeanor changed. He actually knew what idol burden was.

Zhu Xiaoming was going to Tongcheng to join the team in a few days. Before he left, Qiao Qirui took Zhu Xiaoming to a new restaurant for dinner. This guy actually wore sunglasses all the way, strutting like a gander.

When he arrived at the dinner table, Qiao Qirui didn't intend to take off his sunglasses, but poked his chopsticks in a plate of drunk peanuts, so that the soup splashed all over without picking up the peanut.

Zhu Xiaoming couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand, and took off the big pair of toad glasses on his face: "What kind of sunglasses do you wear when you eat, can you see the food?"

Qiao Qirui rubbed the tip of his nose, and said embarrassingly, "Isn't that "The Evil Pet" has become popular recently? I was asked to take photos with me on the road, and I was afraid they would recognize me again."

Zhu Xiaoming was speechless for a while, this guy was wearing such exaggerated sunglasses because he was afraid that others would not recognize him.

The restaurant they ate today is a new industry invested by Qiao Qirui. Since he started learning investment with Wujian, Qiao Qirui's fortune has really improved. This restaurant has not been open for a long time, and it is already a popular Internet celebrity. restaurant too.

"Mingzi, eat more. I heard that the taste in Tongcheng is even spicier than this. I'm afraid you're not used to it and won't have anything to eat!"

Tongcheng is located on the bank of the river, with a humid climate and is famous for its spicy taste. The restaurant Qiao Qirui chose today is also an improved version of Tongcheng cuisine.

Zhu Xiaoming ate until a thin layer of sweat hung on his nose, and he replied casually: "It's okay, with Gu Jingyao here, I won't be left without food."

The taste of this restaurant is really good, although Zhu Xiaoming sticks out his tongue out of spicy food, but the chopsticks are not idle for a moment.

He was digging through the dried chilies looking for the spicy chicken, and was just about to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Only then did Qiao Qirui support his chin with his hands at some point, staring at him seriously: "Mingzi, are you dating Gu Jingyao!"

Zhu Xiaoming was taken aback, and almost choked to death by this sentence, the spicy chicken in his mouth swallowed whole, and he coughed violently because of the heat.

He coughed so much that he quickly grabbed the teacup and took a sip, and the burning feeling in his throat got better. Zhu Xiaoming glared at Qiao Qirui angrily, as if he had heard a big joke: "You are sick, Gu Jingyao and I fall in love?"

Qiao Qirui was not angry when he was questioned, he shook his head and analyzed: "You have been acting weird since you came back from the set, either in a daze, or laughing at your phone, and you never reply in seconds when I send you messages, But holding the phone every day, are you chatting with Gu Jingyao?"

Qiao Qirui's analysis was so clear that Zhu Xiaoming felt a little guilty, what was in a daze, what was the smirk, did he have it?

"When did I smirk at my phone..." Zhu Xiaoming was about to retort when the phone on the table lit up and displayed a message. Zhu Xiaoming stretched out his neck subconsciously to read it, but suddenly realized that Qiao Qirui was still sitting On the other side, he rubbed his hands awkwardly.

Qiao Qirui's eyes examined him like a police dog.

Zhu Xiaoming could only cough guiltily, put the phone into his pocket, and said, "Even if I chat with Gu Jingyao, so what, he is the director, and I am the leading actor, chatting is also a work communication!"

Qiao Qirui shook his head: "No, the two of you are not in a working relationship. Ever since you became Gu Jingyao's cat, something has been wrong!"

Zhu Xiaoming secretly scolded Qiao Qirui, who was usually so stupid, why he suddenly became more sensitive than a dog at this moment.

But he still felt baffled, stuck his neck, and wanted to argue a few words, how could he like Gu Jingyao, he is obviously the person who hates Gu Jingyao the most in the whole world!

But I don't know why the words came to my lips, but a pause turned into: "You said that I am in love with Gu Jingyao, do you think Gu Jingyao looks like a homosexual?"

Qiao Qirui was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and thought: "...it really doesn't look like it."

Zhu Xiaoming was about to say that that's enough, there can't be some pure relationship between him and Gu Jingyao, such as the main pet!

Then I heard Qiao Qirui turn around: "Gu Jingyao doesn't look like that, but when you think about it, Mingzi, you look like a homosexual. You see, you have never been interested in girls since you were young. The one I mentioned the most The person is Gu Jingyao, do you really have a crush on him?"

Zhu Xiaoming almost bit his tongue: "I...I take him as my opponent, know yourself and your enemy, and you will win every battle!"

He spoke loudly, but his heart beat extraordinarily flustered.

For so many years, he paid so much attention to Gu Jingyao, did he regard him as an idol, or did he have other plans?If he really only regarded Gu Jingyao as his opponent, then why would he feel uncomfortable seeing Gu Jingyao frustrated?

Qiao Qirui picked his ears, and said aggrievedly: "No, no, why are you so loud, I'm going deaf."

Zhu Xiaoming poked a piece of dessert in front of him to pieces, this guy was ashamed to feel wronged.

When lying on the bed at night, Zhu Xiaoming was still thinking about Qiao Qirui's question, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

In his adolescence, a handsome guy like him never had anything to do with any girl. You know, even that silly dog ​​Qiao Qirui had a crush on a girl...

Zhu Xiaoming's heart was beating fast, and he secretly wondered if he was really gay, but he had no interest in other men except Gu Jingyao!

With a frown on his face, he clicked on the notification on his phone, the message he received at the dinner table.It turned out to be just a system prompt.

What, made him startled...

Zhu Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling a little lost.

If he didn't send a message, wouldn't Gu Jingyao take the initiative to find him?Is he licking a little too much?

Would Gu Jingyao find him annoying?Will it be misunderstood that he has other ideas?

Zhu Xiaoming wrinkled his face and became angry for no reason like a puffer fish.

He doesn't like Gu Jingyao, why should he care if he misunderstood...

Zhu Xiaoming rolled around on the bed, his mind was in a mess, like a pot of boiled sugar, sticky mixed together.

He always felt that every action of Gu Jingyao was scheming, not answering him was intentional, and answering him was also intentional, just to make him uneasy.

The more Zhu Xiaoming thought about it, the more he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up from the bed, stepped on his slippers, tucked into a room at the end of the corridor, and turned on the light angrily.

The display cabinets on an entire wall lit up one after another, illuminating the room as if it were daytime.

This room stores all things related to Gu Jingyao, including all the DVDs that Gu Jingyao participated in, all the awards he won, and even the costumes that Gu Jingyao took to participate in the charity auction were photographed by Zhu Xiaoming and carefully hung on the wall superior.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a collection cabinet for a fanatical fan...

Zhu Xiaoming curled his lips, and thought confidently, isn't it normal for fans to collect idols' surroundings? He hasn't even placed a Gu Jingyao's body pillow at home, so what's there to be guilty of!

Zhu Xiaoming picked up a handkerchief from the cabinet, and the old-fashioned color was the one that Gu Jingyao lent him last time.

Zhu Xiaoming sniffled, the smell of Gu Jingyao on the handkerchief had almost dissipated, but after a careful sniff, he could still smell a faint scent.

He pouted, not knowing why he was a little unhappy, and pressed the remote control button, a poster that was almost as tall as Gu Jingyao slowly descended from the ceiling.

On the poster, Gu Jingyao's eyes are staring straight ahead, which is a fixed-makeup photo of a certain movie.

Zhu Xiaoming looked up for a while, and suddenly felt that the poster was not right no matter how he looked at it. Gu Jingyao was so tall, and when he looked at people, he always lowered his eyes, which was very annoying. He never looked directly at people.

Fortunately, he thought before that if he zoomed in according to the height ratio, he would not have the feeling of a real person. Looking at it now, it is really stupid!

Zhu Xiaoming looked at this clumsy poster, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, as if someone had seen through his mind.

He pursed his lips, pointed at the person on the poster, and said angrily: "Gu Jingyao, I have no crush on you, I warn you, don't come into my head without my permission in the future!"

He angrily turned off the lights in the room, never to enter this room again, he is not gay!

Lying on the bed, Zhu Xiaoming became more and more angry as he thought about it. Gu Jingyao must not know anything about his troubles. He was misunderstood as gay, and Gu Jingyao didn't even send him a text message.

Zhu Xiaoming took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, tapped the keyboard a few times angrily, and sent a series of messages to Gu Jingyao.

Resolutely pressed the off button, rolled up the quilt, closed his eyes and went to sleep. As for what Gu Jingyao replied to him, he was not interested. He wanted to let Gu Jingyao have a taste of waiting for news!

The plane had just landed and arrived in Tongcheng. As soon as Gu Jingyao turned on his phone, he received a screen full of messages.

qsjztygjy: [fist] [fist] [fist]

qsjztygjy: [bomb] [bomb] [bomb]

qsjztygjy: [pig head][pig head][pig head]

Gu Jingyao couldn't help laughing at the bombing news sent by Zhu Xiaoming.

The driver, who was familiar with the accent, asked him, "Young man, your mother-in-law is very strict, this news makes my ears itch."

Gu Jingyao was not angry when he heard that the driver had misunderstood, but just curled his lips and said, "It's not my wife, it's my cat."

The driver master crossed a steep slope, held the steering wheel and muttered: "The young man's voice is really nasty."