Inferior pampering

Chapter 69

　Can it be sweet? My heart is full of honey before I eat it.

　　He nodded with his ears down, and his appearance was so obedient that it hurt people.

　　He Zhuo rubbed his face, and passed the plate over: "Go lie down on the sofa and eat, I'll make you another pudding."

　　He got cheap and acted like a good boy: "Why do you know everything?"

　　He Zhuo scratched his nose: "Why do you think I am?"

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　　The pudding was ready and brought to the living room.

　　The kitten was just taking a nap on the sofa, and raised his head when he saw him coming, He Zhuo graciously sat over and let him rest on his lap.

　　The peaches were not well preserved during transportation, and several of them were crushed, and the skin and flesh turned transparent light orange.

　　After throwing away the waste, He Zhuo took it and ate it himself.

　　After one bite, the thin skin was stretched open instantly, the flesh was soft and rotten into mud, and the sweet juice splashed out, half of it flowed into his mouth, and the other half trickled down the corner of his mouth, and slid down his wrist into his fingers. In the cracks, tick tock.

　　He Zhuo didn't expect to be so embarrassed and froze.

　　Ji Tingyu was gloating at the side, pounding the sofa and laughing, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

　　Because He Zhuo was holding Tao Zi, raised his eyes, and stared at him with a half-smile, with a shiny puddle on his chin.

　　It suddenly reminded him of the same grand event last night.

　　"Ah, get out!"

　　He took a piece of paper and covered his face.

Chapter 41 Whose Boyfriend! [Including the puppy vice cp, you can jump if you don't like it]

　　In the evening of Newell, the colorful clouds are falling on the mountain.

　　After He Zhuo and Ji Tingyu had dinner, they were holding hands by the frozen lake to digest food. Suddenly, there was a roar of propellers above their heads. When they looked up, it was the special helicopter of the Viper Corps.

　　Shen Ting and Wu Wu hadn't seen each other for nearly a month since the last time the battlefield hunter was arrested and brought to justice. Now that the fighting in Syracuse subsided, he was able to find time to come back.

　　"Brother Zhuo, Director Ji."

　　Shen Ting came down from the rope ladder, nodded slightly to them, untied the blood-stained military cloak, and handed it to the adjutant beside him.

　　Under the stiff hat brim, the lines of his entire face were fierce and sharp.

　　"You came back first?" He Zhuo asked.

　　"Well, the large troops will be withdrawn tomorrow, so let me take a look first."

　　As he spoke, he raised his legs and walked into the base, one step ahead of the others, two steps ahead, more anxious than the two of them. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he didn't ask any questions, and turned back and cleared his throat in embarrassment.

　　"Where are my people?"

　　"Pfft." Ji Tingyu couldn't help laughing.

　　He Zhuo raised his chin and signaled upstairs: "The corner on the second floor, the room with the dog sign, why are you so anxious, people can't run away."