Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

The fireworks started at around eleven o'clock and ended after midnight.

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

When she saw the food, Song Qingyou remembered that she had called Jiang Zhihan out before the Jiang family's dinner was over...

"Did you have dinner?"

After asking, he paused and said solemnly: "Don't lie to others!"

Jiang Zhihan looked into her serious eyes and shook his head slowly.

"I didn't tell you earlier."

Song Qingyou muttered with some hatred, 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 Chinese New Year period, so no restaurants or even roadside stalls are open.

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

When it came to bringing Jiang Zhihan to the apartment where she lived, she emptied the refrigerator because she planned to stay with Song Xingye during the Chinese New Year.

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

Song Qingyou looked at the time

——Thirty-five minutes past zero.

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

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

With this in mind, Song Qingyou simply took Jiang Zhihan back.

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

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

"Shh-" Song Qingyou looked guilty.

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

"I can't find a restaurant to eat, and I don't have anything to eat there, so I can only bring you here."

The two walked out of the elevator.

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

Song Qingyou took advantage of the situation and took his arm: "How can you do that? Mr. Jiang, please don't belittle 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 together for a long time... I always feel that it's a bit too early to meet my parents now."

This is only part of the reason.

The bigger problem is that Song Qingyou feels that Song Xingye doesn't approve of her being with Jiang Zhihan.

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

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

Song Qingyou nodded repeatedly, then bent down and opened the door. When she saw that although the lights were on, there was no movement, she pulled Jiang Zhihan into the house.

She put her index finger on her lips and warned again and again: "Keep your voice down."

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

The warm breath fell on her ears, making Song Qingyou feel itchy and embarrassed.

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

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

The two walked into the kitchen one after the other.

Song Qingyou secretly opened the refrigerator.

"I thought turning on the lights was a custom here and everyone would do it... You didn't 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 paused while rummaging for vegetables: "What about when you were a child?"

"I was only taken care of by the old man for a few months, and then he was sent to study abroad."

"No wonder."

Song Qingyou suddenly realized.

No wonder Mr. Jiang, although he values ​​Jiang Zhihan, is not as close to him as a grandfather would be to his eldest grandson.

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

Song Qingyou turned around and said, "I mean, Mr. Jiang has really worked hard."

As he spoke, he kissed his cheek.

Jiang Zhihan was stunned for a moment and immediately climbed up the pole.

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

"I want to." Jiang Zhihan curled his lips slightly, "But who will let me drink enough water?"

"You're not hungry, but I am."

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

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

Jiang Zhihan was okay. After hearing Song Qingyou say that he was hungry, he immediately stopped sticking to him and only followed 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. Whether they are passing things or doing other things, Song Qingyou only needs to stretch out her hands and pop out a few words from her mouth. Jiang Zhihan understood the word instantly.

With this tacit understanding, once the kitchen door is closed, the slightest movement inside can be completely ignored.

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

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

When they met for the first time, she felt that Jiang Zhihan was good-looking and fit her taste in everything.

Now that the other person is a boyfriend, there is no reason not to take the opportunity to see him more.

Jiang Zhihan not only didn't mind, but also raised his eyes from time to time, his eyes full of smiles.

If there were other people present, they would probably be stuffed with dog food until they vomited.

After dinner, Jiang Zhihan took the initiative to put away the dishes.

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

After Jiang Zhihan washed the dishes and wiped his hands, he felt helpless: "Why are you still filming?"

Song Qingyou took the initiative to share the photos with him, and also made a request: "When you turn back into a cat, it will be interesting to take a few photos in the same pose."

When Jiang Zhihan was washing the dishes just now, she always imagined that her own kitten was washing the dishes. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't hold her lips down.

How could Jiang Zhihan not know what she was thinking? He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched her nose, "The cat at home turned into a spirit, of course it's interesting."

"You think it's interesting too?"

"Um."

"Then I have fulfilled Yi Yi's instructions." Song Qingyou joked, "Yi Yi cried and said that you were bullied... At the beginning of the year and the end of the year, if you are not happy after being bullied, wouldn't it mean that you have not had a good start?"

Jiang Zhihan took the person into his arms and said, "I'm very happy to have you here."

The sincere tone really made Song Qingyou unable to laugh.

Later, in order to deceive others,

——There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the main community

After dinner, Song Qingyou pretended to send Jiang Zhihan away.

But when she came back, there was an extra cat in her car.

By the next morning, Song Qingyou was extremely glad that she had to do something unnecessary.

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

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

Song Xingye said oh, thought for a while and said:

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

Song Qingyou nodded, not impatient, and just said: "We are just in love."

We haven’t reached the stage of talking about marriage yet!