Moon on the 28th night

Jiang Xingyue was furious.

Ke Qiao took the phone a little farther away, and made sure that it didn't make any noise about their uncle's creation, so he lowered his voice and said, "Baby, take a video and let me enjoy our family's wonderful prosperous cat face, love you!"

You want to see how funny it is!

Jiang Xingyue rolled her eyes speechlessly and threw away the video.

Ke Qiao almost laughed, and quickly edited a post on Weibo:

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Jiang Xingyue: I don't want to pay attention to it.

In the short one-minute video, Miao Miao ran after Cheerilee with great enthusiasm, running all over the table legs, the bottom of the coffee table, and under the desk, sometimes falling, sometimes Cheerilee stuck in the crack of the sofa and it was still rushing forward, fierce and cute look straight to the heart of every cat lover.

The readers in Ke Qiao's Weibo looked like they had sucked catnip, and they were dizzy with excitement: Ahh

Jiang Xingyue rolled her eyes at the sky, a stupid cat who didn't know how to stand on the united front with her, knew to hook up with others, you stood in the corner for me to reflect.

Miao Miao looked at the cherry that she threw into the trash can with resentment: "Meow~"

"Don't sell cute, I won't play with you if you sell cute. Jiang Xingyue stiffened her face and decided to be selfless to the end.

Miaomiao: "Meow~"

Jiang Xingyue's Bao Gong's face couldn't hold back, picked it up, and admitted defeat: "Okay, I'll buy you a bell to play, okay?"

Miaomiao's fleshy little paw was still persistently digging out the packaging of cherries.

Jiang Xingyue is also respected-isn't it just that I like you.

Gu Zhiyao sat in the cab, just plugged in the car key, and before he started it, he saw Ke Qiao's Weibo, where others didn't notice in the video, he saw a pair of white cotton slippers, which Jiang Xingyue was wearing, so he forwarded this Weibo and said, "Have you eaten cherries?"

Sun Tezhu was drunk, swiped the Weibo posted by the boss, suddenly startled, sat up straight, and commented: "Boss, there is no cat that eats cherries." โ€

Does the boss talk about his brain when he falls in love?

Gu Zhiyao ignored it, threw away his mobile phone, and drove to another high-end community.

Of course he knew that cats wouldn't be interested in cherries, so he asked her, did she eat them?

If Jiang Xingyue knew that he wanted to know so much, she would definitely not mind telling him, of course she didn't eat it, and in order to prevent Miao Miao from accidentally eating the poisonous apple sent by the vicious queen, she threw away the whole box of cherries, along with the trash can. But that's all for later.

Before Ke Qiao went to dinner with their uncle, he finally recovered a little bit of his first IQ, and said to her: "Baby, you have acted in front of the camera for so many years?

Yes, she is a film and television industry practitioner whose career goal is to be a movie queen, who is more familiar with the lens than her?

Ran into the study like a whirlwind, took out the camera, set it up, and started recording. But there is nothing else in the shot, except for Miaomiao's occasional passing, and the light gauze curtains blown in by the wind. Her earnest attitude of polishing her acting skills behind the monitor is still useless.

Unconsciously leaned on the sofa and fell asleep, the lemon tree that had been planted for half a year emitted a soft fragrance, the light color was soft, Miaomiao came over and squeezed it, and also fell asleep with her.

Outside the window, a faint sweet moon hangs, and the person who fails to appear in her lens is confronting her father at the end of the city.

Gu Yuan's face was elongated, and it was terrifyingly dark: "You don't want to marry the child of the Xu family, and you want to get back the company's shares, Gu Zhiyao, don't you think your heart is too big?"

Gu Zhiyao didn't think it was too much to raise his eyebrows: "I just took back my mother's share, if the lost and found is also considered a thief, then you should have been arrested by the police a long time ago." โ€

Gu Yuan choked, lowered his voice and said, "You still blame me." โ€

Gu Zhiyao looked at him calmly, with that indifferent look on his face: "How could it be, I'm just glad I didn't grow up under you." After speaking, he walked to the back of the door, opened it suddenly, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy suddenly had no support, so he straightened in, and after looking at Gu Zhiyao's calm face, he exclaimed, "Brother." โ€

Gu Zhiyao patted him on the shoulder quite gently, pulled out a smile and said, "If your mother is so worried, why don't you put a monitoring pen on your father to monitor his whereabouts?"

Gu Ting opened his mouth, after all, he was only twelve years old, Gu Zhiyao's powerful aura rolled over, his legs were frightened, and he looked at his father for help, Gu Yuan strongly supported his dignity as a father, and said to him: "You go down first, let your mother cook two more dishes, and your brother will stay for dinner in the evening." โ€

Gu Ting nodded like pounding garlic and said "Okay", but he didn't dare to look at it, so he ran down.

Gu Zhiyao looked at the fleeing back boredly, and didn't look at Gu Yuan, and said casually: "You still like good children." โ€

Gu Yuan frowned, and was about to say something, but Gu Zhiyao took the lead, and his tone was even more careless: "You just like good women, you said it, human nature." โ€

Gu Yuan's face turned blue and purple, and he still tried his best to maintain his composure: "Zhiyao, I'm sorry for your mother, but it's none of your Aunt Yu Qing's business." โ€

Gu Zhiyao lowered his eyes as if he didn't hear it, the light cast a small fan on his eyelids, the whole person looked faint and unknowable, his father also had similar eyelashes, but he didn't like this similarity, and he didn't even want such a similarity.

He looked away from the shadow and asked his father, "What are you sorry for Mom?" Mr. Gu, you have to be clear, we are glad to be away from you, you don't mind, we don't mind. โ€

Gu Yuan was completely speechless, and his whole face was as ugly as the bottom of a pot.

Gu Zhiyao didn't let him go, the more he talked, the more ruthless he became, the powerful aura swept over, and the original child had grown into an adult: "If it wasn't for my custody, my mother would have gotten more from you." โ€

Gu Yuan's heart thumped and sank deeper and deeper: "The position of director can be left to you, but you have to tell me why you regret the marriage, do you know if the woman's father is very angry, how can I calm his anger." โ€

"I'll explain it to him. โ€

"It has something to do with the eighteenth-tier female artist on the Internet who is hot with you. Gu Yuan smiled coldly.