Even If You Become An Animal, You Have To Serve An Iron Rice Bowl

The Police Meow of the Criminal Investigation Brigade (31)

The little milk cat circled around Shen Qiu, this one climbed up Shen Qiu's back, and the other hugged Shen Qiu's tail, the eight little milk cats were hiding behind Shen Qiu, watching Looking at Xing Lu and the others like watching cat dealers.

Xing Lu couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that the kittens treat Qiuqiu as their mother. The little guys don't feel that the gender is not right."

Shen Qiu thought expressionlessly: The gender is right, it's just that a single dog is called father by a group of cubs, how can I feel bad?

He shook his tail, shaking off the little milk cat that fell on his tail, and then moved to the side step by step, just moving out of the encirclement of the little milk cat, the milk The cats "rubbed" twice and gathered around again.

Let's just say, my dad wasn't that sticky either.

Shen Qiu gave up, paralyzed on the ground, and let the kittens ravage.

The colors of these little milk cats are very uniform, two raccoon flowers, two three flowers, two orange-white, and two cows.

At first glance, it looks like glutinous rice dumplings of different colors.

Xing Lu was directly cute.

"Hey, it seems that I don't have the blessing to raise a little milk cat, but it is not a solution for a little milk cat to be placed in the police station like this."

Qin Yan, who accompanied him, didn't say a word, just looked at Shen Qiu, who was lying in the middle of the little milk cat, obviously impatient, but never spoke to the little milk cat and fell into contemplation.

A shocking thought flashed through his mind.

After a pause, he said to Yang Zheng and Xing Lu.

"Well, the kittens are kept in the police station first, and our criminal investigation team will come to take care of them when they are free. As for the future... Wait until they are full moons."

Xing Lu thought about it carefully, looked at Yang Zheng, and felt that this method was good.

"That's fine, but the cubs brought back by Qiuqiu are all my grandchildren. I will pay all the money for the kittens."

Being a grandmother painlessly at a young age, Xing Lu smiled with her eyebrows curved.

Yang Zheng looked beside him and laughed along with his voice as tender as water.

"Then add me, and eight. You may not be able to raise them by Lulu alone. After all, there are a few with oranges."

He acted like no one else in front of Xing Lu, completely unaware that Shen Qiu's eyes staring at him were gradually dangerous, and he did not consciously show his claws.

Fortunately, he soon saw it, touched his nose, and took a half step back.

This matter is settled like this, Qin Yan originally planned to put the little milk cats in Master Zheng's dormitory, but they didn't want to leave Shen Qiu, so they could only put them in Shen Qiu's dormitory.

The little milk cat is sensible, and it is not too difficult for Shen Qiu to carry it.

As the days passed, Guoguo and Bawang soon knew about the fact that Shen Qiu had eight more cubs when he was single.

The overlord came to share with him the father's parenting scriptures. The first two times he was beaten by Shen Qiu, and then Shen Qiu ignored him.

But Bawang is a Tang monk in the dog world, and Shen Qiu ignores him. He can talk for a long time, and he is still not satisfied when he is called to training.