Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

What would you do if you only had the last two days of your life?

Fang Rong chose to satisfy Fang Hua, live a small life, cook, wash clothes, build a house, watch the rain together, no matter what the so-called business is, and don't treat people, just enjoy this rare peace.

In fact, he is not as pessimistic as he thought. After all, Li Wenyang and Bazaar are liked by people, and there is a platform behind them.

They all left, left the military region, and were included in the wanted list by the military region. Once they were caught, they would most likely be blamed.

However, Fang Hua's force value is easy to leave if he wants to, and he is the only one who is dragging the oil bottle.

It doesn't feel good to be a drag oil bottle.

In fact, he is not a fool. If he is with other people, he is a representative of force. If he is with Fang Hua, he is a fool. Fang Hua is so strong, and the tasks they perform are so dangerous.

To say that he has no regrets, Fang Rong even feels relaxed. Some people always say that he has no ambitions, is cowardly, inferior and incompetent, and only thinks of himself.

But now he proves that he is not with practical actions, and he is even doing something that others dare not even think about, and it is very meaningful. That is to save a world, who would have thought of it?

Even Li Wenyang admired him. Although Li Wenyang thought it was wrong, he never tried it, because he thought it was impossible without trying.

Bazaar wanted to do it, but he was powerless, only he took action.

Still very proud to think about it.

Fang Rong held a pot of milk tea, poured himself a cup, Fang Hua a cup, Fang Hua sat opposite him, the two pressed the house by the river, opened the window and saw it.

Because of being able to connect with the Internet, their home is becoming more and more like a home, with windows, TVs, sofas, and kitchen utensils, as Fang Rong imagined, and the old man's Like the kitchen, there are ovens, woks, pans, and all kinds of tools.

The house was also connected to electricity, and it was built by the two of them. It took a lot of effort, and when they had time, they painted the walls with paint and pasted the wallpaper.

The decoration is all on my own, built according to Fang Rong's wishes, and the huge piece of glass was also used to make the skylight on the top floor of the upper and lower floors. When you lie on the bed and open the window, you can see the outside and feel the breeze. Come, it is actually a cold wind, blowing howling, freezing to death.

Fortunately, you can see it even if you don't open it, but there are always boring birds and the like staying on it, and it's normal to piss and pee.

Therefore, it needs to be cleaned up from time to time, otherwise when looking at the scenery, I suddenly see a black spot, and when I think about what it is, I suddenly lose my mood.

This job is usually done by Fang Hua. Every day when I wake up, I see Fang Hua squatting on it with his bare buttocks and wiping his bare feet with a rag. Fang Rong pretends to be asleep and peeks up since he was a child.

Of course, people are ugly from this angle, but Fang Hua has no defense against him at all, the back door is wide open, and the happiness between the legs is happy, it's a pity that you can't see it.

Fang Hua is like this every time, deliberately seducing him, but not giving him sex. This kid is usually obedient to him, but this is the only one who doesn't want to, and I don't know why?

Fang Rong knocked on the table and added milk to Fang Hua. Fang Hua likes this kind of sweet thing the most, so please buy it first.

"Fang Hua." He asked with a straight face, "Why don't you want to fuck me?"

Fang Hua was taken aback, "I can't tell you."

"Fuck, this is still a secret." Fang Rong pulled the milk tea in his hand and threatened, "Should you tell me?"

Fang Hua blinked innocently, "Everyone says that being the one above is easy to get sick."

Fang Rong was taken aback, it turned out to be like this.

But this is unscientific, only people who don't pay attention to hygiene and polysexual relationships will get sick.

"If neither of us is sick, and the protective measures are taken well, generally speaking, we won't get sick." Fang Rong smiled, "So let me do it again."

"Don't." (⁠"⁄), Fang Hua looked disgusted, "You can't beat me. "

"What does it have to do with strength?" Fang Rong continued, "I have good skills, so I will definitely make you comfortable."

"Don't." (⁠"⁄), "It will tire Fang Rong. "

"Not tired or tired."

"I'm not tired and I won't help you." (⁄"⁄).

"why?"

"I don't know." Fang Hua answered naturally.

(ー△ー;), "Since you can't tell the reason, give me a shot."

"No." Fang Hua insisted.

This time is his last defense, and he will not let go.

Strange, this kid also knows morals?

In any case, if Fang Hua didn't give it, it would be useless even if Fang Rong's lips were worn out. It would be useless for him to beat Fang Hua with a strong force, and maybe he would be turned against by Fang Hua.

Fang Hua still looked innocent, "It's just the last two days, let's do something meaningful, shall we?"

"What's the point?"

"I'm fishing, and you enjoy the scenery." Fang Hua took out his fishing rod from the closet, "Fishing is the most interesting job in the world."

"Really?" I forgot that Fang Hua is a cat. How can people of different races fall in love?

This guy can't wait to eat fish, eat fish bones, drink fish soup, it will kill him.

"Let's go quickly." He had stretched out the fishing rod and poked it straight out of the window.

There was a little rain outside the house, the road was wet, and there was a pond at the door. Because there were not many fish-eating races, the fish in the river were almost flooded. Because of the rain, the water was sultry, so they all swam to the surface, exposing Open your mouth to breathe.

Fang Rong moved a rattan chair and followed him. Fang Hua went out with a bucket. Fishing may really be his hobby, but his skills are too poor. There are so many fish vying to eat, but he didn't catch any of them.

Either he pulled it too early, or he pulled it too late, and there was a cunning fish tangling his fishing line on the aquatic plants. This guy didn't feel anything at all, and sat on the bank helplessly, staring at the water surface.

He will not move if the fish floats, and it will be too late for anything when the fish floats.

Fang Rong shook his head, unable to do anything about his stupidity.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Fang Rong was holding an umbrella, lying on the recliner, swaying, watching Fang Hua make a fool of himself.

The umbrella he was holding was a beach umbrella, a big one, and Fang Hua couldn't cover it because he was sitting too low, so he held a small umbrella himself.

I don't know if it's because the wind is too strong or what's going on, but his umbrella always seems to be unable to open, shrunk into a bulge, and is blown crookedly by the wind from time to time, as if it is about to fall into the water.

Fang Hua held the fishing rod in one hand and pulled the umbrella in the other. Once the umbrella was out, the wind from outside would blow in, and a big flower bud would bulge. He couldn't hold it with one hand, and was almost dragged into the water.

The person has become a drowned chicken, and his face is covered with water.

Fang Hua was unwilling to give up the umbrella, and he was also unwilling to give up the fishing rod, so he was entangled there, in a dilemma.

Fang Rong threw a chicken bone over, "The umbrella is broken like this, why do you need it?"

Here I have to say that Fang Hua, a prodigal son, can't play well at anything. The umbrella was worn out by him after only two days of buying, and the clothes and shoes are basically worn out after two days of buying. Can no longer be worn.

Is this guy eating or wearing, using things so fiercely?

In fact, after thinking about it, I understand that Fang Hua doesn't love these things outside of him. No wonder.

Of course, it's been the last two days, Fang Rong didn't mean to blame him, but just reminiscing about the past, there is a place for memorabilia.

He opened the space and took out a bowl of salted peanuts from it. He usually likes to think about these random snacks when he is free. After all, the days in the forest are generally boring.

There are not only peanuts in the bowl, but also nuts such as chestnuts. He doesn't like to eat fried ones, but prefers boiled ones, which are not so dry. Fang Hua also likes them. It is rare for the two of them to get together.

Fang Rong peeled off a little bit and put it into Fang Hua's mouth with his supernatural power. He was so lazy that he didn't even think about getting up. After all, he wanted to be willful for the last two days.

He didn't know if Fang Huayu caught him, but he fell asleep after eating.

The autumn wind was cold and there was no sun. Fang Rong lay on the wicker chair with his eyes closed, instinctively crossing his arms.

Fang Hua saw it, and without hesitation dropped the fishing rod in his hand and ran over, turning into his original shape to shield Fang Rong from the wind.

The autumn wind was erratic, coming from the east and going from the west from time to time, he would change his position for a while, and he would not be able to settle down when he changed his position for a while.

Because of boredom, this guy simply rolled up the fishing rod with his tail and continued to catch it, but he still couldn't catch it. After all, fishing needs to be quiet and stable. He switched positions, so of course he couldn't catch it.

However, Fang Huaqi persisted, changing tricks, even sticking his head out to stare at the water when the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and snapping his paws to catch fish whenever there was any movement. Caught two up.

This guy is excited, his tail is gently wagging from side to side, like a puppy.

When Fang Rong woke up, he saw a drowned chicken lying on the surface of the water, its butt facing the pond, its tail stirring in the water, winking, wondering what bad things it was doing?

"What are you doing?" He lifted the quilt that he didn't know when he was covered, feeling warm in his heart.

Fang Hua's eyes lit up, and he ran over immediately, biting the bucket, and showed him today's results. There were two small fish with white bellies in it, only the size of a palm, and one had blood on his mouth, which should be Fished.

After a busy day, he brought up three fish, and he still gave me a very satisfied expression. Fang Rong couldn't help laughing at him.

"You're too useless, aren't you?"

Fang Hua pouted his lips and said nothing, flicked his tail, and suddenly a large string of water droplets covered Fang Rong's face.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about you." Fang Rong quickly changed the subject, "It's almost time to go back, I will cook fish for you."

Only then was Fang Hua satisfied.

Besides cooking, Fang Rong felt the need to ask him about other requests, "Anything else you want?"

Fang Hua shook his head, "As long as there is something meaningful."

"Well." Fang Rong knew that he wanted it again, and there was basically nothing interesting to him except that.

"Today I promise you." In the last two days, indulge yourself and satisfy Fang Hua, why not do it.

"Great." Fang Hua picked him up by the waist.

Fang Rong was taken aback, "Don't forget the rattan chair."

So Fang Hua hugged Fang Rong with one hand, as if holding a child, folded his legs, walked around his knees, exposed his buttocks, and faced others.

Fang Hua used this position once when Fang Rong was drunk, at that time Fang Rong was unconscious, so he didn't feel anything, but now he is awake, his face flushed instantly.

Fang Hua didn't care, he hugged him with one hand, and went home with the rattan chair in the other, threw Fang Rong on the bed, then pressed himself on it, stretched out his hands and hugged him tightly.

Hug him tightly.

Keep hugging, keep hugging, seem to want to hug for a lifetime.

"What are you doing?" Fang Rong finally couldn't help asking.

"Do something meaningful?" Fang Hua looked blank, "Isn't this something meaningful?"

"..."(=_=)

"What's wrong?" ⊙_⊙

"It's okay, you continue."

"Oh." ⊙ω⊙