Bai Yueguang, the big boss of time travel, always likes to pretend to be a stand-in

An Hangting watched in surprise as Gu Chiyuan got out of the car and walked to the pet shop on the side of the road. Before he could react from the shock, Gu Chiyuan had already come out with an extra cage in his hand.

Where is this story going?Send a pet to soothe his frightened little heart?

At this time, Gu Chiyuan had already returned to the car, and put the cage into An Hangting's hand.

"what you want."

An Hangting lowered his head slowly, and had a face-to-face meeting with the orange cat in his arms who happened to be poking his head, and his heart melted instantly.

Regardless of what Gu Chiyuan was doing, he first experienced the joy of being a shit-shoveling officer.

Gu Chiyuan noticed the change in his expression, and hooked his lips, "Do you like it?"

"I like it, thank you Mr. Gu." This sentence is sincere.

Gu Chiyuan softened his brows and eyes, "You give him a name."

"Name..." An Hangting thought about it for a while, and suddenly came to inspiration, "It's called Orange."

Gu Chiyuan raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't seem to like it."

An Hangting has always been very casual about naming, and he didn't see that the little milk cat didn't show his dislike in #哥#儿#全#理#.

"What did Mr. Gu say it should be called?"

"It's called... Tingting."

An Hangting shook his hands and almost turned over the cat cage, which caused the little milk cat to cry weakly in protest.

"Look, it likes this."

An Hangting: "..."

This is clearly Gu Chiyuan's bad taste, right?

Gu Chiyuan seemed to be in a good mood, and he took out something and put it on An Hangting's head, "It's a gift from the pet shop, it's suitable for you."

An Hangting looked through the mirror, and there were two pink cat ears standing on his head.

How is this thing suitable for him!

He raised his hand to pick it up, but when he turned his head and met Gu Chiyuan's eyes, he became timid silently.

"Don't like it?" Gu Chiyuan asked innocently.

An Hangting gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, "Like... like..." is a ghost.

He's a real man!Who would like such childish stuff.

"How does Mr. Gu know that I'm interested in this one?" Could it be that Gu Chiyuan accurately captured which one he was staring at just now?

Gu Chiyuan started the car, and said lightly, "I feel a bit like you."

...Is it implying that he eats a lot?

Regardless of the reason, An Hangting finally realized his dream of raising a cat.There are many people in the family, even if he goes to work, he doesn't have to worry about the cat being left alone.

The little milk cat is good at everything, can act coquettishly and be cute, and often clings to his arms, making the housekeeper and servants like it very much.

The only point, which is also expected, is that this cat is too good at eating. Basically, when it comes to eating, it is the most active, jumping to the food bowl, and the action will not end without the disc. Will guard the food bowl, as if stuck together.

An Hangting hugged it away helplessly, "No more, you've already eaten this meal, and if you eat any more, you'll be stuffed to death."

He touched the cat's belly, which was swollen, obviously he had eaten too much, and he was worried whether the kitten would eat him as Garfield.

During the recuperation period, accompanied by cats, An Hangting has no time to feel bored, and walks around the milk cats every day. One person and one cat can play for a day, and enjoy themselves.

After playing with the cat for a while, An Hangting went to the bathroom to take a hot bath. He sighed comfortably and suddenly thought of a serious question.

He was obsessed with petting cats for the past two days, and he didn't pay much attention to Gu Chiyuan, but it seemed that Gu Chiyuan didn't show any dissatisfaction, which was strange no matter how he thought about it.

Has Gu Chiyuan really changed his temper?

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sound of the door opening from outside the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps, and a few meows at the same time.

An Hangting hurried out of the bathtub, wiped his body indiscriminately, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came out.

"Mr. Gu? Good evening..."

Gu Chiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, and the orange cat circled around him twice without daring to approach him. When he saw An Hangting, he called for help a few times.

"come over."

An Hangting swallowed his saliva, and took a step forward.

What is Gu Chiyuan going to do this late at night?

The night is dark and the wind is high, the man is lonely and widowed, no matter how he thinks about it, he is not at ease.

When An Hangting walked to the bed, Gu Chiyuan suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

Just as An Hangting was about to struggle, he was held down and sat beside Gu Chiyuan.

A gust of warm wind blew over his head, An Hangting blinked, and came to him in the middle of the night to dry his hair?

Gu Chiyuan didn't notice it, and seriously blow-dried An Hangting's hair. He lightly pressed his fingers on An Hangting's head, smoothing out and smoothing his hair bit by bit, and never tired of it.

An Hangting's body froze, not daring to move, for fear of disturbing Gu Chiyuan's interest.

Unexpectedly, one of Gu Chiyuan's hobbies is blowing hair.

It was very comfortable for Gu Chiyuan to blow and press like this, and An Hangting almost fell asleep.

The warm wind stopped, and An Hangting woke up a little bit.

"Comfortable?"

An Hangting answered honestly, "Comfortable."

"Next time I will try harder."

"No need, this time is just right."

Now the Anhang Pavilion is being served comfortably, and people start to float, lazily leaning against Gu Chiyuan's arms, not to mention, half-closed his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Gu Chiyuan smiled, and patted An Hangting's hair again, just like An Hangting usually pets a cat, "Okay."

"Meow!"

An Hangting woke up instantly, sat up straight immediately, and kept a distance from Gu Chiyuan.

What was he doing just now?

Gu Chiyuan noticed his alienation, his face darkened, but he didn't say anything.

"I reported you to the university, and you will report in two weeks."

What?What is he talking about?

"Mr. Gu, me, why are you?"

In Gu Chiyuan's eyes, An Hangting's bewilderment turned into being flattered, and his heart softened a little in an instant.

"I know that your family's conditions were not good before, and now I will make up for your college life. If you want to pursue an acting career, professional further education will be of great help. You just study with your heart and don't need to think about other things."

Did he go to school because he wanted to live on campus?Then you can justifiably move out.

"Do I need a dorm?"

Gu Chiyuan's eyes softened, the child was worried about leaving him. "Don't worry, you still live here, there will be a driver to pick you up every day, and you can go to class when you are not filming, without delay."

An Hangting's dream of a free life was immediately shattered, "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

"Whether it's a professional course or a cultural course, you have to study hard so that you will develop more in the future. I will inspect you regularly, and if you fail, you will be punished."

There were punishments in last school...

"What punishment is that?"

Gu Chiyuan glanced at Tingting, "It, one less meal."

Too cruel.

"I will definitely study hard and live up to Mr. Gu's expectations!"

Gu Chiyuan patted An Hangting on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Be ambitious."

An Hangting felt a little complicated.

Why do I always feel that Gu Chiyuan's painting style has suddenly become a strict father?