Gojo has become My cat

33

Chapter 33

    In the lounge, there is a full-length full-length mirror. It leans against the wall obliquely, and the two people reflected are also oblique, as if they are not equal.

    At this moment, Qing Shuimian squatted halfway, raised his chin slightly, looked up at the white Persian cat on the chair. He grabbed a little jiojio that Maomao stretched out, and the soft and moist meat pads like dessert Xuemei Niang healed him.

    From the reclining floor-to-ceiling mirror, it was reflected that a tall and handsome boy was sitting on a chair, leaning slightly, and raised his hand to lightly touch the forehead of the squatting boy.

    One side of the floor-to-ceiling mirror is inside and outside, just like Qingshuimian Wujowu's different perceptions.

    In Qingshuimian's eyes, Xiaowu is a lovely white Persian cat. At this moment, he is the only cat who supports and understands him.

    In Wujo Wu's eyes, Qing Shuimian's face was upturned, his bangs were brushed up, revealing his fair forehead. He is like a supreme monarch, caressing a holy ancient cuneiform tablet, feeling the unknown beauty just unearthed.

    That smooth forehead seemed to have crystal quatrains tapped on it*.

    The shining verse must be ancient and melodious, so that Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes again. He was more confused than before.

    The image of Xiaotuanzi in his childhood is slowly disappearing, followed by the clearer facial expressions of the boy in front of him.

    Then, the lounge door was knocked open. The agent leaned forward to inform.

    "The middle and back stages of the show are about to start."

    Qing Shuimian agreed, stood up, hugged Mao Mao, said a few words warmly, and was about to leave, but saw Mao Mao hooking the corner of his clothes with its claws , meowing, his tone seemed reluctant.

    "Does Xiao Wu want to go to the studio with me?" He asked softly.

    "Meow~"

    Seeing Mao Mao answering, Qing ShuiMian nodded and said, "Then let's go."

    Then, he took the cat in his arms and walked out of the lounge. Entering the studio, he entrusted his Xiao Wu to his agent Fujimoto, unexpectedly, Xiao Wu really didn't like being hugged by other people, and when he saw that he was going to entrust himself to others, he jumped out of his arms and hugged him lightly and delicately. It landed, and meowed with its face up, as if accusing him of letting others touch it.

    After a long time of comforting words, Qingshuimian had no choice but to step into the program recording site under the urging of the program staff.

    Lighting actors wait in place. The program continued to be recorded.

    In the two hours of recording just now, the program flow was already approaching Qingshuimian in the back row, and now the recording continued, but within forty minutes, the host cue him.