Cow Cat's Dinosaur Ranch

Gong Simao made stewed chicken for Huang Ji, and gave the rest of the down to Caesar.

He used very rough craftsmanship to make a down coat for his Mao Mao Guo, and shared the stewed chicken with Huang Ji by the way.

The cow cat was eating the tender grilled fish fillet, and was puzzled by the two big cats who were eating lo mei like biscuits, but said nothing.

The little friend cat doesn't understand the world of adult cats, so it's better to watch his cat fruit wine if he has this world.

He looked at the two adult cats warming around the stove, with a plate of lo mei in the middle, and nodded: yes, there was a shortage of wine.

The taste of Mao Mao Guo is not good, it is sour and astringent, but the sugar content is actually high, and it is a high-quality wine-making fruit.

In addition to brewing cat cat fruit directly, it can also be soaked in high-alcohol wine.

The rich cow cat is not bad for cat cat fruit, I have tried both ways, and now I can drink it.

He didn't know what the two adult cats were playing with, but now there were only three cats in the entire planet, so there was no need for it.

The big lion saw that the cow cat ran away, and pulled the plate with braised meat in front of him: "Birdman is conducting biological experiments on you, that's for sure. You don't have anything to say?"

Tropical lions are not very adapted to the cold plateau climate, and occupy the side closest to the stove alone.

"What do you need to express? When you send an official letter, at most you will be severely condemned. Can the Tiandu Federation control the gull family or the corvid family?" Huang Yan ignored his petty gesture and asked the robot to take a new one for him. Come over.

The meat and bones that are too tough for kittens are just right for Huang Ji and Kaiser. The right chewiness allows them to chew twice more and savor carefully.

"That's not what you said. Who knows whether this kind of research is done by Ouke himself, or by their federal government?" The big lion gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, "The federal government of Tiandu looked at the weak Haw Yes, it’s broken in the bones. Anyway, I don’t think the bandits of Ouke can do it. It wasn’t done by the federal government, but they also took the lead.”

The white tiger felt that the stove was too hot, so he backed away for a while, and gave him a blank look: "Do you need to tell me?"

He was not uninjured on the battlefield.

The blood or other biological data that the Tiandu Federation wants to obtain is not easy, but it is not impossible.

The ability is too unpredictable, it is completely impossible to copy another Huang Ji.But it is not difficult to cultivate some experimental materials.

Those sent back by Jin Qiangsen are obviously failures, but I don't know where the progress of the experiment at Tiandu Federation is.

Caesar looked at the white tiger, which had recovered to almost the same size as before, and ate a chicken wing angrily: "After Simao's ability stabilizes, you should change shifts with Jin Qiangsen, right?"

The white tiger in front of him is no longer the white tiger [-] in the past, but the updated version [-].

Although the icon is still the same as before, the performance in all aspects has been greatly improved, and it is no longer the hell mode of the past, and has directly evolved into the abyss.

The group of thieves in the Tiandu Federation will obviously suffer a lot if they do things according to the standards of the white tigers in the past.

He had already begun to look forward to such a picture!

Huang Qiao turned over lazily: "Let's talk about it. I think Jin Qiangsen is having a good time."

What's his hurry?

Si Mao's abilities are initially stable, at least until he becomes an adult, right?

Si Mao's first thing as an adult must be to marry him, right?

The two of them get married, which represents the power of the two big families, and must go through a new stage. Is it the minimum to communicate with each other in all aspects?

Such a rough calculation would take at least half a year.

At this time, Simao's abilities are at most stable, and can be taken out for honeymoon.

Honeymoon, maybe you can hatch a cat's egg... No, cats don't lay eggs, so you can't be distracted by stinky cats.

There are a lot of accounts in his small notebook, and it is conservatively estimated that Smelly Maomao can't finish it in a year.

After one and a half years have passed, they can go to the heel galaxy first, let Kitty Mao actually use the power to improve the living conditions in the frontier area.

The border area of ​​the Pacific galaxy contains many galaxies.

Gong Simao went to get the wine in person, and found that his big tiger's eyes were blurred, and asked the big lion: "Uncle Caesar?" There is only fruit tea to relieve tiredness, why does it seem to be drunk?

Caesar rolled his eyes: "He's dreaming, don't pay attention to him. What good things did you bring?" He baked it too hot and switched to another side.

Gong Simao poured wine for them: "The brewed one has a low concentration. The brewed one has a high concentration, so drink less."

Caesar didn't take it seriously: "Wine is of no use to supernatural beings, it's just a taste."

Gong Simao was very curious, and was pulled by the white tiger's paws, and fell directly in front of the white tiger's belly. He was hugged firmly by the tiger who had been married for the second anniversary in his dream, and turned around and asked, "Yu, which one do you want to drink first?"

Huang Ji...want to drink kittens...

The white tiger smacked his mouth: "Drink the brew first."

The brewed wine is light green, and after being poured into the glass, there is a little pink, which looks more like the color of the fruit when it is green, very girlish.

Caesar looked at it and said: "Just for this color, Evelyn must like it. Do you have more? Bring me two bottles later."

The wedding has been in preparation for a century, and the pseudo-single people who still haven't gotten married have a sweet and sour daily life.

"As long as you like it. I asked Niu Niu to prepare it and put it on your spaceship." The quantity of Maomao fruit wine is really not much, but it is still possible to even out two bottles.

He sniffed the beautiful fruit wine with his nose, but was taken away by Huang Ji, who suddenly turned into a human form: "Underage kittens are not allowed to drink."

"Hey~ Didn't it mean that wine is useless to supernatural beings? I'll just drink a little, what's the matter?" Gong Simao didn't even think about drinking it, but as a wine maker, he wanted to know the taste of his own wine.

Huang Yan smiled and ate braised meat with wine.

Gong Simao, who couldn't catch a drink, simply made a small barbecue for them.

Adult big cats have a bit of a rough taste.Free-range chicken with hard meat, which he didn't like, became their favorite.

The cow butler had foreseen the delivery of all kinds of fresh ingredients ordered, so that the little cat also had a favorite seafood barbecue.

The cow cat, which has already recovered its combat effectiveness, is enough to eat a few lions down.

The lion whose head hair is almost made to cook in the stove is already snoring loudly, and the cow cat has just rounded its belly: "This is life, chummy~"

Huang Qiao, who had been holding Gong Simao all the time, suddenly chuckled, and held up Gong Simao who had turned into a beast: "Si Mao."

The cow cat was sprayed with alcohol, its paws were hanging down, its eyes were round, and it seemed that Huang Ji hadn't made a sound for a long time.

He twisted his tail and subconsciously looked at his peach-eyed young man.

The young man only had a little red at the end of his eyes, making him look even more attractive.

"Cat ouch~" Cool love!Hide!Only he can see such an attractive brain axe!

Huang Ji's hand was quite steady, and it wasn't affected at all. He paused for about half a minute, then changed his position and put him on his shoulder, turned his head and rubbed his face with him: "Don't worry about the child, he's already that big, able to live independently."

"Cat?" What child?

The cow cat raised its paw, touched Huang Ji's forehead subconsciously, then leaned over and sniffed his mouth: Hey!A smell of alcohol.

This is drunk?Didn't it mean that wine is useless to supernatural beings?

Then he watched Huang Qiao pour out a few cat cat fruits from the brewing wine bottle, and showed him one by one, counting "one two three five" and "one two three seven" back and forth several times with difficulty , each time is different.

In the end, he could only give up, pushed one of the fruits to the side of the other two, and said, "The youngest is still a little young, but he is already very sensible. Let the eldest and the second help to carry it. We can't delay our wedding anniversary." , anyway, it’s only been half a year, so there won’t be any problems at home, huh?”

Why do wedding anniversaries take half a year a day?

The cow cat turned to look at the cups and plates that had been cleaned up by the cleaning robot: "梼梼?"

Huang Qiao showed a particularly gentle smile, and kissed the cow cat's hairy face: "I just like it when you call me Zhuo. Well, I also like that you call me husband."

He suddenly stood up, hugged the cow cat and went straight back to the room, pressed the cat on the bed, kissed the belly, then kissed the paw: "My majesty... huh? Haven't taken a bath yet?"

Gan!

The peach blossoms in the cow cat's head were all wiped out by the word bath, and he struggled to escape quickly: "I've washed it, I've washed it!"

Huang Yan was obviously drunk, but he was very sober in this regard. He squeezed his paw, pointed to a grayish fur and said, "Your Majesty is talking nonsense, look, it hasn't been washed clean yet."

When Huang Qiao woke up the next day, he had no headache, but had varying degrees of pain in his arms, chest, and legs.

Upon inspection, it was all cat paw prints.

He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, not understanding how he provoked the stinky cat, and was going to be taught like this.

The bad cat is still not on the bed with him, maybe he has already gone to accompany the group of inexplicable chickens.

"Tsk."

He went to the bathroom with bare feet to wash, his eyes fell on a decorative cat fruit tree inside, and the memory of last night poured into his brain like a bucket of cold water.

"Aww..." He hummed in a low voice, unable to believe that he lost his composure last night.

Obviously wine is just an ordinary drink to the supernatural being, how could he get drunk?

What's wrong with being drunk, but choosing to take a bath with your four hairs pressed down?

He sighed, even if it was a kiss or a lick?

He knelt down and poked an immature cat and cat fruit: "You are too powerful for supernatural powers, aren't you?"

It was not the wine that made him drunk, but the ingredients of Mao Mao Guo.

At some point, the cow cat stood at the door of the bathroom with half of his face showing, and said, "That's your little son, don't poke it."

The author has something to say:

Brain Axe (//▽//): Sweet with kittens.

Brain Axe (//▽//): Love with kittens and cats.

Brain Axe (//▽//): With kitty cat...

Daxiji (;￢д￢): Wake up, you are not married like me.