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"What a beautiful hand, are you the owner of the little sugar cake?"

"It's not the hands that often appear in Weibo."

"I think the owner of these hands is like the owner of the candy cane. It feels like a good match for the candy cane."

"It doesn't matter, I powdered the owner of the hands and the CP of the little sugar cake."

Um?

Fu Xiao calmly posted a photo on Little Sugar Cake Weibo——

In the photo, the white hairballs are sleeping soundly in the arms of an adult man who cannot see his face. The morning light shines on the kitten. The picture is warm and beautiful.

The photo has been sent, and someone commented immediately below——

"The main palace is undoubtedly."

Fu Xiao's brows stretched, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed the phone screen.

The subordinates who were silent next to him breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mr. Fu's brows stretched out, and then the group of people began to guess what made Mr. Fu so happy.

Could it be that Xingchen has a new M&A plan?

Or is the financial market about to start a new storm?

Xiao Yi, who was squatting alone at the corner table, finally arranged the last page in order.

After stretching, the leather jacket boy took a few steps to the side to move his muscles and bones.

As soon as he turned around, he found the fat white cat walking quietly beside the pile of sorted manuscripts he had placed on the table.

The fat white cat noticed his gaze, raised his head, and smiled sweetly at him.

He suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, and quickly ran back.

But it's too late-

The demon-like cat mercilessly pushed the manuscripts he had sorted to the ground.

The neat manuscripts fluttered in mid-air, and his hours of hard work were destroyed.

hateful.

Xiaoyi saw the cat smiling evilly and pushing the water glass on the table.

do not

Xiaoyi hurried over, don't push the water down, the manuscript is all over.

However, the cat seemed to be waiting for him to come.

As soon as he came, the cat quickly pushed the water on him.

The water tumbled below his waist and above his thighs.

Suspicious water spots quickly appeared in that area.

Xiao Yi lowered his head and looked at his lower body in disbelief.

He stood up abruptly.

There was a low snicker from the staff next to him.

He quickly explained: "It's not what you think. It's the cat."

He looked down and saw that the water glass on the table had rolled to nowhere, and the cat had already popped out several meters away, squatting on the cabinet with its head down, seeing everyone looking over, looking up at everyone making innocent noises.

Seems like you are looking for me again.

It looked like Xiaoyi's pants suddenly got wet.

Xiao Yi's face darkened.

Everyone said in different voices: "Well, we know."

No, you don't know.

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and closed it helplessly.

He was framed by this cat.

And how he was going to explain the pool of water.

The boring crew life gossip spreads the fastest, and he can almost imagine what it will be like in a few days.

Xiaoyi lowered his head, and the abominable cat raised its head just to meet his gaze and innocently licked its paws towards him: "Meow~"

Then the cat raised its tail and walked straight past him proudly.

hateful!

Sugar Cookie: Never offend a cat.

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Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [landmine]: L.Crystal, Silent, Ting Bai, x 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Lanlanda, Earl of Lunar Eclipse; 8 bottles of Susu; 7 bottles of Moon as a delicacy; x 3 bottles; 1 bottle of Fengyi, Pengpeng, and Luo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Bixin~ love you~

☆、The little sugar cake got lost

The candy cane got lost.

After finishing the filming, the producer invited the members of the show crew to dinner.

The producer knew from some background that Fu Mingming and her cat had a close relationship with Mr. Fu, so they kindly invited Fu Mingming to see him, and even prepared top-quality cat canned food for the little sugar cake in order to solve Fu Mingming's worries.

Plus director Angus will also go.

Fu Mingming agreed after hesitating for a while.

Due to the large number of people, the crew members traveled by different vehicles.

A lot of people are prone to accidents.

After a day, the lively and lovable sweet cake has become the favorite of the main creators of the crew. Even the little fresh meat that was scolded by Director Angus couldn't help rubbing it twice when he saw it. Especially Rong Hang, the little sugar cake never got off Rong Hang's lap in the afternoon.

So when Fu Mingming saw that Rong Hang had his back to her arms hanging a fluffy one, his first reaction was sour.

There is a sadness of an abandoned old mother.

When she wanted to follow, she was pulled into another car by the producer.

Although Fu Mingming was worried about the small sugar cake, he trusted Rong Hang, a calm actor, and didn't think much about it.

But if she confirms again, she will know that Rong Hang did not attend this dinner at all.

Naturally, he will not hold a small sugar cake.

Little Sugar Cake looked serious, raised his tail carefully, then shook his body, his expression relaxed, and carefully buried the poop with cat litter with his paws.

As a cat, the most shameful thing is going to the toilet. Although he has exceeded his lower limit countless times, he must be in a closed litter box every time he goes to the toilet, and he can use the toilet with confidence when there is no one around.

The crew prepared a cat litter box for him very intimately. Fu Mingming alone helped him move the litter box to the most remote vacant room.

After going to the toilet, Little Sugar Cake ran to the toilet and flushed his paws, otherwise he would have trouble licking his paws.

Wait until he finishes all this and goes to Fu Mingming. He was shocked to find that the crew was almost finished.

After walking around the studio a few times, Little Sugar Cake had to admit a fact.

He was lost by the unreliable Fu Mingming.

Little Sugar Cake walked out of the studio with a complicated look, and most of the cars parked outside had already driven away.

Well, they still drove away.

Sugar Cake calmly came to a conclusion.

But he was human after all, so he didn't panic when he found out that he and Fu Mingming were lost.

If Fu Mingming is unreliable, he should find out that he is gone after a while.

As long as he stays where he is and doesn't wander around, he will surely find him.

And Fu Xiao found out that he was missing, so he would definitely look for him, and he still had a positioning chip on him.

At worst, he can turn into a human and run home by himself.

only

Hear this.

Does it make sense to let a cat find its way home on its own?

Little Sugar Cake has no fear in her heart, and it can even be said that she has no waves.

After grinding his claws, he wanted to know when Fu Mingming would find out that he was gone.

It was getting darker gradually.

A few stray cats gathered around in twos and threes.

The thin stray cats looked curiously at the beautiful and majestic white cat at the door, but they did not dare to approach.

Sugar Cake stood up and shook her fluffy hair.

The stray cats immediately dispersed in fright.

Candy Cake:  

Afraid of scaring the poor little fellows, Little Sugar Cake could only squat at the door, motionless.

When the stray cats saw that the little sugar cake was not moving, they gathered together cautiously, rummaging through the garbage at the door, looking for food inside.

The little sugar cake had mixed flavors, and he knew that this was the living condition of stray cats, and those stray cats in his cat group were the minority.

He thought about it and got into the studio, dragged out the cat food specially prepared for him by the crew, and pushed it to the ground.

He didn't say anything and walked away.

Those stray cats tried to sniff and did not dare to eat.

A daring tortoiseshell cat took a bite and his eyes lit up.

The rest of the cats just started eating.

After a full meal, the tortoiseshell cat seemed a little embarrassed, and accosted the little sugar cake: "Thank you, thank you, white cat."

The little sugar cake waved his paws generously, it's okay, it's trivial.

The cats are ready to leave.

The tortoiseshell said kindly to the little sugar cake: "You have to be careful, heard that in the west, that is, in the direction of the mountain, there is a new leader of the cat group there. It is a super fierce big white cat. heard that it has two It's the size of a cat and it's full of fat, so don't go there."

The tortoiseshell cat said with lingering fear: "Our boss said that the big white cat over there not only collects protection fees, but also robs the cat's food. Don't go there."

The little sugar cake looked at the direction that the tortoiseshell cat pointed, with a complicated expression, it was his home

big white cat

Super fierce belly fat

Who lied!

He's going to scratch it!

After saying goodbye to the cats, Little Sugar Cake squatted at the door and continued to wait for Fu Mingming. When he ran away just now, the door of the studio had been closed by the guard at the door.

The days of June are extremely changeable.

Bang bang bang a few times.

The torrential rain in the sky has fallen.

Fortunately, the little sugar cake was hiding on the edge of the sharp eaves. Although the eaves were small, they were just enough to block him.

Amidst the heavy rain, he heard a thin cat meowing.

He stuck his head out and looked over. Next to the pile of garbage at the door, a young raccoon cat was probably very hungry, dragging its immobile left hind leg to rummage through the garbage pile for food in the heavy rain.

It's probably because other cats ate the cat food of small sugar cakes today, and there is still a lot of edible food in the garbage heap.

Kitten's eyes were glowing, and he devoured it with the last of his strength. The heavy rain almost made him unable to open his eyes.

At this moment, a white figure stood in front of it.

It raised its eyes dazedly, and a majestic white cat appeared in front of him.

This white cat has fluffy and smooth fur, and its eyes sparkle like jewels.

It's so beautiful!

Is this garbage push already the domain of this white cat?

Is the white cat going to expel it?

The little raccoon cat was all wet, it only raised its head, and buried its face in the leftovers again.

It doesn't matter if it is expelled, it is dying anyway, at least let it have a good meal before it dies.

Unexpectedly, the white long-haired cat gently picked up the back of its neck.

It was picked up blankly, and the white cat gently placed him on the dry ground under the eaves.

The little raccoon cat raised his head and looked at the tall white cat, the white cat looked at him with big blue eyes, and carefully looked at the golden halo around the almond eyes.

It couldn't help but shrank back in shame, wondering if it would stain the white cat's fur if it was so dirty.

A warm feeling ran down his back, and Xiaolihua was stunned, this familiar feeling.

Little Sugar Cake tried to lick the little raccoon cat's fur, trying to lick its messy cat clean, and also licked the icy cold rain aside.

It's just not enough.

Sugar Cake looked at the kitten's injured hind leg.

He also has no cat food here, and Fu Xiao still doesn't know when he will arrive.

Kittens can't wait that long.

There is no room for two cats under the narrow eaves.

The little sugar cake left most of the dry place for the little civet cat, and his slender body wrapped it around the center. Most of his snow-white body had been wet by the rain, and he didn't care.

At this moment, a figure with a black umbrella appeared in the rain curtain.

Candy cane lifted his eyes.

It is Rong Hang.

The actor who had left home to rest originally found that something had been forgotten in the studio, and when he drove back to see the scene in front of him, he was a little moved.

He held the umbrella in front of the two animals and frowned: "What's the matter, why did the little sugar cake forgot to be here."

He called the crew.

The other end of the phone was about to cry, and Fu Mingming, who was desperately rushing to the studio, finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The producer in the same car also loosened his nerves. Originally, the crew had prepared an assistant for the little sugar cake, but because today was only the first day to take a makeup photo, the assistant was not yet in place.

Coupled with the fact that the crew started to operate on the first day, the troops were in chaos.

This happened unexpectedly.

Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise, the producer shivered.

After Rong Hang hung up the phone. I saw Little Sugar Cake holding a dirty, wet, thin kitten, looking at him with wide eyes in anticipation.

Rong Hang took a look and found that the kitten's hind paws were abnormally twisted. He put the kitten in the palm of his hand and said, "This is the only way to send it to the pet hospital."

Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief, and could not help but proudly think that the male god is worthy of being a male god, so kind!

He looked at the little candy candy whose hair was mostly wet and looked a little embarrassed. Would you like to go to the pet store with him to dry the fur?

He stretched out his hand to wrap the cookie

aware of his intentions.

Little Sugar Cake took a step back, her azure blue eyes looking into the distance.

No, he's not going, the person he's waiting for hasn't come yet.

Fu Xiao must have known the news of his disappearance, he would be mad, if he came here and couldn't see himself——

He was going to wait here for Fu Xiao to pick him up.

No matter when Fu Xiao comes.

He knew that Fu Xiao would definitely come.

Finally, at this time, a black figure appeared in the rain curtain.

The little sugar cake lit up from afar and stood up immediately.

Fu Xiao's figure gradually became clear.

Ignoring the heavy rain, the little sugar cake jumped out from under the eaves and charged towards Fu Xiao like a small cannonball full of energy.

The man in the distance squatted down as if he had practiced it thousands of times, picked up the cat back and forth, and hugged it tightly.

Even if he has already checked the location and knows that the small sugar cake is here, he still has a lot of uncertainty in his heart.

Will the little sugar cake get hurt in a corner that I can't see?

Even if he knew that Little Candy Cake was smart, he couldn't help but wonder if the 1/10,000 Little Candy Cane would be lost, or the positioning would be useless.

Fortunately, at this moment, thousands of uncertainties finally turned into full of lost and found.

He won't lose it again.

When got home in the evening, was bathed by Fu Xiao, and the hair-dried little sugar cake squatted on TV and watched "Crystal Love" attentively.

The male god is not only good at acting, but also handsome and kind-hearted.

Fu Xiao was helpless, how did he feel that after returning from the set, Xiaotang Cake became more obsessed with TV series.

Think of the hand on Weibo that caressed the little sugar cake.

Fu Xiao felt a little sour in his heart, and placed his palm several tens of centimeters away from the small sugar cake.

Although the little sugar cake was still staring at the TV, his head was already rubbing against Fu Xiao's hand.

Satisfied that this section was made into a video, Fu Xiao uploaded it on Weibo, then closed the screen of his mobile phone, put the group in his arms, and watched the TV series leisurely.

The housekeeper looked at the person and the cat sitting together under the bright yellow light in the living room, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Master Xiao, finally he is no longer alone.

He will always remember the thin, small but extremely stubborn child who just came to Fu's house. From the time when his grandfather died and his mother was hospitalized and returned to the strange Fu's family, he was now a business tycoon, the most dazzling star in the sky. 's helmsman.

This way.

He had seen the lights in Master Xiao's room that were dimmed in the middle of the night.

I saw Young Master Xiao come home full of alcohol.

I have seen Master Xiao live in the office for two or three months.

Compared with the kindness of the naive and lively young master, he felt that the kindness of young master Xiao was more valuable. That kind of kindness was a starlight in the long dark night.

He wished there was someone who could accompany Young Master Xiao. And now it looks like a cat, but it's not bad.

"Housekeeper." The servant who reported the work for today called the housekeeper softly and asked, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to tomorrow's work?"

The housekeeper came back to his senses and said to the cleaning staff next to him, "By the way, the network signal in the house has not been very good recently. Tomorrow, I will clean up the equipment box and install it again to check if there is any problem."

The housekeeper couldn't help but looked at the little sugar cake on the sofa and smiled lovingly.

Master Xiao didn't let Xiao Tang Kuo eat snacks, but Xiao Tang Kuo was growing old, so how could he not order extra meals? He could only turn a blind eye to the snacks that Miss Ming Ming sent.

Fortunately, every time Miss Mingming brings food, the young master is not there, and Little Sugar Cake can always hide those cat treats before he sends the cat food to the warehouse.

To his surprise, this time the whole house cleaning did not sweep out the snacks of the small candy cake. He was prepared to help the small candy cake to hide it.

The author has something to say:

Cats can't eat anything casually, except for small sugar cakes.

Then the positioning chip is a black technology ~ the current technology can't do it

In the end, everyone guessed where the snacks of the small sugar cake are placed~

☆, the small sugar cake was raided

This afternoon, Little Sugar Cake needs to go to the crew. Although she hasn't got her part yet, Director Angus wants Little Sugar Cake to go to the studio ahead of time to adapt to the noisy environment. In addition, the crew has been shooting in an indoor studio recently.

The indoor studio is not far from the headquarters of Xingchen, so Fu Xiao simply brought the small sugar cake to the company, and in the afternoon he asked his personal assistant to bring the small sugar cake there.

In a few days, when the housekeeper is done with the housework, the housekeeper can take the small candy cake to the set, so that he can rest assured.

I came to Xingchen Building again, because Fu Xiao's exclusive elevator was being repaired, this time Fu Xiao walked down the hall with a small sugar cake.

As soon as Fu Xiao entered the hall, it is no exaggeration to say that the hall was silent for a few seconds, and then the noise slowly resumed.

On the first floor of the hall, there is a poster of Rong Hang's waiting body.

Rong Hang in the poster is handsome and handsome, and the big eyes lit up when Little Sugar Cake saw it at first sight.

This is a limited edition!

At home these days, the small sugar cake is secretly rubbing and using a tablet in Fu Xiao's study.

He already has his own mailbox, his own game account, and he is even a member of the male god fan club.

When this limited-edition life-size poster came out, it exploded among the fans, and it was already worthless before it was officially released.

If it weren't for the fact that this was at the headquarters of the Stars, the little sugar cake would never have been seen.

If Fu Xiao's family also had a poster of a male god, he would surely sleep with his arms around him every day!

Thinking like this, Little Sugar Cake couldn't help but jumped out of Fu Xiao's arms and dawdled back and forth on the waiting poster.

When he reacted, he suddenly felt bad——

Fu Xiao seems to be still behind.

He turned his head stiffly, and the corners of Fu Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, watching him intently behind him.

Done!

There was only one thought in the little sugar cake.

For some reason he had a subtle sense of being caught.

Immediately turned around, the guilty little sugar cake obediently returned to Fu Xiao, went around his feet, and rubbed Fu Xiao with his fluffy head.

But Fu Xiao snorted coldly, raised his legs and headed for the elevator.

Little Sugar Cake followed behind Fu Xiao, with only one thought.

It's all male god beauty.

In the morning, the little sugar cake seller followed behind Fu Xiao, who coaxed Fu Xiao into ecstasy. Mr. Fu, who was aloof, finally showed his mercy and let the little sugar cake land on his knee again, and he regained the position of Mr. Fu. pet.

However, in the afternoon, the overjoyed Little Sugar Cake had long forgotten that Fu Xiao would take him home.

Wait until Fu Xiaokai arrives at the crew to pick him up.

He lay leisurely on Rong Hang's lap, Rong Hang smiled, scratched his chin, and rubbed his belly with the other hand like a game.

There was a comfortable gurgling sound in his mouth, and his four fluffy claws held Rong Hang's hand.

The relationship between one person and one cat is very close.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Mr. Fu, who was dressed in black for an unknown time, looking at him with drooping eyes and no emotion.

According to the cat's memory, the scene was once very embarrassing.

Xiao Tangcake followed Fu Xiao back home in a dismal manner.

Unlike in the morning, Fu Xiao was very calm on the road, and his eyes were deep like the sea, showing no emotion.

The little sugar cake is more and more uneasy!

How could it not matter!

In the morning, the poster was just like that, and the situation in the afternoon was obviously more serious.

This invisibility made him even more frightened.

at home.

The staff to overhaul network equipment has arrived. The housekeeper accompanies them to check.

But Little Sugar Cake didn't care about them at all.

The staff apologized and said to the housekeeper: "Our equipment should not have this kind of problem. There was no problem when we checked it six months ago."

The housekeeper saw that something was wrong with Fu Xiao and Xiaotangcake. He said to the staff, "It's okay, the problem is not very serious, just find the reason."

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Tangcake and Fu Xiao in confusion.

Master Xiao, what happened?

There are many network equipment boxes on each floor of Fu's house, all of which are placed in hidden places, and few people usually open them.

The staff crouched down and was about to open the iron box of the equipment.

Clang.

The box of the device opens.

A lot of things fell out of the equipment box, and one of them rolled to Fu Xiao's feet.

Little Candy Cake saw with sharp eyes, his face changed drastically and jumped out of Fu Xiao.

But he was already a few steps too late.

Fu Xiao bent over to pick it up, raised his eyebrows, took out the small dried fish from the plastic seal bag, and put it under his nose to sniff it.

Well, it smells salty, so it should be relatively fresh.

With a half-smile, he put the dried fish under the mouth of the small sugar cake.

The white long-haired cat smelled the aroma of the dried fish, swallowed it, and walked away from the dried fish.

Can this be admitted?

Little Sugar Cake almost wanted to praise his sharp behavior, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Xiao looking down at him, his eyes seemed to have insight into everything.

No, it was impossible for Fu Xiao to find out.

What if there are small dried fish, who can prove that these small dried fish have something to do with him.

The small sugar cake who made up his mind jumped onto the sofa as if nothing had happened.

"One pack, two packs." Fu Xiao walked to the equipment box and counted the small dried fish that fell out of it, "Five packs."

The staff couldn't help smacking their tongues and said, "There are so many things stuffed in such a small box, no wonder the signal is not good."

Little Sugar Cake squatted on the sofa and licked his paws, his big blue eyes staring at the pendulum clock on the side, as if that side had nothing to do with him.

Fu Xiao looked at the few shiny white hairs in the equipment box, glanced at the little belly that came out of the sugar cake that had been licking his paws, chuckled lightly, and said meaningfully to the staff: "Please take all the house. Check the equipment, thank you.

The little sugar cake, whose ears were pointed up and eavesdropping, was stiff and looked at Fu Xiao in disbelief.

All the boxes...

Isn't that...

The little sugar cake lay unrequitedly, with its four paws facing the sky.

Fu Xiao must be so ruthless because of what happened in the afternoon.

Hey, his little fish is dry.

Seeing everything, the housekeeper grandpa shook his head helplessly.

Originally, I wanted to hide the little sugar cake, but I was caught by Young Master Xiao.

Then he can't help.

The little sugar cake can only ask for more happiness.

The little candy cake, whose home was raided, was lying flat on the sofa.

Heart is bleeding.

He can only comfort himself that although all the dried fish in the equipment box have been found, he will not be stupid enough to hide the dried fish in one place.

Two months ago, he got into the vase and hid some small dried fish in the vase.

That part of the dried fish should be safe.

The slightly comforting little sugar cake cheered up and accompanies Fu Xiao to dinner.

After burying his head and eating his cat meal, he finally regained his spirits.

Isn't it just a small fish?

The old does not go, the new does not come.

Three months later he was still a good man.

Besides, Fu Xiao didn't eat dried small fish, and the housekeeper's grandfather would not throw away the dried small fish.

The big deal is him, he, he will steal it back later!

However, he never imagined that Fu Xiao would be so cruel.

The next morning, the yard was full of cats eating cat food. In addition to their daily cat food, each cat got a lot of dried small fish.

The dried fish that had been accumulated in the sugar cake for a long time was instantly cleared.

Silly Baitian was grateful, and said sweetly: "The little sugar cake is so good, let us eat so many small dried fish."

The little sugar cake forced a smile and said, enduring the pain in his heart: "Just be happy."

He raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao who was sitting in the garden. The handsome man drank a cup of coffee leisurely and opened today's newspaper.

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Something happened today~

Some are short, some are late, sorry duck.

☆、Small dried fish of small sugar cake

Early morning.

In Fu Xiao's bedroom.

The snow-white ball of hair was squeezed out of Fu Xiao's arms, shaking the flattened hair.

After confirming that the handsome man on the bed had his eyes closed but frowned and did not wake up, Little Sugar Cake heaved a sigh of relief, jumped off Fu Xiao nimbly, and slipped into the living room familiarly. The pair were said to be antiques. in front of a large blue and white vase.

Bai □ □ Mi proudly raised his fluffy tail.

How could he put all his eggs in one basket?

A few months ago, he hid some small dried fish in a vase.

He swallowed.

Some sad thoughts-

Those little dried fish were only enough for his meal.

Still, it's better than nothing.

It was just right to comfort his now hurt soul.

Make up your mind, the small sugar cake is ready to be like before, while everyone is asleep, steal the small dried fish, destroy the body after eating, and run back to the room as if nothing happened.

He sighed, his two fluffy front claws hooked on the edge of the vase, and deftly turned over, ready to slip into the vase.

what

The little sugar cake's face was a little stiff.

Why is the originally wide bottle mouth a little narrow this time?

impossible.

He went in a few weeks ago.

The little sugar cake had a ferocious face, he took a breath, tried his best to hold his small waist, pulled himself into a long strip, and stuffed it inside.

He just said-

How could he not get down.

Lie down in the wide belly of the vase.

The small sugar cake leisurely pulled with his paws, took out the small dried fish, and licked it off a little bit.

After eating, the little sugar cake stretched contentedly, ready to climb out, and was lucky to have another vase.

However, the front paws clawed on the edge of the vase, and the prepared small sugar cake jumped upwards——

Hey, it didn't come out.

It's okay, try again.

Take a deep breath and mention-

Still not working, do it again.

...

After trying more than ten times, the exhausted Little Candy Cake desperately leaned against the vase, looked at his chubby belly, and let out a desperate wailing.

The stomach that was barely able to pass through could not be squeezed out!

Who will save him.

In the middle of the night, Fu Xiao habitually took the dumplings in his arms into his arms.

The little guy is not honest when sleeping. If he is not careful, he will roll under his feet.

If he didn't pay attention and stepped on it while sleeping, he would be able to hold grudges for a long time, so Fu Xiao used to sleep for a while, and hugged the little guy who got out back into his arms.

However, Fu Xiao fluttered to nothing.

The handsome man who had always slept lightly frowned and immediately woke up.

Turn on the table lamp by the bedside, and the geometric table lamp with simple design emits a warm glow.

Fu Xiao looked around, the soft cup was empty.

Candy cake isn't there?

Frowning, Fu Xiao looked around with bare feet, ignoring the rest.

The window was closed, and the little sugar cake did not run out.

Did the door open a crack?

Did he run away?

Fu Xiao pushed open the door, and there seemed to be a faint cat's meow in the living room.

He followed the voice to find it.

Seeing the scene in front of you, you can't quite figure out what happened?

How is his cat in the vase?

Little Sugar Cake also noticed that Dao Fu Xiao was coming.

He pretended awkwardly as if he was suddenly interested in the edge of the vase, and Xing Xing stared at the pattern of the vase without moving.

Why did you call Fu Xiao here?

He wanted to call the housekeeper grandpa to save him.

Obviously the housekeeper's grandfather is only on the first floor.

Even if it's not the housekeeper's grandfather, anyone can come, how can it be Fu Xiao.

He couldn't be discovered by Fu Xiao of the vase's secret.

Thinking of this, Little Sugar Cake exhausted her life's acting skills, bowing her head and pretending to be interested in the twig pattern on the vase.

Fu Xiao said to the little candy cake lying pitifully on the vase: "Come here, I'll take you back."

Although the little sugar cake could not wait to fly over, he restrained himself rationally and did not raise his head: "Meow meow—"

No, it's fine here.

He won't eat so much next time.

The next second, a pair of broad palms passed under his two front paws.

Little Sugar Cake looked up and saw Fu Xiao's handsome face.

With a little effort, Fu Xiao understood everything, shook his head and said, "Why did you run in?"

The little sugar cake lowered his head, rubbed obediently in Fu Xiao's arms, and defended meowlessly, and his big almond eyes looked at the vase on the other side with a guilty conscience.

Fu Xiao won't find out.

This is his last stock.

Seeing that Xiaotangcake's voice was full of anger, Fu Xiao felt relieved, but he looked at Xiaotangcake's guilty conscience and secretly left another vase, raised his eyebrows, and his heart suddenly moved.

understand what.

Shouldn't it?

Fu Xiao looked at the other vase—

Almost got pissed off.

Fu Xiao angrily looked at the packages of dried fish found in the vase, and now he doubted whether he kept a cat or a dried fish.

Where does it come from so many places to give it small dried fish.

The little sugar cake in his hand was too embarrassed to look at him.

Fu Xiao flicked the forehead of the dumpling trapped in the bottle with his fingertips.

He knew too well that the shame was only temporary.

In a few days, the little things will be forgotten.

He tried to find a way to give it a long memory.

Thinking like this, Fu Xiao didn't rush to get the little sugar cake out of the vase, but turned around and left.

Little Sugar Cake anxiously stretched out her claws in the direction where Fu Xiao left: "Meow-"

Fu Xiao, don't go.

Dejected Sugar Cake rested her little head against the rim of the vase.

Is this his punishment?

Soon, Little Sugar Cake realized that he thought of Fu Xiao too kindly.

Fu Xiao came back with his mobile phone.

Then, the little sugar cake Weibo fans who were cultivating immortals in the middle of the night waited for the latest food.

In the photo, Bai Mi was lifted up by a slender hand, and the cat's lower body was lifted up together with a large vase that was stuck. There were several packets of small dried fish in the corner of the vase.

Under the flash, Bai Mi covered his face with his claws in shame.

It was as if no one else could recognize who the cat was.

The text on Weibo mercilessly exposed——

Guess who is hiding in the vase to eat and eat too much and can't get out?

23333 comments slipped.

Public execution, nothing more than that.

Later, after Xiaotangcake regained control of his Weibo, the first thing was to delete this Weibo, but the screenshots of fans have spread to every corner of the Internet.

Soon, the small sugar cake officially adapted to the life of the crew.

The director specially found an assistant for the little sugar cake, and the only job the assistant does every day is to take care of the little sugar cake.

Every day, after eating breakfast in the morning, Little Sugar Cake patrols the cat group for a while, watching the increasingly fat cats with satisfaction, and then goes to Xingchen Building with Fu Xiao.

Because the crew has been in the studio recently, and the studio is not far from the stars. Although haven't gotten to the role of Little Candy Cake, consider that Little Candy Cake is a cat after all, so need to familiarize self with the environment. Now Fu Xiao's life assistant takes Little Candy Cake to the crew every day.

In other words, when Little Sugar Cake was on the crew, there were two assistants beside her.

Assistant Fu Xiao's salary is paid directly by Fu Xiao, and he is only under Fu Xiao's orders. The assistant who is currently in charge of taking care of Little Sugar Cake also knows him. It is Fang Yun, the intern who was harassed by Deng Hui. pregnancy.

Now Fang Yun has been transferred to Fu Xiao as an intern assistant.

The first thing did was to take care of the little sugar cake.

The same is true today. After playing in the crew for a long time, while Fu Xiao was away, after staying in the arms of the male god Rong Hang for a long time, Xiao Tang Cake followed Fang Yun back to the Xingchen Building contentedly.

As soon as she arrived at the elevator, Fang Yun received a call. The content of the call was probably that her mother's condition had worsened and she needed to rush over immediately.

Little Candy Cake's pointed ears quivered and stood up, looking up at her with blue eyes worried.

Are you all right?

Fang Yun's eyes were flustered. She and her mother depended on each other for life. She could not wait to rush over immediately, but she still remembered her responsibilities. She had to send the small sugar cake back, and she had to ask Secretary Zhang for leave.

Pursing her lips, Fang Yun took a deep breath and prepared to get on the elevator.

At this time, Secretary Zhang's voice sounded from behind them: "I'll give you a day off, you go back first, and give me the small sugar cake."

Little Sugar Cake turned his head and saw Secretary Zhang standing not far away.

It was time for a noon break.

Secretary Zhang was about to go out when he happened to hear Fang Yun's call.

Fang Yun was surprised. She didn't expect that Secretary Zhang, who was always difficult to speak, would let her leave so easily. You must know that Secretary Zhang was not very good at staff strokes, and treated President Fu and them completely.

When President Fu was in a meeting, Secretary Zhang could not wait to open up all the chairs to President Fu.

As for them, they have always been true to their color, and they will be scolded for every little thing that is innocuous.

With a grateful expression on her face, she handed the small sugar cake to Secretary Zhang, and ran to the door in a panic.

"Wait." Secretary Zhang frowned and shouted.

Fang Yun turned her head to look at Secretary Zhang, feeling a little uneasy.

Could it be that Secretary Zhang regretted it and wanted to take back his rare kindness?

Secretary Zhang said: "I don't know how much time you will waste on the road running like this. I will ask the driver to take you there."

Fang Yun was relieved, Secretary Zhang still had that unsmiling face, but Fang Yun felt that Secretary Zhang was not what everyone thought, she opened her mouth and said, "This is so troublesome."

Although Secretary Zhang is Mr. Fu's right-hand man, it is not good to ask the driver to send her this little intern. She can't make trouble for Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang seemed to see something, and said impatiently: "There are so many stars, most of them are drivers. As an employee of Xingchen, there is an urgent matter at home, and the free driver can send it away, which is also a benefit."

The little sugar cake jumped from Fang Yun to Secretary Zhang, meowing at Fang Yun.

What time is this, hurry up and go back.

Besides, Secretary Zhang's authority in Xingchen is far greater than Fang Yun thought.

In the original plot, Little Sugar Cake remembered briefly mentioning that not long before Fu Xiao had a car accident, he also suddenly disappeared for a period of time. During that time, even Feng Jiaming could not see Fu Xiao.

Only Secretary Zhang is responsible for the company's affairs.

The company is in good order under the control of Secretary Zhang, and there is no problem.

This shows the status of Secretary Zhang in the stars.

However, don't know why, during the car accident of Fu Xiao in the previous life, Secretary Zhang was attacked at home, and there was an accident. It is precisely because of this that there were no leaders for a while during the huge itinerary, so Mr. Fu asked Fu Wei to take the lead.

Is this also a coincidence?

Little Sugar Cake frowned at the thought.

If it was really a conspiracy against Fu Xiao, who would it be?

Besides, who could attack Secretary Zhang at his house?

After Fang Yun left, Secretary Zhang walked towards the door of the building holding the small sugar cake.

He originally went downstairs because he had something to do, so he simply came out with a small candy cake, and after the meeting was done, he would bring the small candy cake with him.

Under the tree on the side of the Xingchen Building, a girl wearing a light-colored strawberry dress ran over and said, "Brother."

The little sugar cake raised her head, her eyes lit up, the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, fair and thin, with big and beautiful eyes, and the eyebrows were somewhat similar to Secretary Zhang, but completely different.

Is this Secretary Zhang's sister?

The white cat turned to look at the two of them back and forth.

The girl gave a thermal insulation box to Secretary Zhang full of energy, and said with curved eyebrows: "Brother, this is the ice-cold sweet soup I made for you, you will remember to drink it later."

Secretary Zhang's tone was a bit reproachful, but his eyes were soft: "Why don't you have a good rest at home during the rare holiday, and come all the way here."

The girl smiled: "My brother works harder every day. It's not hard for me to make snacks for my brother at home."

Secretary Zhang sighed helplessly and said, "Don't come next time."

Even so, Secretary Zhang also knew that his sister would not listen to him.

Seeing this little sister who has grown up with her own hard work, Secretary Zhang is both relieved and sad.

Sadly, my sister is far more mature than her peers at a young age.

The girl's smart eyes couldn't help looking at the small candy cake, as if she really wanted to touch the snow-white fluffy hair of the small candy cake, but she was very educated and didn't do it.

Secretary Zhang looked at it and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Fu's cat. It's called Xiao Tang Kuo, and he is very good and obedient."

The little sugar cake put his head out in a very respectful manner.

The girl's soft fingers gently touched the thick snow-white hair of the little sugar cake, and she couldn't help but say, "It's so cute."

Little Sugar Cake said with a guilty conscience that he is generally cute.

Secretary Zhang explained a few words to the girl softly and meticulously, earnestly instructing the girl to pay attention to safety.

The little sugar cake lay lazily in Secretary Zhang's arms.

Unexpectedly, the serious Secretary Zhang turned out to be a living sister control.

The two chatted together.

None of them noticed that in the distance, an old man wearing a yellowed and white shirt with thick dark circles under his eyes, looking at Secretary Zhang and his sister, his eyes lit up, and his yellowed teeth were marked. : "Hey, little brat, I finally let me find you."

After sending the girl away, Secretary Zhang returned to the Xingchen Building with a small sugar cake.

Before walking into the building, a hoarse voice called out from behind, "Xiao Fang."

Hearing the name that he hadn't heard for many years, Secretary Zhang paused and sneered in his heart. He would never forget the sound in his dreams, and he calmly turned his head to look at the apathetic man behind him.

Sure enough it was him.

The old man looked up and down on Secretary Zhang's clothes, his eyes fixed on the watch between Secretary Zhang's wrist, showing a greedy light, he hunched his back, with a pleasing smile on his face, he said flatteringly: "Look at our house Xiao Fang, the way it looks now, is promising, our old Zhang family can finally raise their eyebrows."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, wanting to pat Secretary Zhang on the shoulder like an elder.

The little sugar cake stood up from Secretary Zhang's arms—

Um?

Does this sound like-

Secretary Zhang took a step back mercilessly and said, "What? Just released from prison?"

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, he put down his half-raised hand stiffly, and forced a smile: "How did you talk to Dad, why the older you are, the more ignorant you are, it must be your mother who spoke ill of me all these years and ruined the relationship between our father and son— "

Before he could finish speaking, Secretary Zhang interrupted: "I don't have a father. As for my mother, you don't deserve to mention her."

Little Sugar Cake raised his head and looked at Secretary Zhang.

Is this person in front of Secretary Zhang's father?

I feel like they don't have a good relationship.

But Little Sugar Cake thinks that Secretary Zhang is not a bad person, he should have a secret reason for doing so.

Thinking so, the little sugar cake nestled in Secretary Zhang's arms again.

Father Zhang's face sank immediately.

This little brat is shameless.

Secretary Zhang was reluctant to talk to the people in front of him, because he was afraid that the two would quarrel and frighten Little Candy Cake, so he was about to leave with Little Candy Cake in his arms.

Father Zhang finally came over, and he has not yet received the money, how could it be possible to let Secretary Zhang leave like this.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Secretary Zhang's arm.

Being held by Secretary Zhang's arm, the little sugar cake almost fell, but fortunately, his eyesight quickly hooked Secretary Zhang's clothes and jumped onto Secretary Zhang's shoulder.

Secretary Zhang comfortably touched the small candy cake, then sneered and shook his hand away, not giving Father Zhang the slightest look on his face.

But Secretary Zhang was an adult man after all. Father Zhang was hunched and emaciated. With such a throw, Father Zhang fell to the ground, and Father Zhang didn't get up. Seeing everyone around him, he rolled his eyes and landed on the ground. Down: "Ouch."

He lay on the ground and groaned.

Secretary Zhang didn't like his tricks, and sneered: "If you don't get up again, I'll ask the security to come."

Because he was worried about the small sugar cake, he didn't use any strength at all.

Seeing the people around him look over, Father Zhang lowered his head and said miserably: "Xiao Fang, I know you blame me for not fulfilling my father's responsibilities and not taking care of your brothers and sisters, but I want to support the family, it was my fault these years, I am now I just want to be with you and Xiaoyou, the family is neat and tidy."

Secretary Zhang laughed angrily when he heard Father Zhang's brazen words.

Over the years, apart from the years in prison, the man in front of him has almost been rotten in the casino. When has he ever done a little bit of responsibility.

Secretary Zhang felt nauseated.

Seeing the man in front of him looking like a pool of mud, Secretary Zhang shook his head. He raised his head and was about to call the security guard over.

He felt it was a waste to say more.

"What's wrong here?"

A familiar voice came.

Candy cane turned his head.

It's Feng Jiaming.

Feng Jiaming frowned at the scene in front of him.

As soon as she came, she saw Secretary Zhang arguing with an old man.

Secretary Zhang, this person, she also has some understanding-

A very powerful person.

Only look good on those who help him, don't be too considerate to Fu Xiao.

But it is rare to have a good face for the people below, his hands are miserable, and he rarely smiles to her.

She didn't want to meddle in her own business at first, but she really couldn't see an old man with gray hair and shabby clothes lying pitifully on the ground.

She motioned to her assistant to help the old man up.

Seeing that it was Feng Jiaming, Secretary Zhang said lightly, "Some private matters are none of Miss Feng's business."

Feng Jiaming was abruptly slapped back, and she felt unhappy in her heart, but she still said on the surface, "It's none of my business, but this is at the gate of Xingchen Building. I don't know how many reporters come and go every day. it's not good."

Secretary Zhang said eloquently, "I'll ask the security guard to take him away immediately."

Father Zhang didn't want to be kicked out without even asking for a cent. Seeing that someone next to him seemed to want to take care of the matter, he immediately said, "Xiao Fang, I know you won't forgive me. I didn't want to bother you, but I really The only thing is that you are seriously ill, if there is no other way, I really will not come to you, you just see that we are a family, give me some money, so that I can buy some medicine. "

The old man shivered and stretched out a pair of thin heads, hunched his back, looking very pitiful, looked at the shiny little sugar cake in Secretary Zhang's arms and said: "The cats you keep look so precious, and the fingertips are so precious. Just a little bit is enough."

These action words have attracted many people to stop and whisper.

Secretary Zhang sneered in his heart when he saw the man's hypocritical appearance.

That man has always been like this.

Every time after beating my mother and myself, I always look so sane to my neighbors.

He was already disgusted.

Unwilling to entangle more, Secretary Zhang called the security directly.

When the security guards saw that it was Secretary Zhang, they immediately drove the old man out according to Secretary Zhang's request.

Seeing that Secretary Zhang treated her elderly father like this, Feng Jiaming frowned and said to the security guard, "Stop."

The security guards paused slightly, and when they saw that Secretary Zhang didn't mean to stop, they didn't stop.

They know it in their hearts.

Although it's good that Miss Feng often goes in and out of the stars, it is Secretary Zhang who is in charge of the affairs of the stars.

Seeing that the security guards didn't listen to him at all, Feng Jiaming said to Secretary Zhang, "You treat your father like this?"

Secretary Zhang lazily kneaded the small sugar cake: "This is my own private matter, so I don't need to worry about Miss Feng."

Feng Jiaming bit her lip and retorted: "Since it's your personal matter, why use the security of the group?"

Secretary Zhang gave her a strange look: "He's not a staff member of the group. There is a lot of trouble at the door of the group. What's wrong with the security asking him to leave."

Zhang’s father secretly scolded this little bastard for ten years, and his temper was so tough, seeing that the little girl who was going to help him couldn’t stand it anymore, and he was also taken out by the security guard, he hurriedly asked Feng Jiaming for help: “Please beg You, help me."

Feng Jiaming was annoyed that the security guard did not listen to her, and that Secretary Zhang had such a bad attitude towards the old man, she held a sigh of relief and said to Secretary Zhang: "You said that a person who is not a star can't enter the star. Well, I'll let him He will be my assistant and help me drive, so he is finally a star, right?"

It just so happened that her driver took a long vacation some time ago.

The assistant felt a little inappropriate and persuaded: "Miss Feng—"

Feng Jiaming, who came in with unfavorable things, was unhappy in her heart. The more people around her disapproved, the more she wanted to do it. She asked coldly, "Why, can't I even do this?" Father's urgent need for money, but he can help himself find face this time.

She feels fine.

The assistant didn't dare to say anything.

She asked Father Zhang satisfied, "Can you drive?"

Father Zhang nodded as if pounding garlic and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a slight hint of pride in his voice that successfully refuted Secretary Zhang: "Do you have any other opinions?"

Secretary Zhang looked at Feng Jiaming in disbelief and shook his head.

Does Feng Jiaming really know what kind of person she hires?

There is no way for a rogue to describe that person in case.

Feng Jiaming was afraid that he was going to tie a stone and hit himself in the foot.

But what does this have to do with myself?

Secretary Zhang glanced at Zhang's father, and said to Feng Jiaming with a half-smile but not a smile: "Since it is a driver, it must also comply with the company's articles of association. If I remember well, the driver of the artist can only stay in the office on the basement floor of Xingchen."

The brokerage company under Xingchen has a lot of autonomy and often has business dealings with the group. The driver of the brokerage company can enter the building, and Feng Jiaming is also the first sister of the brokerage company, so this treatment is still available.

No matter how long his hands are, he can't handle the people in the branch.

But the driver is in a fixed area.

As long as he thought about it, Father Zhang would never want to see him for the rest of his life.

It was a mistake for Father Zhang to rely on this to stop him.

He turned his head to Feng Jiaming and said meaningfully, "Ms. Feng's freedom is how to hire people, but don't blame me if Miss Feng's staff appears where they shouldn't be."

If the person has been entangled, he doesn't mind putting that person in jail again.

That man has done a lot over the years.

Feng Jiaming felt a guilty conscience, and said calmly on the surface: "In this way, Secretary Zhang doesn't need to worry about it, but Secretary Zhang is also the secretary of President Fu of the Star Group, so he is not afraid of being known to his father, which will affect the reputation of the group. ?"

Behind Feng Jiaming, Zhang's father heard this, and his eyes showed greed that could not be hidden.

The president's secretary?

Someone told him that the little brat was promising, but he still didn't believe it.

Now it seems that this little brat is doing better than he thought.

He greedily looked at Secretary Zhang and the white cat in his arms.

Even that little beast looked extremely precious.

This little brat really has no conscience to treat him like this.

But don't know what luck the little brat had.

Little Sugar Cake couldn't help shivering.

The little sugar cake that was about to board the elevator huddled in Secretary Zhang's arms.

After going in and out so many times, he still couldn't get used to this transparent and exciting elevator.

The elevator moved slowly.

Secretary Zhang, whose expression had not recovered, looked down at the honest little candy, remembering that every time he made this elevator, Mr. Fu would cover the eyes of the little candy. He hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand to cover the little candy. cake eyes.

Originally, he planned to bury his eyes in the little sugar cake in Secretary Zhang's arms.

He thought of Secretary Zhang's father again.

Between Secretary Zhang and his father—

But looking at Secretary Zhang's gentle and attentive look towards his sister, Little Sugar Cake doesn't believe that Secretary Zhang is a ruthless person no matter what.

There is a secret relationship between them.

Is it really okay for Feng Jiaming to intervene like this?

As soon as they reached the top floor, the assistants walked over with a letter and said, "Secretary Zhang, come and take a look. Someone sent Yi Ning's passport today."

When heard the name, Little Sugar Cake couldn't help feeling guilty.

Yi Ning-

Secretary Zhang frowned deeper, opened his passport, and the photo was the black-haired, blue-eyed boy he saw that day.

This Yi Ning is really strange, how can send the passport to the company?

He asked someone to investigate, Yi Ning lived in a secluded place, few photos leaked out, and there was no problem with the information that could be found.

With a sigh, Secretary Zhang put away his passport.

We can only wait for that Yi Ning to appear again.

He didn't notice that the little sugar cake in his arms had widened his eyes.

The appearance in the passport is clearly his own.

But how could he have a passport?

The little sugar cake, who was surprised, made up his mind that he would never become a human being in the Xingchen Building.

Feeling guilty, he jumped down from Secretary Zhang's arms, and the little sugar cake walked towards the office.

Open the office door.

Fu Xiao stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the office and overlooked the whole city.

The white cat raised its head and looked at the lonely Fu Xiao with azure blue eyes.

Fu Xiao was so powerful, smart, and gentle. He wished that there was someone who could accompany Fu Xiao so that he wouldn't be so lonely.

But at that time, Fu Xiao would still be so good to himself?

Soon, Little Sugar Cake put these things aside, he doesn't care about that much, as long as he can be happy with Fu Xiao now, it's enough.

As for the future-

The word "later" was something he never dared to imagine in his world.

He ran towards Fu Xiao excitedly, then took off, and with a meow, he slammed into Fu Xiao's back with energy.

Rao was Fu Xiao, who was smashed several steps forward unexpectedly.

The little sugar cake was already clinging to Fu Xiao's clothes and jumped steadily into Fu Xiao's arms.

There was still the loneliness and loneliness in Fu Xiao's place. He was about to be smashed with blood by the little sugar cake. He took a deep breath and picked up the little fat cat in his arms.

Does it still think that he is still a kitten that is not as big as his slap before?

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Xiao innocently with wide eyes: "Meow."

That soft voice really made Fu Xiao lose his temper.

Fu Xiao sighed and took the small sugar cake back into his arms.

What else can I do other than suffer the fat I raised myself?

But even the small sugar cake that has always been fat, the weight is still a bit scary now.

Is the sugar cake heavier?

Little Sugar Cake narrowed her eyes and rubbed against Fu Xiao's arms.

Fu Xiao is the best.

Fu Xiao had a halo in his eyes.

However, in the next second, Little Sugar Cake heard Fu Xiao sighed vaguely——

"I'm really fat again."

Candy Cake: ! !

He took back what he said earlier.

Fu Da smelly socks, he is not fat at all, not at all!

afternoon.

The little sugar cake lay leisurely on Fu Xiao's lap.

The fluffy tail swayed slightly.

Fu Xiao flipped through the documents sent by Secretary Zhang.

The display screen on the table was filled with a big-faced white cat.

Little Sugar Cake was very pleased with it.

dong dong dong-

The assistant brought afternoon snacks.

Fu Xiao asked his assistant to put the snacks aside, while he was still looking at the documents.

goo—

Little Sugar Cake looked at his belly making noises and licked his paws.

Alas, the cat food at noon is not enough, and I can only eat snacks reluctantly, which is really embarrassing for cats.

Cats can't eat indiscriminately.

However, as a cat that can become human.

Little Sugar Cake really doesn't want to eat cat food every day.

Even if the cat food is crunchy and chewy, it is actually very fragrant.

The white cat Almond turned his eyes, elegantly climbed up from Fu Xiao's arms, raised his head, the big eyes, pink nose tip and chin formed a rounded line, stunned that a cat also seemed to have a bit of beautiful eyebrows.

Only now those bright almond eyes were full of cunning and guilty conscience.

See Fu Xiao concentrate on looking at the document.

The little sugar cake lightly jumped down from Fu Xiao's arms, then lightly jumped onto the desk, and happily walked towards the dim sum.

One step, two steps—

Fragrant desserts are in sight.

The little sugar cake gracefully took the last step, and the happy will take a bite of the dessert.

A big hand descended from the sky and held his body mercilessly.

what! His snack-

As a cat, there are only three major things in life: eating, playing and sleeping.

Play and sleep can not turn out any tricks.

The only thing look forward to about the small sugar cake is to eat it.

So he is also very obsessed with eating.

The little sugar cake, whose success was dying, raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao. The owner of the hand didn't even lift his head, he was still looking at the document, but he seemed to be able to predict the future, and he had firmly held him down.

He was caught looking at Fu Xiao, a current little candy cake seller, and looked at Fu Xiao, meowing loudly.

Fu Xiao finally raised his head, looking at the white long-haired cat under his hand with a stern face, and flicking the long-haired cat's belly mercilessly.

The little sugar cake lay unrequitedly.

A smile flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, looking at the frustrated white cat, he raised his eyebrows, and in the eyes of Xiaotangcake, he stood up and picked up the dessert, one hand holding the dessert, one Hand pick up a piece of pastry.

He put the pastry under the nose of the candy cane.

The white cat's eyes lit up and his mouth opened.

He knew that Fu Xiao would not be like this.

However

Fu Xiao quickly took the dim sum back and put it in his mouth.

Little Sugar Cake raised his head and looked at Fu Xiao in shock, his big blue eyes dissipated in disbelief and gradually turned into anger.

Fu Xiao was also taken aback for a moment, then shook his head——

What happened to yourself?

How can such a thing be done? Not like myself at all.

but

Then he smiled relievedly.

After meeting the little sugar cake, did he not do things like himself?

The fresh little sugar cake is like a huge stone, making ripples in his peaceful life.

The little sugar cake over there had turned and lay on top of his pile of papers, facing him with his butt.

It looks like I'm very angry and uncomfortable.

Fu Xiao put away the smile in his eyes and took the small sugar cake back into his arms.

He reached out and picked up a document.

The little sugar cake stretched out his claws without any respect, and blocked most of the text according to the middle of the document.

Fu Xiao lowered his head.

The little sugar cake looked at Fu Xiao confidently——

What's wrong?

Fu Xiao took the document away.

Little Sugar Cake reluctantly stretched out his paws and held down the document.

It was as if was suddenly very interested in the black fir tree logo in the upper right corner of the document.

Anyway, to make Fu Xiao completely invisible.

Let Fu Xiao chuckle, and the little sugar cake whispered in his ear: "Be obedient, it's for your own good, I'll give it to you when you lose weight."

He paused and said, "You didn't eat less of these things in the crew."

Candy Cake: !

How did Fu Xiao know!

Fu Xiao took the small sugar cake into his arms, and the little sugar cake squatted in his arms, Fu Xiao finally felt at ease for a while.

But it didn't take long for Little Sugar Cake to get bored again.

He boredly looked at the document in Fu Xiao's hand. The document was different from the others. The upper right corner was not a pentagram, but a small but concise black cedar tree. The document was all in English.

Little Sugar Cake opened her eyes wide and read a few lines, and after seeing a lot of professional terms, she couldn't help yawning.

Although his English is a second native language, it looks really boring.

As soon as he was bored, Fu Xiao couldn't help himself.

The little sugar cake turned around, elongated his body, and put his body in Fu Xiao's arms, his hind paws on Fu Xiao's muscular thighs, his two front paws on Fu Xiao's shoulders, and his hairy head just close to Fu Xiao's. lower jaw.

He squinted his eyes, stretched out his small head, rubbed against Fu Xiao's jaw, and kept meowing in his mouth, like a coquettish madman.

Fu Xiao reluctantly leaned his chin back slightly, raised his head over the small sugar cake, and looked at the documents in front of him.

The little sugar cake continued to move forward without giving up, and continued to rub.

What is this for?

Fu Xiao put down this somewhat different document and put it in a drawer with a password at the bottom left, then stretched out his hand, rubbed the thick hair of the small sugar cake, and took out the laser pointer and wool ball in the drawer.

Some CEOs, apparently well-dressed, actually have laser pointers and balls of wool hidden in their drawers.

The little sugar cake found someone to play with him.

Of course he is heavy.

If there are really important things, Fu Xiao will definitely be busy. Since he put down the documents, it means that the work at hand is not that important.

However, since Little Sugar Cake went to work with him every day.

It is also true that Fu Xiao's work efficiency has dropped significantly.

Fortunately, there are not many days like this.

Soon, the little sugar cake officially entered the crew and ushered in his first scene.

The author has something to say:

I was caught on a business trip~ There are not so many manuscripts.

It can only be expressed every three days.

☆, the first experience of small sugar cake filming

Filming outside today.

The little candy arrived early in the morning.

Director Angus is very strict with his films, refusing to use CG productions that, in his opinion, have no emotion.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a person familiar with the small sugar cake by the side, and the professional teacher will train the small sugar cake, and then use the camera, post-production and other technologies to achieve the effect he wants.

So the little sugar cake arrived early.

Having said that, the crew's task of giving the sugar cakes is still very simple.

After all, even if he was as strict as Angus, he would not be so whimsical that he asked the little candy cake to have a small cat face to vividly show the emotions that human beings can understand.

The first scene of today is the scene when Rong Hang is preparing to say goodbye to his friend before going west. The friend asks what Rong Hang will take with him when he travels west. At this time, the small sugar cake appears in the camera, the friend asks Rong Hang, Rong Hang answers, and then the small Sugar cake jumped onto Rong Hang appropriately.

This scene is over.

Before we start-

The housekeeper grandpa stood aside holding a small sugar cake.

On the other side, the person who was in charge of guiding Little Sugar Cake, a professional training animal, was pleasantly surprised: "Little Sugar Cake is very smart, you can learn it in one go."

The little sugar cake, who had tricked a lot of dried fish from the professional technician, raised his head proudly.

Otherwise, to deceive the dried fish, ahem, to earn dried dried fish, he can pass it all at once!

The housekeeper grandpa, who made time to come here, straightened his back slightly and touched the small sugar cake, and said reservedly, "It's smarter than the average cat."

Angus asked the professional technician over there.

"It's almost the preparation." The professional technician couldn't help but touched the small sugar cake and said: "But you also know that filming with animals is full of uncertainty and surprises, you have to be patient."

Director Angus nodded. He was mentally prepared to shoot twice, or even a hundred times, no matter what, to achieve the effect he wanted.

Not only director Angus thinks so, but everyone on the set is ready to repeat the whole day.

Rong Hang is ready.

His agent sighed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot well in a day." The agent looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but say, "Why is it so hot in autumn, how can I endure it all day?"

"Is it different in the summer?" Rong Hang smiled indifferently: "Just play with Candy Cake. Get familiar with it now, and we will have more scenes in the future."

The one who played with Rong Hang was the little fresh meat who was despised by Angus from the beginning when he took a makeup photo.

Xiao Xianrou was also a little nervous. This was the first time he had played with someone like Rong Hang.

From the time of preparation, he kept pacing on the set.

What if he performs too badly and keeps NG?

His agent reluctantly comforted: "Don't be nervous, get over it."

Xiao Xianrou looked at Director Angus and said with a sad face: "I can't get over it, this is a collaboration with Rong Hang and Director Angus. What if I perform too badly and become the artist they don't want to cooperate with? My right My family will definitely laugh at me for the rest of my life!"

In the mind of director Angus, he is already a shame for this casting.

He didn't want to escalate into a disgrace to Angus director and Rong Hang's career!

The closer it gets to the boot, the faster Xiao Xianrou's heart beats.

The agent smoked a cigarette and continued to comfort him: "It doesn't matter if you can't overcome it. You see that you are going to shoot this scene with the cat today. That cat must have more NGs than you. That cat has NG a few times more. , it will buy you more time to adapt, and after you get used to it, you will find that working with the two is just like that."

Feeling that what the agent said seemed to make sense, Xiao Xianrou couldn't help but fall on the little sugar cake on the other side.

The white cat must be strong today.

The little sugar cake's back cooled and sneezed.

Is anyone thinking of him?

"A—"

Filming started, and the crew was already in place.

In the shot, a green bamboo peeks into the house outside the window. There is a flute hanging on the wall of the antique room, a guqin is placed on the table, and a half circle of double-sided drums and various musical instruments are placed around the table.

The owner of the room is obsessed with rhythm.

Standing tall and straight like a bamboo, Rong Hang turned his head slightly and talked with his friends.

It's like a character from thousands of years ago who came out of the legend.

Xiao Xianrou held down the heart that he was about to pick out, his mind went blank, and followed Rong Hang's lines instinctively.

The staff guides the small sugar cakes in places that cannot be photographed.

Soon it will be time for the little sugar cake to come out.

Everyone's eyes on the set fell on the small sugar cake——

This is the first time it has been officially photographed, can it do what it is trained to do?

One step, two steps.

The small candy cake that was still lazy, walked to the place where the camera could see it, as if it had changed to a cat.

In the shot, the white cat has fluffy fur, agile posture, and liveliness that can be felt across the screen.

Xiao Xianrou stared at the small sugar cake without moving, waiting for it to make mistakes.

Unfortunately, Bai Mi walked over step by step as originally planned, crouched between the two, and stared at him motionless with almond-shaped cat eyes full of doubts.

The grumpy voice of director "Ka" Angus came.

Ah, finally the wait.

He said how could a cat be good for the first time filming.

Xiao Xianrou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up and saw everyone looking at him.

The gentle and modest actor smiled at himself with tolerance: "It's okay, it's normal to forget words."

Little fresh meat:! !

That's right, when the little sugar cake squatted down, he should have asked Rong Hang who it was.

Rong Hang replied.

Then the sugar cake jumped up again.

He forgot the words!

The staff around have gathered around to fix their makeup and hair.

Rong Hang picked up the little candy cake at his feet, couldn't help pinching his face and praised: "Little candy cake did a good job."

Sugar Cake proudly raised her head.

It's just normal.

Xiao Xianrou was still immersed in the fact that he was NG, unable to extricate himself, and looked at the agent with a sad face.

He never imagined that this NG was actually because of himself.

The agent said, "It's okay, it's just the first time."

Xiao Xianrou hurriedly covered the agent's mouth, isn't one time enough?

Under the halo of the agent's crow's mouth, Xiao Xianrou fell into hell for an hour.

"Expression! Expression! Are you a wood?"

"Look at the little sugar cake! I've found a living cat for you, what are you doing looking at the ground? It's not post-production, you look there, and I can't make a cat for you there! "

"You know what? Even Little Sugar Cake knows to look at you."

Okay, the white cat will NG many times?

Why are NG's all their own?

Xiao Xianrou can't help but think of it, he can think of the title of tomorrow's home——

Whether it is moral decay or a distortion of human nature, a little fresh meat who boasts of his acting skills is actually not as good as a cat.

But the louder Angus' voice, the stiffer the little fresh meat.

In the middle, apart from the little sugar cake accidentally tripping himself once, and jumping on Rong Hang, and throwing the dog too hard and eating shit, the rest is the pot of little fresh meat.

Or Rong Hang suggested to take a break in the middle and adjust the state for Xiao Xianrou.

Even the little sugar cake can see that the more irritable Director Angus is, the worse the little fresh meat is.

Looking at the increasingly stiff little fresh meat, Little Sugar Cake sighed.

How to make Director Angus feel better?

The little fresh meat is too miserable.

The little sugar cake is very nice