Talking about the actor flavor mint grass (4)
This is a post, Yan He hurriedly clicked on it and read it carefully from beginning to end.
Spicy Chicken!
Yan He couldn't help but curse secretly.
It's all about looking for a cat owner! It has nothing to do with the problem he needs to solve at this time!
Yan He would not have been so irritable in his usual life, but he was much more frightened, so he became irritable.
Yan He sat on the ground and leaned against the bedside table, I don't know how long it took, but finally he didn't hold it up and fell asleep.
After filming for a day and a night, my spirit was extremely tense when I came back, and now I am a little relaxed, but I can't hold it anymore.
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Until he woke up again and listened to the exclusive ringtone he set for his agent, Yan He was still stunned.
His head hurt a little, Yan He wanted to rub his temples with one hand, and touched his mobile phone with the other.
"Shhh Yan He gasped, and his whole body was refreshed.
The finger bones slammed into the corner of the cabinet, and the pain was terrible.
When I opened my eyes, I was sitting on the ground, covered with a quilt with white clouds on a blue background.
Did you roll out of bed again?
Just when Yan He was annoyed, he lowered his head and saw a white cloud lying on the quilt, which had been woken up by the ringtone of the mobile phone.
I have to say that if this kitten doesn't move, it can really blend in with his quilt.
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Wait a minute!
Where did this cat come from?!
The thoughts that fell asleep slowly returned to their places, and the memories of yesterday came one after another.
This! Be! That! Only! Listen! Get! Understand! Person! Speech! Target!
Small! Cat! Goblin!
People are sleeping well, and their own mobile phones are now waking them up!!
My life is at rest!
"Meow?"
The little white ball screamed a little milky, and followed the sound with its claws stretched out and scratched at the flat metal block that was still ringing.
Pushing the mobile phone from Yan He's stomach to his chest, Yan He's whole body stiffened and didn't dare to move.
It wasn't until the little milk cat uncle stretched out his paws and patted his chest with a meat pad that Yan He tentatively spoke.
"You, you're asking me to answer the phone?"
Jiang Bo nodded unconsciously, and then his half-supported body was crooked, and he was about to fall.
Yan He's hand was so fast that he grabbed it and let the kitten lie back on his stomach.
The kitten twisted, flicked its tail, and then stopped moving, is it asleep again?
Yan He didn't dare to make any other moves, stiffly pressed the phone call from the agent, and then began to figure out his thoughts.
After half a quarter of an hour, Yan He tried his best to maintain the balance of his body, and then straightened his legs.
After just nesting all night, my legs have long been numb.
In the itchy and tingling tingling, Yan He once again fell his eyes on the kitten that was integrated with the quilt.
So the quilt on his body should have been covered by this little hairy ball.
So this little hairy ball should have no ill will towards him.
So...... Why was he hit by this little ball of hair that I don't know if it was a cat demon falling from the sky!!
The tingling and itching sensation on his legs faded, Yan He moved tentatively, and grabbed the quilts on the left and right sides of Bai Tuanzi.
Maintaining the posture of sitting on the ground, Yan He twisted his body stiffly, lifted the quilt, and put it down gently.
Just as he was about to let go, Bai Tuanzi turned over, revealing his little belly, and then made a small "snoring" sound, and there was no movement again.