Fang Zhihan walked up to Yu Gangan and tapped the tip of her nose lightly with his fingers, just like she had just clicked on a kitten.

The handsome men and women on the snow, looking at each other, delicate and red-dusted, a cute cat with a tilted little head, surrounded by white snow, the picture is beautiful like a beautiful picture.

Yu Gangan wrinkled his nose, "What is this sponsor representative doing again?" ”

While Fang Zhihan replied, his eyes moved to Yu Gangan's arms, "Look for the cat." ”

Yu Gangan was startled for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at the kitten in his arms, and asked uncertainly, "Yes?" ”

Fang Zhihan nodded: "Hmm." ”

“…… How can you have a cat? ”

Yu Gangan was really surprised, she thought that like Fang Zhihan, the flower of the Snow Ridge, if she wanted to keep a pet, she should also be like that fierce and invincible Tibetan mastiff.

It turned out to be such a soft and cute silver tabby, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel like it matches.

"How long have you been raising it?" It can't be that I just bought it to fool her.

"Fifteen years."

Fang Zhihan's answer shocked Yu Gangan again.

She looked at the cat in her arms: "How old is this cat, fifteen years old?" ”

The faint sunlight fell on her body and stained her with a halo, and the man stood handsome and picturesque on the snow, and every subtle part of his snowy face clearly told her that he was not lying.

Yu Gangan asked lightly: "What is its name?" ”

Fang Zhihan hooked his lips and teased: "Yu Gangan." ”

Yu Gangan: "......"

Very obvious falsehood.

She puffed out her cheeks: "Who are you fooling?" Love to say not to pull down. ”

Fang Zhihan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her neck and walked in the direction of the car.

Yu Gangan subconsciously struggled: "Where are you going to pull me again?" ”

"Eat?"

"But I'm going to shoot a brochure."

"What time is it?"

"Half past two."

Fang Zhihan fell silent, just stuffed her into the co-pilot, and after he sat in the car, he asked her, "Where to shoot?" ”

Yu Gangan buckled up his seat belt and reported the location of the shooting, and asked: "It's almost two o'clock, it's past dinner, why haven't you eaten yet?" ”

Fang Zhihan didn't drive immediately, leaned back on the car seat, tilted his head slightly and asked her, "Like this cat?" ”

Yu Gangan looked at the cat in his arms.

The kitten immediately screamed again: "Meow~~"

"It's cute." Yu Gangan replied with a smile: "What is it called?" ”

"If so, will you give it a name?" Fang Zhihan asked.

Yu Gangan held the kitten's body with both hands, hugged it in the air and looked at it, "Look at the gray and white tabby on its body is very beautiful, and the circle is a bit like a mosquito coil, if it were me, I would call it a mosquito coil." ”

Fang Zhihan replied lightly: "Oh." ”

"What was it originally called?"

"Mosquito coils."

Yu Gangan was dumbfounded, once again in disbelief, looked at Fang Zhihan and exclaimed, "It's really fake." ”

Fang Zhihan nodded solemnly: "Really." ”

He reached out and stroked the head of the mosquito coil, and commanded, "This is Mom, call Mom." ”

The mosquito coil is the truth, and it really "meows" at Yu Gangan.

I don't know if I'm really calling Mom.

Yu Gan was happy and smiled: "......"

"I've been taking care of me for fifteen years, and now it's my mother's turn to take care of me," Fang Zhihan's tone was very relaxed, as if he had lost some big trouble.