If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

The steaming Kung Pao chicken was served on the table, and the aroma lingered in the whole room.

Song Ningyi looked at the Kung Pao Chicken with all kinds of color and fragrance, and then at the other person in the kitchen who was doing some kind of airplane, and covered his face slightly with his fingers:

"What is that guy still dawdling in the kitchen?"

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Jiang Yanjin's mouth: "Maybe... it's still the carrot."

Song Ningyi sighed for a long time, and shook his head pretendingly: "If this is the case, then there is no need to compete."

Jiang Yanjin showed his white teeth, and deliberately shouted at the kitchen: "I also feel that the truth of the outcome is already obvious, and it is unnecessary to wait any longer."

"Do you have a share in speaking? You are really welcome."

In fact, Song Ningyi didn't necessarily want to use this kind of barbed tone to irritate him, but seeing Jiang Yanjin as a stalker made him upset, and he wished that he would get out of trouble.

It's a pity that Jiang Yanjin is thick-skinned, and immediately raised his hand to make a zip gesture on his lips.

"Forget it, I'll go and have a look." Song Ningyi got up and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

The kitchen was very quiet, and for a moment, the absurd idea "Could it be that this guy accidentally cut his hand and lost too much blood and passed out" popped into Song Ningyi's mind.

Gently pushing the door open, Song Ningyi didn't rush in, but turned sideways to check the door for a while, wanting to see what was going on.

Because obviously, from the first glance, it can be seen that the one who enters the door is the real Jiang Yanjin, because only he can call himself "honey" greasy.

Who is that in the kitchen now...

The kitchen was quiet, only the hills of diced cucumbers piled up on the chopping board.

"Meow~~" Unexpectedly, there was a baby-like meow from nowhere, and the voice was aggrieved.

"Pork jerky?" Song Ningyi stepped into the kitchen and looked around.

"Meow~meow meow~" the aggrieved cry filled with trills.

When did pork jerky hide here?What about the high imitation Jiang Yanjin?Where did you go again.

Half of the furry tail head was exposed from the back of the refrigerator.

"Pork jerky?" Walking over to see, there was a big fur ball nestled pitifully behind the refrigerator, the fluff on the front was stained with a trace of dirty dust.

"Meow~" The little cat stared at a pair of big golden eyes, misty and cute, I felt pity for it.

"Little baby, why are you hiding here?" Song Ningyi hurriedly picked up the pork jerky, and helped him pull the spider web on the fluff on the front.

The little kitten seemed to be frightened a lot, and even forgot its own arrogant setting. It stretched out two small paws and hugged Song Ningyi's neck tightly, meowing incessantly.

"Are you frightened by strangers, oh, huh, huh, huh, can't be scared~"

Song Ningyi hugged the cat and went out of the kitchen aggressively, while Jiang Yanjin was still secretly tasting her favorite work.

"Get out!" Song Ningyi freed up a hand, grabbed Jiang Yanjin's sleeve and dragged him out.

Before he could put down the chopsticks, Jiang Yanjin was dragged out in embarrassment.

He was still surprised, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the... smug kitten in Song Ningyi's arms, and he understood instantly.

"It!" Jiang Yan refused to accept it, and pointed to the kitten to explain himself.

"It's what! It scares the child, go out, and your **** imitation, go out, and then I will call the police."

The door opened, and Jiang Yanjin was ripped out with his chopsticks.

"King Yan Luo is amazing, Yan Luo can break into private houses?" Song Ningyi seemed to be still angry, and yelled at the door.

Jiang Yanjin was very wronged, his eyes were dry, and he felt like crying.

"Listen to my explanation!" The door said "bang bang bang", Jiang Yanjin was not reconciled to being a scapegoat, and tried to quibble.

"Meow—" Pork jerky nestled in Song Ningyi's arms, and let out another cry of grievance.

"Oh~ don't be afraid, the bad guy has left, I'm the only one here." Song Ningyi gently stroked the top of the kitty's head.

"Honey, I'm really angry, you'd rather believe it than me."

"What are you yelling at! The whole building just listens to you!"

After yelling outside for a while, seeing that he couldn't get it right, he even recruited the building manager, so Jiang Yanjin had no choice but to quiet down.

After hearing that there was no movement outside, the little kitten who had been nestling in Song Ningyi's arms and pretending to be obedient suddenly jumped away, and the ID badge on its neck jingled.

"What's the matter, baby?" Song Ningyi hurriedly got up, reached out to fish for it, and wanted to suck it for a while.

Pork jerky twisted his chubby body like a snake, and flexibly avoided Song Ningyi's Lushan's claws.

"You little Tsundere, you were still meowing in my arms just now, and now you turn your face and deny anyone? Come on, let me hug you."

The little cat ignored it and found a quiet place to squat down, raised its paws, and licked the cat on the wet jio with its barbed tongue, as if there was no Song Ningyi at all.

Song Ningyi: After all, it was a wrong payment.

At this time, Song Ningyi finally remembered the live broadcast room he had been in for half, and rushed to the computer with a slippery knee. Just as he was about to plug in the computer, he found that the computer was still on for live broadcast, but the mic and camera were both turned off. .

Song Ningyi was stunned for a moment, and began to wonder if what happened just now was a dream.

But the barrage was full of "Yiyi, I agreed to draw a big picture, I don't think you are a batch of poor painters."

When did I say that I wanted to be a big picture for others, how many catties and how much did I sink, didn't I have any AC numbers in my heart?

Suddenly, a strange thought popped out of his mind.

He slowly looked behind him, the innocent little cat was still squatting on the bed and licking its paws.

He suspects that this cat, not a cat, is an undercover agent sent by someone with evil intentions!

Song Ningyi was about to lose her temper, but on second thought, she can't startle the enemy, after all, if you want to talk about enemies, basically everyone below the second place in the list, maybe someone sent to steal the teacher.

Alpaca?Still Zhang Xiaodao.

Impossible, the kitty can't have bad intentions, he is so well-behaved and considerate, he even read his own heart in the God of Cookery contest with Zhang Xiaodao, and went all the way to send himself a precious egg.

Maybe it was deliberately pretending to be good just to avoid arousing my suspicion!

Song Ningyi looked at the topic on the screen that was obviously disconnected from her before she fell into a coma, and her mind was full of thoughts.

It suddenly occurred to him that when he asked the little Hades who regarded cats like his life where the cat came from, the little Hades also kept playing sloppy, obviously hiding something.

Or, in addition to Little Hades, Hades who also has the power to raise cats is a ghost?

Was it Xiao Yan Wang who sent him to monitor him?Then what is his purpose.

In short, although I am unwilling, but now... it is time to guard against this little cat.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry I've been busy with tutoring classes recently, I've been running around, even less, my thoughts are a bit confused, I'm sorry.