Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Fireworks started at eleven o'clock and ended after zero o'clock.

The two stayed on the rooftop for a long time, during which time the hotel sent a fruit plate.

Seeing the food, Song Qingyou remembered that Jiang Zhihan was called out before the Jiang family's dinner was over...

"You eat dinner yet?"

He paused after asking, and then solemnly said: "Don't lie!"

Jiang Zhihan met her serious eyes and shook his head slowly.

"Don't tell me sooner."

Song Qingyou muttered a bit resentfully, and then grabbed his hand without saying a word.

"Come on, let's find a place to eat."

Jiang Zhihan let her pull him, as well-behaved as a kindergarten child.

It's a pity that it's already early in the morning, and it's the New Year's Eve again. The restaurants and restaurants on the street, and even the roadside stalls, are not open.

Song Qingyou drove halfway around the city, but couldn't find a place to eat.

Speaking of bringing Jiang Zhihan to the apartment she lived in, she emptied all the vegetables in the refrigerator because she was planning to stay with Song Xingye during the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, if you want to bring Jiang Zhihan back, you can only bring him back to Song Xingye.

Song Qingyou glanced at the time
— 35:[-].

At this time, Dad should have fallen asleep, right?

After all, the Spring Festival Gala is very hypnotic to him.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyou simply took Jiang Zhihan back.

As soon as the car stopped, Jiang Zhihan couldn't help looking out the window, "Where is this?"

He knew the addresses of Song Xingye and Lin Xuyang, but they had never been there.

"Hush—" Song Qingyou looked guilty.

"This is where my dad lives and I lived with him recently."

"I can't find a restaurant to eat, and I have nothing to eat there, so I can only bring you here."

The two stepped out of the elevator.

Jiang Zhihan pretended to be angry, "I can only? Am I so shameless?"

Song Qingyou took his arm and said, "How can it be? Mr. Jiang, don't underestimate yourself."

"Am I underestimating myself?" Jiang Zhihan asked meaningfully.

Song Qingyou felt guilty: "No, no, it's my problem. It's not that we haven't been dating for a long time... I always feel that it's too early to meet my parents now."

This is only part of the reason.

The bigger problem was actually that Song Qingyou felt that Song Xingye didn't approve of her being with Jiang Zhihan.

Ever since he woke up, he was extremely grateful to Jiang Zhihan, and he mentioned a few words from time to time, but now he never mentions it, and he can see the clue.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhihan didn't care about it, he just said, "It's really not good to visit in the middle of the night."

Song Qingyou nodded repeatedly, then stooped to open the door, and saw that although the lights were on, there was no movement at home, so she pulled Jiang Zhihan into the room.

She touched her lips with her index finger, and repeatedly urged: "Be quiet."

Jiang Zhihan nodded in agreement, leaned into her ear and asked, "Why are all the lights on?"

The warm breath on the ears made Song Qingyou feel a little itchy and embarrassed.

"It's a New Year's habit." She explained in a low voice, "All the lights will be on until the early hours of the morning and then turned off... My dad should be asleep, so the lights are always on."

While talking, Song Qingyou had already turned off the lights in the entrance and corridor, leaving only the living room and kitchen.

The two walked into the kitchen one after the other.

Song Qingyou secretly went to open the refrigerator.

"I thought it was a custom on our side to turn on the lights, and everyone would do it... Don't you know?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded: "There are many people in the old house, and I never stay overnight."

Living alone, how do you know what is customary?

Song Qingyou rummaged through the vegetables and gave a pause: "What about you when you were young?"

"After only being taken by the old man for a few months, he was sent abroad to study."

"No wonder."

Song Qingyou suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that although Mr. Jiang valued Jiang Zhihan, he was not as close as a grandfather to his grandson from ordinary people.

"What?" Jiang Zhihan didn't hear her whisper clearly.

Song Qingyou turned her head: "I mean, President Jiang really worked hard."

Said, but also kissed his cheek.

Jiang Zhihan froze for a moment, and immediately climbed up the pole.

Song Qingyou immediately turned her head: "Do you still want to eat?"

"I think so." Jiang Zhihan slightly hooked his lips, "But who made me feel full?"

"You are not hungry, but I am hungry."

Jiang Zhihan snorted softly, grabbed Jiang Zhihan's favorite dishes, and walked to the kitchen.

There are still a lot of ingredients left for the New Year's Eve dinner, and some are semi-finished products that only need to be heated, which is very convenient to handle.

Jiang Zhihan was also obedient, and when Song Qingyou said that he was hungry, he immediately stopped posting and just followed along to help.

Although Jiang Zhihan is a cat most of the time, the two have been together for a long time, so they have a tacit understanding with each other. Jiang Zhihan understood the word in an instant.

With this level of tacit understanding, once the kitchen door is closed, the movement inside is so small that it can be ignored.

When they came out again, the two had already sat at the dining table, and there were three dishes on the table.

Song Qingyou ate some symbolically, and spent most of her time looking at Jiang Zhihan.

When they met for the first time, she thought Jiang Zhihan was good-looking, and everything fit her aesthetics.

Now that the other party has become a boyfriend, it makes no sense not to take the opportunity to take a closer look.

Jiang Zhihan not only didn't mind, but raised his eyes from time to time with a smile in his eyes.

If there were other people present, they would probably be so full of dog food that they would vomit.

After dinner, Jiang Zhihan took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Song Qingyou didn't stop her, she took out an apron and tied it on him, and took dozens of photos along the way.

Jiang Zhihan felt helpless after washing the dishes and wiping his hands, "Why are you still filming?"

Song Qingyou took the initiative to take out the photos to share with him, and also asked by the way: "When you turn back into a cat, it must be interesting to pose for a few photos in the same pose."

Just now when Jiang Zhihan was washing the dishes, she always imagined that her kitten was washing the dishes, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth.

How could Jiang Zhihan not know what she was thinking?I couldn't help stretching out my hand to pinch her nose, "The cat at home has become a spirit, of course it's interesting."

"You find it interesting too?"

"Ah."

"Then I've fulfilled the entrustment one by one." Song Qingyou joked, "One by one cried and said that you were bullied... At the end of the year, if you are unhappy when you are bullied, wouldn't it be a good start?"

Jiang Zhihan pulled him into his arms, "I am very happy to have you here."

The sincere tone really made Song Qingyou unable to tease her.

Then, in order to conceal
——There are surveillance everywhere in the main community
After dinner, Song Qingyou still pretended to send Jiang Zhihan away.

It's just that when she came back, she had an extra cat in the car.

By the next morning, Song Qingyou was extremely thankful that she had to 'do nothing'.

Because Song Xingye stopped talking for a long time, he finally asked: "Last night...was there any guests at home?"

Song Qingyou didn't want to hide it deliberately, "It's Mr. Jiang."

Song Xingye snorted, thought for a while and said:

"Father doesn't want to beat mandarin ducks, but I still hope you can think about it carefully. After all, it's a lifelong event..."

Song Qingyou nodded without being impatient, and said, "We're just dating."

We haven't reached the step of talking about marriage yet!