Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

Fortunately, Jiang Miao didn't know what the shit-shoveling officer was thinking, so he could continue to meow happily.

After the rice dumpling mutated, not only did its body size skyrocket like that of a steamed bun, but its strength, endurance, and speed all improved significantly, and it has maintained a high-speed growth so far.

So, Jiang Miao rolled Mao Tuanzi, and Mi Tuanzi was still "gnawing, gnawing" running hard.

Zuo Tianlang estimated the time, hugged Xiao Aoao and sat down on the floral beanbag couch that came from nowhere, and put the limp little guy on his lap.

He casually took out a semi-old hard-bound book from the side, opened it to the place where he read it last time, and took out the exquisite Xiao Ao Ao rolling bookmark.

Zuo Tianlang, who was pretending to be dead while masturbating his strength for a while, looked at Jiang Miao's dizzy Yuan Wenshu.

Mi Tuanzi, who was struggling alone, had tears in his eyes.

Every time the silly tiger cub pretended to be dead and rested, it was exhausted like a dog, and the left big devil knocked on the level and was eccentric.

Obviously the little lion is strong, cute, and caring, so why does the big devil Mi only pet the silly tiger cub and not others.

The Great Demon King of the Left is making trouble for no reason, and he refuses to accept it, chirping~~

Mi Tuanzi, who was so angry in his heart, turned his grief and anger into strength, and danced his claws quickly, determined not to follow in Xiaoaoao's footsteps.

Mi Tuanzi doesn't want to pretend to be dead and rest?

No, no, no!

When the rice dumpling is knocked on the level, it wants to soften its claws and roll into a hairy dumpling to rest.

But painful experience tells it that warming up is the most, happiest, and happiest training, and the waste in the head of the left big devil is not the scariest, only scarier.

Ten minutes later, that is, No. 301 minutes after the running wheel started to rotate.

Zuo Tianlang put the bookmark into the book, picked up Xiao Aoao who was snoring unknowingly, and walked towards Mi Tuanzi who was running hard.

The moment Jiang Miao, who was dreaming sweet dreams, was suddenly woken up by Zuo Tianlang.

"Aww~~~"

The four fat claws kicked, kicked, kicked in the air, and the small body twisted out of the rolling waves of flesh. Jiang Miao screamed miserable "Aww", trying to wake up the conscience of the big bastard left.

Mr. Zuo said, I am the master of my refuge, and I decide the public morals.

The iron-hearted Zuo Damo easily suppressed the struggling little Aoao, rolled it into a ball, grasped it in the palm of his hand, kneaded it, pressed it, and enjoyed the super fluffy, soft and warm feeling.

Mi Tuanzi, who was running hard, looked at the Zuo Damo Wang who was approaching step by step, feeling extremely desperate in his heart.

Even though it still had strength, the fleshy claws weakened, and soon, like its fellow sufferers, it was rolled into a fur ball by the rotating running wheels.

This time Zuo Tianlang didn't deliberately toss the rice balls, he directly turned off the running wheel, the little lion was a little dizzy, but at least he was able to stand up shaking his legs, and didn't directly collapse into a meow pancake.

The cubs who have completed the exercise are always treated more favorably than the cubs who have not completed the exercise.

He doesn't feel that he is biased at all, and regardless of whether Xiao Shiji wants to take a break like Xiao Aoao, Zuo Tianlang uses his own standard as a distinction to treat the qualitative.

After warming up, the following is a series of extreme physical training carefully designed by Zuo Tianlang for the two cubs.

Father Zhuang and Geng Zisan discussed the adjustment of the ratio, and planned to return to the planting area to open a small new experimental field. When they passed the second basement floor, Geng Zisan couldn't hold back his curiosity, and went to the door of Ai's training room, looking in through the glass. look.

Xiao Aoao and Mi Tuanzi were locked in an iron fence with an area of ​​about ten square meters. Zuo Tianlang stood outside the cage, holding an air gun that was very popular in the late 90s, and fired small steel balls at the two Mao Tuanzi.

The air gun has obviously been remodeled, the firing frequency is so fast, and Zuo Tianlang's marksmanship is accurate.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

Either don't shoot | shoot, just shoot | shoot, there are no false shots.

The two cute and furry yelled "Aoao" after being beaten, how pitiful they looked.

In his heart he was slandering Zuo Tianlang as a pervert who abused cats, but the master suddenly turned around and gave Geng Zisan a meaningful look.

Geng Zisan was seen covered in white sweat, and retreated a few steps.

"Fu Geng, what's the matter with you?" Father Zhuang asked suspiciously.

"No, it's okay." Gengzi came to Zhuang's father in twos and threes, pushed his father and said as he walked, "Dad, hurry up, didn't you say you want to get results quickly."

"You kid, really. You're wasting time by yourself, so you're urging me, Cheng, Cheng, hurry up, don't push."

Father Zhuang had nothing to do with the frizzy Geng Zi San.

His kid was careless when he was young, so he only took some temper in the past two or three years in the last days.

After leaving the martial arts survival base, his nature seems to have returned.

Father Zhuang shook his head, following Geng Zisan's strength, he quickened his pace.

Jiang Miao and Mi Tuanzi were restrained by Zuo Tianlang for two hours before they dragged their tails out of the training room.

Thinking about the two hours of ability training after dinner, depression almost spewed out from every pore.

After being fucked hard, the two furries who were always at odds lost their energy to fight each other, and it was rare that they walked together in harmony without making noise.

Walking to the stairs leading to the living area, the eyes of the two cubs were full of vicissitudes.

This kind of stairs, in normal times, can be finished by running casually.

But now, the claws are shaking just standing there, how do I get up there?

Miaosheng is so desperate, it's better for a thunderbolt to knock the master back and become a human being!

It may be that after crossing, he scolded the old man a little too much, and the old man didn't like it very much. Even though Jiang Miao shouted countless times in his heart, the old man still refused to pay attention to it.

Therefore, Jiang Miao, who was 80 meters underground, could not wait for the divine thunder that he was thinking about, so he could only climb the stairs obediently.

Shaking his two short legs, he climbed up the stairs with his front paws.

Jiang Miao held his breath, and using all four claws together, he finally climbed up the first step with all his strength.

The movements were so clumsy that during the process, several bruises left by the training were pressed, and Jiang Miao "Mimimi" was in pain.

After finally taking a break to catch his breath, Jiang Miao raised his head, feeling even more depressed.

It is an indisputable fact that Mi Tuanzi has a better physique than Jiang Miao.

Although Jiang Miao's rest time was several times longer than that of Mi Tuanzi during the training, Mi Tuanzi, who was equally tired, was still much better than Jiang Miao.

No, Jiang Miao has only climbed one step, and Mi Tuanzi has already climbed eight or nine steps.

Meow is better than meow, meow is so mad!

Duanzi, you are just meowing with no loyalty, see if you cry next time, will the Lord comfort you?

Jiang Miao gave the rice dumpling a middle finger in his heart before continuing its great cause of climbing stairs.

Climbing stopped and stopped, and when he finally climbed halfway, Jiang Miao's claws slipped, and his small body fell down after climbing halfway, eating a heavy buttocks and squatting.

Before Jiang Miao could cry out in pain, his chubby little body followed the fall, rolled upside down, and then rolled to the bottom out of control.

Sitting up dazed, Jiang Miao stared blankly at the stairs, his big amber eyes quickly clouded with mist.

Not wanting to look too ugly, Jiang Miao raised his head, not wanting to let Jin Doudou fall.

When the eyes were not so sore, he blinked and got up.

Jiang Miao turned his head to look at the training room, then looked up at the stairs, and rubbed his belly with his claws.

I thought to myself, dinner is coming soon, if the master doesn't show up, the bastard Zuo will definitely come to look for him in a hurry, so that he doesn't have to climb the stairs by himself, perfect.

After making a decision, Jiang Miao took two steps towards the training room, and the claws that stepped out stopped in mid-air.

No, no, if this is the case, the big bastard Zuo will definitely say "Master" when he finds him, and he may even use the excuse of "poor physical strength" to give him extra training.

I don't want to be a bastard training, I'm a professional, and I exercise according to the plan every day.

Selectively ignoring the fact that continuing to use the gym is not practical for me who has become a meow. Jiang Miao confidently labels himself an expert and Zuo Tianlang a layman.

And confidently believe that it is not necessary for laymen to guide experts.

In order not to let Zuo Dalai Lai continue to bully the weak and train himself indiscriminately, Jiang Miao decided to give a profound lesson to the shit-shoveling officer who does not speak martial arts.

I not only want the big bastard left to pick it up, but also make it difficult for him to pick it up, so I want to hide!

Thinking of this, Jiang Miao turned around, walked on his short legs, twisted in an "S" shape, and disappeared after a short while.

Zuo Tianlang changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom, just in time to see Mi Tuanzi climbing up the last step of the stairs, sticking out his tongue, sprawled on the ground with his limbs spread out.

The limp appearance made him very eager to step up and step on it.

The dumpling is coming up, Xiao Aoao should be there soon.

Today's practice is a bit ruthless, I have to get some delicious food for the little ones, and comfort them.

Zuo Tianlang, who was thinking in his heart, walked into the kitchen, and Zhuang's father and mother who were cooking saw him, and respectfully called Mr. Zuo.

Zuo Tianlang waved his hand, signaling them to be free.

After living together for a period of time, not to mention Zuo Tianlang's character, but some behavioral styles, everyone has a certainty in their minds.

Knowing that Zuo Tianlang is really not a person who cares about superiority and formality.

So he was not polite to him and continued with his actions.

The dinner was almost done, and with the steaming meat, Zhuang's mother dared to talk to Zuo Tianlang.

"Is Mr. Zuo going to make meat sauce for Xiao Aoao and Tuanzi?"

Zuo Tianlang's meat sauce is very delicious, but he usually only cooks it for Jiang Miao. After arranging two small things for training, he added a rice dumpling, which is almost impossible for others to eat.

"Don't make meat sauce today, make them something fresh to eat."

Zhuang's mother heard the words and said with a smile: "It seems that the little ones have a good time again. Mr. Zuo, you are really capable. My Geng is not good at cooking."

While talking, Mother Zhuang condensed clear water, filled a jar, and put it on the cooking table for Zuo Tianlang to take.

This is the result of Zuo Tianlang's experiment. Zhuang's mother awakened the water ability, and when her asthma was also awakened into a mutant, it healed itself with the drastic changes in her body.

Zuo Tianlang, who was hailed by his brothers as the king of dark cooking, accepted Zhuang's mother's praise with peace of mind.

Since getting the substance conversion skill, Zuo Tianlang can convert the food into a peerless delicacy even if it is roasted into charcoal.

Cooking or something is a piece of cake, without any guilt.

Zuo Tianlang cooks as fast as ever, one big and one small, and Zuo Tianlang puts two cute meow-shaped meat aspics in two beautiful glass dishes.

Make fingernail-sized pieces of meat, roughly divide them according to the food intake of Xiao Aoao and Mi Tuanzi, and put them into the food bowls of the little ones.

When you're done, Zuo Tianlang picked up the food bowl, walked out of the kitchen, and scanned the entire living room once and again.

One, two, three, one, two, three...

Why is one missing?

"Where's Xiao Aoao?"

Asked Zuo Tianlang who couldn't find his own milk cub.

(To be continued)

The author has something to say:

Mi Tuanzi: He is strong, cute, and caring, so why does the Demon King Mi only favor silly tiger cubs and not QAQ?

Jiang Miaomiao: Green tea little lion, don't even think about shaking the Lord's position in the palace. (The little chin is raised high, groaning~~)

Zuo Dad smiled: So Xiao Aoao likes to be loved by me so much, I will definitely love Xiao Aoao even more.

Jiang Miaomiao: Is there something wrong with QAQ? ? ?

Rice dumpling: Heh~ slag~

谢谢小天使们哒支持，大猫充电满满~~感谢在2020-12-1218:12:47~2020-12-1316:38:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 meows; 1 hey hey hey hey;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!