Ji Xiuyun, who knew his teacher's temperament well, put the warm milk in front of Yue An, and touched Yue An's little head.
For the convenience of Yue'an drinking milk, Ji Xiuyun deliberately found a cup with a larger mouth, so that his cat's head would not get stuck in the cup.
Yue An glanced at the milk in front of him, then at Ji Xiuyun, and slapped his little paw on the table.
"Meow!"
I got my paw pinched!
His paw was pinched and he still hasn't drunk the milk in his glass!
Yue An was dissatisfied all over his body.
Ji Xiuyun sat down and looked at him for a while, but didn't understand what Yue An meant.
Marshal Kevin was drinking milk with a smile on his face. He was very happy to see the slightly distressed look of his students.
He is very clear about Ji Xiuyun's personality.
Because he was in a high position at a young age, Ji Xiuyun always had to keep a straight face, and act resolutely to ensure that his prestige would not be provoked. Like a living Hades.
Even in Ji Xiuyun's army, there were people who believed the media that he was a god-killing nonsense, which was enough to see what kind of image Ji Xiuyun was outside on weekdays.
It is a good thing to be able to see the student's relaxed and devoted look at this moment, and to feel his popularity grow stronger.
After all, people are still people, and they should live with a little more life and feel more at ease.
Yue'an was still meowing at Ji Xiuyun, his voice was soft and tender, which made his heart soften.
Marshal Kevin listened to the cry and saw Ji Xiuyun staring seriously at the little hairball in front of him, trying to understand Yue An's body language movements.
But the answer is obvious, he didn't understand it.
Marshal Kevin looked at Yue'an waving his little paws angrily, puzzled for a while, and then showed a dazed expression.
He thought for a while, stretched out his hand and spread it in front of Yue An, and said, "I... let you pinch it back?"
Yue An paused, and turned to look at Marshal Kevin together with Ji Xiuyun.
The milky white kitten took two steps back in disgust, and sat down on Ji Xiuyun's hand.
Looking at his regretful teacher, Ji Xiuyun picked up the cat in his hand, put it in the empty space on his left, and passed the milk over.
Marshal Kevin looked at Ji Xiuyun and then at Yue'an who lowered his head to lick the milk in the cup, and he said "Oh shit" in his heart.
When did his student take care of others so well
Oh no, it's not a cat.
But it's almost the same, anyway, they are all intelligent life.
Yue An buried his head in the cup full of sweet milk, his ears were shaking, and the tail behind his butt was dangling.
When he raised his head from the cup, he saw a little milk on that cute cat's face, which he licked clean with his paws. eat.
Marshal Kevin decided not to worry about the change of his students any more. He snatched a plate of his favorite dish from under Yue An's claws quickly, and then scooped a full spoonful of it with lightning speed, and ate it. .
Yue An stared in bewilderment at Marshal Kevin, who was snatching food from the cat's mouth, making such a coquettish operation that the cat couldn't react to, and watched as the whole dish was directly reduced by half!
Yue An turned his head and howled at Ji Xiuyun: "Meow!!!"
Look at him! ! !
You don't care about him! ! !
Ji Xiuyun's movement of picking up vegetables paused slightly, and suddenly he had a sense of déjà vu that he was caught between the object and the old mother.
He was in a dilemma for a while, and after rubbing Yue An's head, he silently looked at his teacher.
Marshal Kevin was still holding the dish in his hand, and looked at Yue An who turned his head and complained with interest.
After Ji Xiuyun looked over, he immediately put down the plate in his hand, smacked his lips, "Why are you like raising a little girlfriend, you will soften when you act like a baby?"
"..." Ji Xiuyun was silent for a while before correcting him, "Yue An is a boy."
Marshal Kevin was surprised: "...do you like boys?"
Ji Xiuyun didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
On the outside, Marshal Kevin has a calm and reliable image like a mountain, but in fact he is a chatterbox in private.
Especially in front of Ji Xiuyun, the military and political parents in all over the world are short-sighted, and they can talk about things when they touch their lips.
After eating and drinking, Marshal Kevin stayed at Ji Xiuyun's house and chatted with him—mostly Marshal Kevin said, asked questions, and Ji Xiuyun listened and then answered.
Yue An lay in Ji Xiuyun's leg socket, wagging his tail and yawning, enjoying his skillful chin scratching technique.
It's so cool that it's better than a living god.
The sun had already set when Marshal Kevin left, and Yue An, who didn't care about human affairs, had already slept soundly next to Ji Xiuyun with his belly spread out.
"By the way." Marshal Kevin said to Ji Xiuyun before he left, "When you have your next court session, don't let that boy from the scientific research department show your secrets."
Ji Xiuyun nodded.
Marshal Kevin paused: "I still have to play a fool with those old guys, lest they really think that I'm threatening them and try their best to throw me out of Emperor Star."
Marshal Kevin does not reject such things as sacrificing for the country. When he became a soldier, he was prepared to die on the battlefield.
But he is not willing to be driven to death by others.
Really, who doesn't want to live anymore
He is a family man!
"If there is any situation at that time, let's cooperate with each other according to the situation. I will go first." Marshal Kevin waved his hand, looked around the house through the surveillance, and then pinched the surveillance coverage in the residential area very skillfully. The dead end of the probe is gone.
When Yue An woke up, he looked up and didn't see the golden retriever that was bothering him. He yawned happily, got up and shook his fur.
Ji Xiuyun took the military Sigan helmet and put it on the white kitten, which was not as big as its head.
Yue'an got a small head out from under the helmet, shook his head, and his ears stood up.
The cat's eyes were still a little sleepy, staring at Ji Xiuyun, "Meow."
"I didn't practice yesterday, so I will make up for it today." Ji Xiuyun said.
Hearing this, Yue An retracted his head and lay down under the helmet, as if preparing to sleep again.
Mr. Marshal stood aside, activated his helmet ruthlessly, took his blown-up cat, and ran to fight with his legion commanders one by one.
The consequence of what Ji Xiuyun did was that Yue An pointed his ass at him for the next three days.
Apart from being able to feel a ball of fluff getting into the warm blanket while sleeping, Mr. Marshal hasn't touched his cat for three full days.
Even the specially customized cat-shaped optical brain and brain failed to please his cat.
Mr. Marshal, who couldn't touch the cat, was in a bad mood.
When the military court was held for the second time, Mr. Marshal, who was in a bad mood, looked at the minister of scientific research with a particularly sinister look.
In the past two days, the director of scientific research, who was devastated by the movement of the black market and the blame from above, was stared at like this, and felt that he was about to be separated in the next second.
In the final analysis, he is a scientific researcher. In terms of heart level and political sense, he is completely incomparable with Ji Xiuyun and the high-level officials of the empire. Now he is caught in the middle and has become cannon fodder that neither side can please. There is no other way but to face Ji Xiuyun directly.
Taking advantage of Ji Xiuyun's busy schedule, Yue'an started a live broadcast for several hours every day. After earning a lot of money, he felt a little yearning for freedom.
Not every overpriced and delicious restaurant has takeout.
Yuean searched a large basket of restaurant addresses in the comments of the live broadcast, and decided not to order takeout today, but to go out to eat in the restaurant.
The little white hairball quickly ate up the remaining snacks, hung the small cat-shaped optical brain that Ji Xiuyun had given him before, and walked out of the room with short legs.
There are still two cars parked in Mr. Marshal's garage.
Yue An took a look at the eye-catching bright red car that the Marshal never touched, and felt that this car was tailor-made for him.
From the front to the rear of the car, there is a "look at me, see me, come and kiss me" atmosphere everywhere.
Yue An thought for a while, touched his optical brain, and sent a message to Ji Xiuyun.
Ji Xiuyun quickly connected.
Yue An "meowed" at Ji Xiuyun's holographic image.
Mr. Marshal looked at him silently, and the too bright red car beside him.
No matter how you look at that car, it doesn't look like Ji Xiuyun's taste - of course not, because this car was given to his student by Marshal Kevin, saying that it was for him not to be dressed in black all day long, and the red one would better complement his skin tone.
The question is who needs a red car to complement their complexion?
Is your car worn on your body
So the car has been kept in the garage and has never been driven out.
Yuean raised his paw and patted on the car door.
He doesn't have permission for this car, so he has to ask Mr. Marshal for it.
Ji Xiuyun is sitting in the dining room near the court at the moment, beside him sits the commander of the First Army who accompanied him in the court session, and the Seventh Army who was held down by Yue An angrily and rubbed on the ground for more than a dozen times two days ago. Legion Commander.
Now this young man is so scared when he sees Yue An's petite figure, and even looking at the holographic projection, he is so scared that he jumps behind the head of the First Army in a second.
Mr. Marshal wanted to mention the fact that Yue An had ignored him for three days, but because the two subordinates were by his side, he had no choice but to hold back the words silently.
"Are you going out?" Ji Xiuyun asked.
Yue An wagged his tail: "Meow~"
"Be careful." Ji Xiuyun didn't ask any more questions, and directly gave Yue'an the permission to drive, and reminded, "Start the live broadcast, and I will know if there is an accident."
Yue An was startled, licked his little nose, and his voice became soft all of a sudden: "Meow."
Ji Xiuyun paused for a while, as if he heard something from that soft voice.
This is... the meaning of the end of the Cold War
Mr. Marshal thought, and his gloomy expression all morning calmed down a little.
"Be sure to pay attention to safety." Mr. Marshal reminded again, "If someone wants to harm you, don't be soft."
"Meow!" Yue An agreed.
The restaurant Yue An is going to go to today is a famous ancient earth restaurant in the imperial capital.
He is quite interested in this type of storefront.
This store opened by a lake in the outskirts of the imperial capital, next to the mountains and facing the water, and everything inside is made of logs. Except for the boss and the chef, the service staff here are all robots, which solve the troubles of special guests when they come to public places to the greatest extent.
Yue An scanned the robot waiting at the door, transferred the money, and was ushered into a box.
The boxes are not big, and the buildings are all made of pure wood. There is a wooden ditch next to the table, and there is running water in the wooden ditch. The dishes will be placed on the wooden board and float through the running water in the wooden ditch.
Next to the wooden ditch, there is a mechanical arm made of wood, which is specially used to serve dishes from the wooden ditch.
Yue An looked at the menu on the table, and found sadly that he still couldn't understand the names of those literary dishes.
Why can't it be called braised pig's trotters, chili fried meat, vinegar, sweet and sour pork ribs with shredded potatoes and sweet and sour ribs, which look rough and delicious! !
While thinking about it, Yue An turned on the live broadcast to ask the audience outside the venue for help.
As soon as the live broadcast started, Yue'an ignored a group of people who sucked cats and clocked in today, and detected the 62 new masks of the scientific research department that were persistent, and threw them into the blacklist.
We, Ji Xiuyun, are in a lawsuit with your minister!
Suck what pussy!
Don't suck!
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