The female anchor is entertaining guests inside.

The three of Zong Yuan were very conspicuous as soon as they came in. Even though Sheng Minglang did not show his face, the female anchor could not help but walked over to receive him, "Hello three guests, are you here to buy a pet?"

Lin Danan sniffed, "Hey, what perfume do you use, it smells good."

Sheng Minglang was wearing a mask and couldn't smell it. He looked at Zong Yuan. Zong Yuan pressed his lips tightly, looking upset.

The female anchor smiled shyly, "You can mix and use a few perfumes, and you will have your own method. You can call me Xiaoli. Do you need to buy a pet?"

Zong Yuan was stern and did not answer, Sheng Minglang couldn't talk when hiding behind, Lin Danan and Xiaoli were talking nonsense, "What is your most popular pet?"

Xiaoli led them to a small box-sized cage. Inside were two slap-sized kittens, one gray and white, licking each other's hair. The nose and tongue were all pink and tender, as if A yawn is a milky fragrance.

Sheng Minglang glanced twice and lost interest. Instead, Zong Yuan and Lin Danan went up and teased a few times.

Zong Yuan was purely observational, Lin Danan clutched his heart and felt that he never needed a man anymore.

Xiaoli noticed Sheng Minglang who had been silent. The mask, hat and sunglasses were already conspicuous enough, and she even began to wonder if it was a star, "Sir, why don't you go and see?"

Sheng Minglang glanced at Zong Yuan under the sunglasses, and then at the little milk cat in the cage, "Aren't you selling white tigers?"

Xiaoli was taken aback, she replied stiffly, "Sir, we don't sell wild animals here."

Sheng Minglang asked calmly, "Is the big white tiger hard to catch?"

"How can I catch it?" Xiaoli didn't know if this person really didn't know or was deliberately watching her joke. "The wild pure white tigers are basically extinct now, and there are only a hundred in the world of artificial breeding. Hahaha, more than a panda. Less!"

"Oh, that's it," Sheng Minglang's voice implied pride, "that is indeed the rare thing."

...What's so proud of?

Zong Yuan looked at the two little milk cats and suddenly asked, "What are your names?"

The two little cuties looked up at him ignorantly, and suddenly started to coquettishly, with a soft and delicate voice, and their whole body turned over to reveal the lovely pink belly, and their four little feet were kicking, "Meow~. "

Lin Danan is funny, "Yeah, can you still understand human words?"

Sheng Minglang's face turned dark, and he ran over to hold Zong Yuan's hand and clasped his five fingers, staring fiercely at the two cats trying to coquettish with his man, "Different races can't fall in love! Go and go!"

The little milk cat tilted her head innocently, "Meow?"

Ahhhhh! This scheming cat! He who knows the heart of a man completely pretends to be cute here!

Lin Gouzi swallowed, and looked at Sheng Minglang in disbelief, "Sheng Minglang, are you crazy! You also guard against this **** cat??"

Sheng Minglang snorted coldly, "Don't think this little **** can escape my sharp eyes by growing up like this."

Zong Yuan, who was holding hands with Sheng Minglang, was watched sympathetically by Lin Danan and Xiaoli. He calmly extended his other hand and reached in through the gap in the cage to touch the cat's head, "Good name."

The other one came and rubbed his finger, "meow meow meow~"

Sheng Minglang has a sense of crisis, "What did this little **** say?"

Zong Yuan scratched the finger of the cat's head to scratch Sheng Minglang's chin, "They called me to call Dad and asked me if they were born by you."

Suddenly, Sheng Minglang looked at the two cats with different eyes.

He groaned, "For your eyes, Lin Gouzi, hold these two cubs, brother bought!"

Lin Gouzi, who witnessed the whole scene, was speechless, "I am childish."

Ah, ah, envious! ! ! How could there be such a naive attack who is willing to accompany Sheng Minglang! ! ! !

Xiaoli smiled and finished the formalities for them, loaded the cat climbing frame, cat litter, cat litter, cat food and other things, squatted down and looked at the two cats reluctantly, "Goodbye, little cuties."

She wanted to reach out and touch the heads of the two cats. Zong Yuan directly hugged the two cats in his arms and avoided the hand she extended.

I don't like her touch very much.

What the cat told him.

Lin Danan was still muttering to herself until she walked out of this store, "The smell on her body is really good."

Zong Yuan looked at him intently and pointed to the dessert shop next door, "Uncle Da Nan, did you see the waiter? He was peeking at you just now."

Sheng Minglang and Lin Danan turned their heads to look aside, not at all shy and reserved, "Where is it?"

Zong Yuanyun said lightly: "I'm shy, and I'm hiding back, he's pretty handsome."

Sheng Minglang was happy for Lin Gouzi, and patted him on the shoulder, "Go Go Go!"

Lin Danan just went there.

Zong Yuan took Sheng Minglang into the car in a blink of an eye, and he asked, "Where is the Taoist temple that your brother used to stay with?"

Sheng Minglang, "Just the largest and most famous one in Z City."

and many more! "Zong Yuan!!! Are you going to the Taoist temple?! You are not a **** human, you go to the Taoist temple!"

Zong Yuan smiled, and the man holding the steering wheel was confident and charming, "If I have the ability to go, I have the ability to leave."

Sheng Minglang took off his sunglasses. Before he was driving, he held his neck and bit her husband's apple knot, then licked the corner of his mouth, and said wavedly: "Are you hard yet?"

Zong Yuan bit his head and hummed.

Sheng Minglang didn't watch GV for nothing. He sullied and shyly suggested, "You drive and I squat to give you what?"

"Sheng Minglang," Zong Yuan drove up, "You are hungry and thirsty than I thought."

"Men always use their lower body to think," the Sao Ji came again, with an ambiguous breath, "Are you right, Zong Yuan~ teacher~"

Zong Yuan glanced at him sideways, "I don't play teacher-student love."

Sheng Minglang thought for a while, squinted and smiled: "Then I pretend to be sand, how about you fill me with water all night?"

Zong Yuan directly took his disobedient hand and put it in his mouth to bite, vaguely speaking in a yellow tone, "I can let you eat strawberries overnight."

Sheng Minglang accuses shyly, "Smelly hooligan! You say bad things!"

Zong Yuan:...

day.

The Taoist temple that Sheng Mingyan had stayed in was the largest in City Z. It was built on a hilltop and was simple in architecture. Because the school was about to start, there were few people coming and going. Standing on the small path, it really felt like a fairytale.

Zong Yuan and Sheng Minglang carried a small milk cat in their arms, so they entered the Taoist temple directly.

When the sky was getting dark, the two men went down the mountain in a hurry.

Putting the sleeping little cat in the back seat, Sheng Minglang tiredly climbed onto the co-pilot, "You are just walking around QAQ today."

Zong Yuan was in a good mood, "Go, go to eat baby."

Sheng Minglang rubbed his stomach weakly, "The big baby is going to be hungry."

He looked at Zong Yuan curiously, "Why are you happy just by spinning around?"

Zong Yuan, "The bad guy I want to catch, this mountain doesn't have his breath, you say I am not happy?"

Sheng Minglang, an adult man, was comforted by his childlike tone. They went home slowly after eating, and the two cubs ate cat food happily.

Because of such an incident in the cat live broadcast, the anchor who predicted the death of others has been thoroughly investigated by the police. The cat live broadcasts urgently needs to keep the traffic from crashing. The backstage has already sent a message to Sheng Minglang, hoping he can continue the live broadcast tonight , The share will be 10% more than the usual share.

The live broadcast room has also been closed, and now it seems that there is nothing dangerous. Xiaoli, who is predicted to be the second dead, still broadcasts live broadcasts every day. Because of the predictions, fans have increased dramatically.

Sheng Minglang doesn't lack the money, but he and the cat have a relationship. It's not easy to treat him as if he didn't see it at this time.

When he got home, Lin Danan went into a blast and Zong Yuan said, "I'm with you."

Even though he knew that Sheng Minglang was not the target of the monster, he followed the town just in case, and other things didn't dare to come out easily.

It was still nine o'clock in the evening, and the live broadcast was open on time.

[There is Brother Sheng today! ! ! Moved cry! 】

[I waited for more than half an hour in the live broadcast, but I have waited! ! ! 】

[Wow, dog! Handsome guy! We don’t know the name of the handsome guy yet~]

Sheng Minglang saw the news, pointed at the microphone and announced coolly, "Come on, you call him Brother Sheng's boyfriend."

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! What kind of sand sculpture nickname is this hahahahaha! 】

[...Upstairs you]

[...Upstairs you]

[Fuck! ! ! They are a pair! ! ! ! Damn it! ! ! ! 】

[Mom cried into a dog for me why I cried to the computer screen.

【day! This **** dog food is **** sweet! 】

[I want to eat dog food and threw a deep-water torpedo: Brother Sheng, let’s just say it, I don’t want to watch the game tonight, I just want to hear the story! 】

[Good job upstairs! 】

[Wasting resources, wasting resources, wasting resources... Really crying into dogs]

"Story?" Sheng Minglang thought about it and didn't expect that there is any romantic story about him. He looked at Zong Yuan and said, "Boyfriend, you can tell."

Zong Yuan sat next to him and glanced at the barrage lazily, and his indifferent appearance aroused a gift again, "Forget it, I'm afraid they will go crazy with jealousy."

[Uncle threw a deep-water torpedo: Ouch, my competitive spirit! Say it, say it, don't think you have an aggressive look, I dare not force you! 】

[Upstairs forced my boyfriend to be big, drag it down and castrate it]

[Hey oh oh my single brother Sheng! 】

Sheng Minglang regretted the live broadcast. He frowned, "This is my boyfriend."

The barrage was not excited yet, Zong Yuan nodded naturally beside him, "Well, yours."

He rubbed his hand on the back of Sheng Minglang's neck and looked at the camera with possessive eyelids, "I'm sorry, your brother Sheng is mine."

The author has something to say: Hahaha, the small size refers to the size of the seat ticket. There are about 1 to 120 seats in a train car~

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