The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

It was sunlight that woke him up.

It was extraordinarily bright, but it hurt his eyes, so he closed them soon after seeing a ray of scorching light.

He frowned, and his handsome brows formed a deep line, expressing his master's fatigue at the moment, his consciousness was not clear, and his body was also heavy and dazed.

After the hangover, he almost didn't know anything the moment he woke up.

The three unsolvable problems in the world have gained the greatest sense of existence at this moment: who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do.

Oh, at the moment the general knows almost nothing.

But soon, he gradually began to adapt to the light, and the lead poured into his head was finally scooped out, and he could barely remember his name, where he was, and the outside sounds began to enter his ears intermittently.

In fact, it's quite quiet outside. Compared with yesterday's crazy dance, today can be called silent.

Thinking about it, they did drink a lot yesterday, and he didn't care about it on a whim yesterday. Normally, it seemed that he was depressed for too long, and last night was very happy.

But no, as soon as he sat up, he saw from the window that a mecha not far away was dismantled in half, the head was directly dismantled, connected to the tail, and the limbs were neatly dismantled and placed neatly on top of it. On the one hand, there is a live dismemberment scene, which has evolved from the original majestic snow lion to a stupid one... I don't know what it is.

The scene was very tragic.

...too presumptuous.

But because tomorrow is a statutory holiday, the new members are just an excuse, so he is in the mood to let them make such a fuss.

Today, a group of hangover drunkards are exhausted and rushing home. Thinking about it, it is absolutely impossible for them to take the initiative to stay and clean up the mess.

Of course, the general's selfishness is also there.

When the old man is happy, he will inevitably want others to be happy too.

The Mecha Department has always been famous for its strict military discipline and lawlessness. Who knows, most of the people here are noble children who occupy half of the body with lunatics and geniuses.

However, under the leadership of General Yan for so many years, most of them dare not be presumptuous at ordinary times.

He dragged his heavy steps, and a few sporadic fragments quickly appeared in his mind, um... He was actually drunk last night, and from his memory, he seemed to have been drunk very early.

But it doesn't matter, he has always believed in his own self-control, even if he is drunk, he should be able to maintain a very good demeanor.

Well, the first few images sporadically flashed in his mind. He remembered that he went to the window sill to blow some air when he was drunk, and it was absolutely impossible to do anything strange.

Thinking about it this way, he was still in a very good mood.

"Yo, my lord, you're awake."

He heard Lauren's voice from outside the door, nodded, and started to go out to wash his face.

Yet his movements froze.

He looked at his clothes in a daze... well, he remembered that he didn't seem to be wearing such a suit yesterday.

If I remember correctly, this is the outfit Shen Zhifan wore.

……and many more!

How is this going?

Suddenly, a few images appeared in his mind with great difficulty, and he held his forehead in pain and tried to recall them.

Well, yesterday he was blowing some air on the balcony, and then he vaguely saw Shen Zhifan's face.

Did he say anything strange here, probably not?

He thought about it hesitantly, feeling a little dizzy, but he still couldn't figure it out.

No, no, but, but if it's nothing, why are Shen Zhifan's clothes on him.

Lauren poked her head out of the door: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Lauren doesn't like to go home, and usually everyone will take the initiative to stay on duty when they are on vacation.

Yan Shuo's head was still hurting, he slowly massaged his temples with his fingers for a while, hesitated for a moment, and looked at him with a guilty conscience: "I...didn't do anything strange last night, did I?"

"No." Lauren was playing games on her mobile phone, and answered cleanly.

Yan Shuo let it go slowly.

"You just got up in the middle of the night to dismantle the mecha for a while."

Lauren casually pointed to the Snow Lion S outside which Yan Shuo had just defined as a "tragic sacrifice".

Yan Shuo: "..."

... Outside, he dismantled the one outside?

Can't.

"But it's nothing," Lauren smiled nonchalantly, "Compared to the fact that you wanted to open a warehouse to activate 'Raphael' and shouted to kill 'Ferdinandia', the Snow Lion is not What is it?"

Yan Shuo: "..."

Yan Shuo looked at Lauren's smiling face, his thoughts froze.

"After all, it doesn't cost much to dismantle the mech for you," Lauren thought with his chin in his hands, "and the crime of insulting the royal family and homicide, well, the sentence is usually a little more serious."

Yan Shuo moved his throat but was unable to speak.

"Speaking of which, we almost didn't persuade you," Lauren sighed. "Afterwards, everyone was very drunk, and some of them shouted to go with you. Fortunately, Mr. Shen and I were still sober. He stopped you just in time."

Yan Shuo looked at his clothes silently, and asked with some difficulty, "What's the matter with my clothes?"

Lauren tilted her head and fell into deep thought: "I don't know about this. When you came out, you were already wearing Mr. Shen's clothes."

Although he said he didn't get an answer, Yan Shuo was unexpectedly relieved.

...Because he faintly felt that he didn't seem to want to know the truth of the matter.

"I...cough," Yan Shuo tried hard to defend himself, but he was inexplicably guilty, so he could only clear his throat and increase his voice, "I should, I wouldn't have done those things, it's not that you were too drunk to remember correctly gone?"

Lauren couldn't hear the little expectation that the general said that would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

"No," he continued to reply cleanly, "every year when you are drunk, everyone is used to dismantling the mecha, oh I pray I don't want to tell you, I'm afraid you will get angry, hey, let me say this What's the matter? It's not an important thing. Over the years, everyone has gotten used to it."

Yan Shuo: "..."

Crackling, Mr. General's little expectations shattered to the ground.

He repeated it with difficulty: "... After all these years, everyone has gotten used to it?"

Lauren happily said: "Yes, yes, what's the point of dismantling the mecha? Whenever you are drunk, you often go out to dismantle it when you are happy. I always want to dismantle it with you. I don't usually get a chance. I pray that they won't allow it every time... Hey, your face doesn't seem right, my lord?"

Of course, Lauren would not know that the General is now in doubt about his own life.

In his... 29 years of life, he has never questioned his drinking capacity and quality, especially in the comparison with Shen Zhifan not long ago.

Now he felt as if he had drunk fake wine.

"I...except for dismantling the mecha and going to activate 'Raphael'," he repeated the fact that he couldn't believe it very hard, "I didn't do other strange things, such as... yes Mr. Shen?"

These things are just a little... a little bit of what he usually wants to do or not, and the more important thing is not these.

"No."

Lauren continued to grin happily and fiddled with his game console.

The general continued to breathe a sigh of relief, and took a sip of the hangover soup next to him.

"Mr. Shen came to stop you when you were going to activate Raphael later," Lauren paused, then recalled with his chin resting, "then you hugged Mr. Shen and kissed for a while, and then Our face said that we want to marry him, um, nothing else seems to be fine."

The general's throat quivered, and he almost spit out the hangover soup.

"It's okay, we're used to this too... Oh no," Lauren shook his eyebrows, "We haven't gotten used to this yet, you didn't tell us before that you wanted to marry us."

The prestigious, unsmiling, self-disciplined General now sounds like he is going crazy.

"My lord, your complexion is really a bit bad. You are not worried about these things." Lauren glanced curiously, "Hahahahahaha, it's okay, everyone knows that your wine tastes terrible anyway."

——Anyway, everyone knows that you, the wine, is super bad, ah.

well.

Another crackling.

The general's self-confidence for many years was crushed in one fell swoop.

"Snapped."

He silently glanced at the poor hangover soup cup that was crushed by his fingers. His fingers were very stiff, and his brain was basically in a state of overload, stagnation and death.

"Didn't you know before?" Lauren didn't understand what it means to add fuel to the fire, "It shouldn't be, oh, it seems that everyone always said not to tell you, and every time they sent someone to clean up early , but everyone was drunk yesterday, and now a bunch of people haven't woken up yet, it seems that they are just praying for something to do at home and go back early."

The general stretched out his hands to support both sides of the table, his brain continued to freeze.

I don't know if it was because of the hangover soup or because Lauren's description was too realistic, but he actually recalled some sporadic scenes about dismantling the mecha.

The picture is very... unbearable.

God knows that he used to think that these images were nothing but dreams, that's all.

Lauren passed the level with a smile, stretched her waist and continued to attack the general: "Wow, this mecha is so handsome. By the way, why did you have to kill Ferdinandia last night?"

Of course he didn't know that in the mind of the general, His Royal Highness Ferdinandia has always been between a damn and a very damn, usually the latter is more, there are two reasons.

1. Collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country (what Olivia said is basically confirmed, and evidence is still being collected).

2. Rival in love (always a high possibility).

And in view of Lauren's IQ at certain times, it is of course impossible for him to tell Lauren about Ferdinandia's suspicion, even if he is drunk.

"So His Royal Highness Ferdinandia really took away your sweetheart as you said?" Lauren shattered the general's last self-esteem without knowing it. You are willing to come back to sleep."

……very good.

The General's hands supporting the table could hardly hold up anymore.

But this is still not the final blow.

"Oh, Mr. Shen is awake too, good afternoon," Lauren waved outside, "Our lord is awake too, come here quickly, lord doesn't seem to remember last night, hahaha, you can also chat with lord yesterday It's too late!"

The general looked up at Lauren quietly.

Wanted to poke him very, very much.