Warning, too cute! [Quick Transmigration]

Liu Xiaoming crossed over, he wore the face of his own Erha, and traveled to a world of orcs. There are no humans in this world, and the supreme ruler will always be a feline orc, because an army of monster mice will invade the planet, and only the nemesis of mice, cats and cats, can save world!

Here comes **, he is still a student dog in this world.

So he has to study modern history.

WTF? !

Is there a mistake? !Time travel is already very pitiful, okay? !Still have to read!Crying angrily, it was obvious that in the previous life, it was hard to find a job, but one day I would return to the pre-liberation period.

The only joy of studying history is to understand the ups and downs of the sixteen catnip amateurs who appeared in modern times.

Holding the history book, Liu Xiaoming looked at the picture of Baitang in the textbook intoxicated. He only hated that you were born and I was not born. I was born and you are old. The male god Baitang has passed away for more than 300 years. Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoming felt colic in his heart .

In fact, when history books introduce historical figures, they are very serious and use rigorous words, but when it comes to Baitang, the style of painting changes suddenly, and it is so unscrupulous that it is like an unofficial history. The most jaw-dropping thing is that there is a whole page describing With Baitang's alluring appearance, there is also a scene of Baitang getting off the pumpkin cart on the wedding day.

At that moment, all the fireworks in the sky were dimmed.

There are many interesting things related to Baitang in history. The most interesting thing in the history books is that the garbage area polluted by monster mice was purified. At that time, all the people who looked at the sky swore that they saw There is a light from the far-off garbage area to the little snowball dessert shop.

Like a pure and flawless holy light.

But there is no instrument in this world that can capture the holy light in the sky.

It is said that this holy light appeared again when His Majesty Simpson passed away. At that time, the palace was in chaos. When the holy light dissipated, His Majesty Simpson and Baitang disappeared together, as if they had evaporated out of thin air.

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Simpson has turned into His Majesty Snowball who is about to melt, his silvery white hair has lost its luster, and his pale skin has lost its firmness. Simpson is sitting on a chair, quietly waiting for the egg tart Baitang made for him to arrive.

Orcs at his age are not suitable for eating sweets. In order to make Simpson quit desserts, Grandpa Su specially used Chi Cainan as an example. The snail was originally the orc with the most teeth in the world. The gums fell off, and Chi Cainan, who loves beauty, hurried to the hospital to have porcelain teeth. Who would have thought that the day before yesterday at Chi Zhen's wedding banquet, he was so happy and ate a lot of desserts, and then his porcelain teeth were glued off by the sugar.

Simpson understands the truth, but he is so old that he can't even taste what he wants to eat. Isn't half the fun of life lost?

So Simpson turned into a big white tiger, slowly rolled himself into a ball, moved to Baitang's side, and rubbed against Baitang's body coquettishly, a large pile of tiger hairs flew down from the air and floated to every part of the room. A corner adds a lot of difficulty to cleaning the room.

However, the culprit, His Majesty Simpson, has no sense of guilt at all. The older he gets, the thicker his skin becomes. At the age when he is about to die, he has already cultivated an iron wall.

It's just that he is old after all, and he can't turn over deftly to reveal his white and soft belly.

Simpson raised his head, his amber eyes silently stared at Baitang, at the empress whose face had not changed.

The years seem to have been taking care of Baitang, not taking away the slightest bit of brilliance from him, but spreading the elegance and nobility refined by time to his gestures and gestures.

In fact, Simpson has always felt that there are countless mysteries about Baitang, whether it is his ageless face or the holy light that fell from the sky on him when the garbage area was purified.

But... what does it matter?What's the big deal?As long as Baitang has him in his heart, everything is just floating clouds.

The bright sunlight shone on this person, and a snow-white hand protruded from the wide sleeve robe, with round fingertips and slender joints, like a white lotus blooming in the void, that hand landed on top of his head, with a cold smile The sound of Zhizhi spanned time and space, and rang in his ears: "There can only be one egg tart, no more."

Simpson raised his head, and his amber eyes looked at the young man in front of him quietly. The fine dust in the mud and light floated up and down in the air. Back to the day we first met.

At that time, he was walking on the stairs of the catnip castle, climbing up the steps step by step. The sweet and menacing scent came from the third floor, enveloping him layer by layer. The overly deceptive scent actually aroused desire and impulse At the same time, it will also awaken some childhood memories left in the depths of memory.

At that time, he was still a little Snowball, even if he was transformed into a human, the round tiger ears and fluffy tiger tail still existed. He beat his father, queen, and queen, and finally got permission to enter the catnip castle.

Catnip Castle, to him as a young boy, was like a blurred dream. He opened his arms and happily ran around the huge castle. In the green and resplendent castle, his smile was everywhere. Voice.

He stepped on the catnip barefoot, bouncing and walking, the soles of his feet felt itchy, so he flicked his tail and couldn't help curling his toes.

All the homework can be left behind, there is no empress mother to lecture him with a straight face, and there is no teacher Su's nagging persuasion, he is the only one in this world, and there is that ubiquitous fragrance.

His Majesty Xiao Xueqiu was finally tired from jumping, so he lay down among the catnip bushes. He groaned and rolled happily from time to time. The smell of catnip on the ground became stronger and stronger, so thick that if it had substance, it was like a layer of catnip. The billowing tulle covered his body, leading him into a magical and wonderful dream.

In the dream, there was a white-clothed, black-haired beauty, like a flower like a mist, who smiled at him through the clouds, and his heart was bursting with joy. At that time, he thought in his dream, I want him to be my empress.

After waking up from the dream, he couldn't remember anything. He scratched his head and thought about the appearance of the person in the dream, but he couldn't recall it anyway. Only when he indulged himself in the catnip castle could he dream of that person.

However, that day, the person in his dream came out of the dream, lying in the catnip bushes, and raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the sound.

This is a beauty that has never appeared in a dream.

Sometimes he feels that Baitang was born for him, and sometimes he feels that this world exists because of Baitang. If he can't meet Baitang, then his life doesn't seem to have much fun.

A person always has to exist for something, which can be belief, ideal, or simply because of the one he loves.

Before meeting Baitang, he would sometimes feel bored sitting on the throne, the wealth and power were in his hands, but he felt that everything was nothing more than that.

Maybe it was because he had a smooth journey and never encountered setbacks, so he didn't take anything seriously. In fact, when he thought about his life carefully, he was indeed the most envied winner in life, even if it was Lei Jie, because Bai Tang was by his side, He didn't lose a single hair, so he lived peacefully like this.

It's just that he has always felt that there is a mission in himself, that there is a force somewhere in the world that guides him to walk, and sometimes he hears an unknown voice in his heart, which is ethereal, distant, and contains countless regrets and expectations. The voice said—

My little monster, I want you to be favored by thousands of people, and you will be free all your life.

This may be the meaning of his existence. The moment he saw Baitang with his own eyes, he was so blessed to his heart. If a person must have a reason to exist, then his reason is to let the person in front of him be free from shock and suffering, and have no worries in this life. .

Simpson blinked his eyes, and let out a low whine to Baitang, "That's good, just one." His Majesty Simpson said pitifully.

Because there was no bargaining, the "sensible" His Majesty Simpson got Baitang's loving pat on the head. The big white tiger squinted his eyes and enjoyed Baitang's pat on the head. Then he lay down on the carpet and obediently waited for Baitang to come back from making egg tarts.

During this period, his adopted son, the heir to the throne, a lynx named Clinton came to visit, and Simpson had to change into a human form, and sat lazily on a chair to exchange a few words with the kitten.

When seeing the kitten drooling over the words "Egg Tarts made by Baitang himself", Simpson unceremoniously drove him away.

Nonsense, only he can eat the egg tarts made by Tangtang, not even the crown prince.

His Majesty Xueqiu, who was protecting the food, thought stingily.

Simpson waited patiently for the tart to arrive, his upper and lower eyelids fighting as if glued to his eyes.

Maybe it was because the afternoon sun was so comfortable that it made him drowsy. In order not to let himself fall asleep, Simpson took out his mobile phone, slowly clicked into the novel website, and clicked into Xiao Feige's column.

Sure enough, there is no update...

Xiao Feige is getting older now, from the monthly update a few years ago to the yearly update some time ago, to the current edge update.

I heard that these years of coding career have brought Xiao Feige a lot of occupational diseases, such as spondylosis, tenosynovitis, and chronic lumbar muscle strain... At the beginning, Xiao Feige often asked for leave for the reason of repeating old problems, and the number of words was updated rapidly. After falling down, I found a method of voice codewords, lying on the hospital bed, connected to the hospital's WIFI to start voice codewords.

The readers were moved to tears, and everyone cried and advised you not to work so hard, but to have a good rest.

Xiao Feige thought about it, and felt that everyone in the comment area was very reasonable. In addition, she was old and sick, and She Rao was reluctant to urge her to change, so Xiao Feige cut off the change with integrity and righteousness.

The readers in the comment area looked at each other, like fools who had been struck by lightning collectively.

Simpson resentfully cast thunder and commented on the whole process of spreading flowers, and changed the classification of this article from "lifetime" to "I live longer than the author".

Alas, it shouldn't be too early to drive Clinton away. You should tell Clinton that if he dies, remember to burn Xiao Feige's update to him.

Simpson was sad when he smelled the aroma of warm egg tarts.His light brown eyes lit up, and Simpson opened his mouth, shamelessly waiting to be fed.

It really is a familiar smell.The moment it entered his mouth, Simpson couldn't help but think so.

The sweetness of the collapsed mountains and rivers explodes on the tip of the tongue, and the Lingquan water develops the deliciousness of the egg tarts to the extreme. All taste buds are cheering for a feast of taste.

Simpson happily finished eating the egg tart, and said to Baitang, "Tangtang, I want to kiss you."

Baitang gave him a funny look, "Are you hungry for food and clothing?"

He shook his head, "I just wanted to kiss you suddenly." In fact, Simpson hadn't thought about bed affairs for a long time.

He has read a sentence before, longing to be young for a lifetime when making love, longing to grow old instantly when hugging.Until now, I understand this sentence more and more, cuddling with each other, hugging each other quietly, absorbing the warmth from him, is the happiest thing in this world.

At this moment, Baitang hugged him tenderly, touched the corners of his lips with his lips, the temperature belonging to Baitang ironed every corner of his heart smooth and clean.

"Is it sweet?" He hugged Baitang and asked softly.

He just ate the egg tart, it must be super sweet!The big white tiger in his heart raised his chest proudly.

Baitang laughed like coaxing a child: "Tiantian, you are the sweetest, Your Majesty Xiaotiantian."

Simpson smiled a little embarrassedly because of the title of His Majesty Britney. This smile was a bit difficult because his soul was no longer able to command this heavy body, "Tangtang, are you happy with me?"

"Happy." The other party replied without hesitation.

That's right, in this world, only His Majesty Xiao Tiantian, who is rich and has the right to gather wisdom and handsomeness all his life, can make Tangtang happy.The stinky and shameless Simpson thought arrogantly, the opposite of his bright heart were those eyes that were gradually dimming.

"Then are you happy?" The voice was so soft that it was inaudible.

"Happiness!" Baitang said decisively, "What are you thinking about..."

My little monster, I want you to be favored by thousands of people, and you will be free all your life.

His soul suddenly lightened, and a sense of lightness that he had completed his mission swept over him.

Baitang's voice gradually faded away, and the syllables seemed to be blurred by the afternoon sun.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and everything began to drift away from him. He felt that he had fallen into a blurred dream, just like lying in the catnip bushes when he was young, having a wonderful dream.

In the dream, the flowery and foggy beauty came out of the clouds, her ankle-length black hair fell like a waterfall on the white clothes, and her beautiful hands stretched out from the wide sleeves.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand,↓