Tourists banned from coveting married breeders

Jian Chen couldn't avoid it, so he followed Ye Siting's straightforward way of speaking: "They... want to see what the teacher's wife looks like."

"Um... teacher's wife?" Justin made a nasal sound of thinking and repeated, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It was that unconscious, half-smile expression.

Jian Chen felt his face getting hotter.

Unexpectedly, Justin fell silent for a while, slowly rubbed his ring finger with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I will go."

Jian Chen nodded, and suddenly felt his fingertips being licked.

When he lowered his head, he found Dundun sitting in his arms, huddled into a ball, with his head hanging down, sticking out his small tongue, pausing for a while, licking the warm fingers around his neck.

Jian Chen lifted the little guy up to the level of the screen, allowing Dundun to appear in full.

"Then... Dundun, goodbye to Dad."

Dundun was forced to raise his chubby head and looked at the light screen. In the picture was his father whom he had met once.

As if feeling familiar, Dundun called out softly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Ye Siting seemed to be a little stunned, his eyes closed slightly, and then he showed a look that Jian Chen didn't understand, and he said slowly: "Goodbye."

Communication ends.

It is rare for Jian Chen to have four days of vacation left. He decided to spend the first three days with Dundun, get married on the fourth day, and return to work on the fifth day.

...as if getting married was just a matter of chance.

The little panda is not walking smoothly now. If Jian Chen applauds and encourages him properly, he can walk about one and a half meters.

But Jian Chen also found that as a little panda, compared with other cubs of the same age, Dundun is not only able to cook, but also... very timid.

When the roommate closed the door, Dundun's legs trembled in fright.

The roommate sang and knocked over the milk pot while drinking milk.

The roommate quarreled with Jian Chen, and Dundun huddled beside Jian Chen, holding Jian Chen's calf with his two front paws, trembling.

In the end, it seemed that he got used to hugging his legs. When Jian Chen was cooking in the kitchen, when he lowered his head, he would see a lump of glutinous rice balls on his calf.

There is also its favorite little yellow duck at its feet.

Li Jin was very aggrieved by this: "I don't look fierce? It should just be timid. Last time you saw Justin, didn't you say that it didn't even bother to eat small bamboo cakes, so you just frightened it?"

"Dundun probably only clings to you."

Jian Chen thought about it, and it really made sense.

So, Jian Chen lay on the sofa, the chubby little panda stretched out its limbs, its head tilted to one side, lying on Jian Chen's chest, Jian Chen rested one hand on the back of his head, and the other supported his buttocks.

Thinking of Li Jin's words, Jian Chen suddenly became curious. Does Dundun really only cling to him because he knows that he is its guardian?

What a wonderful bond.

Jian Chen lowered his head, gently scratched the soft fur on the back of the cub's neck with his warm and clean fingers, and couldn't help but said, "Dundun, how do you know I'm you... little dad?"

No problem, Justin is the big daddy, after all, Justin is also big.

When Dundun heard Jian Chen's voice, he turned his head forward, replaced his chin on his chest, and stared at Jian Chen with round eyes, cute and dazed, but very focused.

"..." Jian Chen clutched his heart, wanting to die of cuteness.

His little panda seems to be full of love for him.

In order to prove that he is a guardian who keeps his word, Jian Chen fulfilled his promise and went to the supermarket to replenish the freshest ingredients the next day, and wanted to make a little bamboo cake for the little guy that he had wanted for a long time.

The few small bamboo leaves before were useless, and being hugged by the little panda and grinding their teeth, there was almost nothing left.

In fact, Jian Chen is also the first time to make panda snacks, so he doesn't have much experience.Before adopting Dundun, he followed some food channels, and one of the tags said 'Panda Plate'.

It's a pity that the content of the panda section is very scarce. First, ordinary citizens have no chance to raise pandas. Second, professional breeders seldom share the process of making delicious food for national treasures. How to 'eat' the process.

Only a few chefs and panda lovers will share some panda food tutorials.

But since there were no pandas to taste, the delicious food was placed there alone, which caused the audience to lose interest and quit the live broadcast room one after another.

When Jian Chen didn't know that he could adopt Dundun, he liked to watch these, so much so that he was familiar with many food tutorials by heart, and he just had to practice.

Now...seems like a good opportunity?

Being an anchor in the channel and showing how to do it by yourself, not only can you communicate with your colleagues, but you might even meet the great gods for guidance!

Jian Chen no longer hesitated, entered the channel, noticed a striking "breeder challenge" button, and clicked it.

Afterwards, the card slot in the watch clicked lightly, and a small silver ball flew out of the watch body with mechanical wings.

The volume is small, but 360 degrees reflect the exquisite photography mirror.

This is a commonly used live broadcast device in this era. It is very light and can fly around the host flexibly without operation, and shoot the most precious and wonderful images.

At the same time, it has the characteristics of sensing smell and taste. After collection, it will be processed and combined into the most similar look and feel, and given back to the audience.

Dundun didn't seem to be afraid of the little ball, Jian Chen heaved a sigh of relief, after all it was smaller than Dundun, the little bear waved its claws to demonstrate, and the little ball quickly dodged and flew over Jian Chen.

So, the countdown to the live broadcast began - 3, 2, 1,

Start.

The light screen reflected Jian Chen's profile. In front of him was a clean kitchen with all the tableware, a small pot, and a cutting board. The first thing that came into the mirror was a pair of slender and beautiful hands.

The live broadcast room was silent, and the number of viewers slowly changed from 0 to 1.

Jian Chen put on an apron, and didn't pay attention to the live broadcast, because he knew that this channel was as cold as the North Pole, and besides, no one would be free enough to click here to watch the live broadcast in the early morning of weekdays.

He poured out a can of milk powder, rinsed it with filtered water and stirred it, then poured it into a small pot and boiled it slowly. After a while, the aroma of milk soon spread in the kitchen.

A message popped out slowly from the barrage:

——I'm crazy about pandas: [What kind of peerless beauty is this. 】

——I'm crazy about pandas: [Can the ball of light go up a little bit?I'm so curious about the host's face QAQ]

The shooting angle of the photosphere will meet the requirements of the audience within a certain limit, so the camera slowly moves up.

Jian Chen's face appeared on the screen.

The glutinous rice balls smelled the smell of milk at this moment, and they rubbed Jian Chen's trousers eagerly, calling in a low voice, as if they were asking: Are you alright?

After adding an extra leg pendant, Jian Chen changed from walking to shifting every time, for fear of stepping on the little panda, he put the bamboo leaves prepared in advance on the table, washed them clean, and the surface was only covered with clear dew .

Jian Chen remembered, should he introduce himself?

When looking at the light screen, the number of viewers has changed from 1 to 6.

Jian Chen was a little surprised, and at the same time a little suspicious that the platform was helping the poor, and the tap water was sent to pay attention.

But he still spoke slowly, with a shy smile on his face, as if he was not used to live broadcasting.The voice was very gentle, like a stream of flowing water: "Hello everyone, I am trying to make a bowl of bamboo cakes that pandas love to eat. I usually dive a lot. This is the first time I have made it."

"If there is any problem, please correct me, I will try my best to correct it."

……

The barrage starts updating instantly.

——Riding a panda up a tree: [Oops, it feels like being hit in the heart. 】

——Snatch all the dark circles under the panda's eyes: [It's only been 2 minutes since I came in, and the anchor blushed, and I blushed too. 】

——I am crazy about pandas: [I declare, this is my wife ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! /]

Jian Chen thought that there would be a like-minded person, but he didn't expect that the message on the light screen would be like this. His fingers were a little stiff, and he didn't know how to respond, so he had to look away, trying to change the subject:

"My cub's name is Dundun."

"Age is one month... and two days."

"Hobbies are hugging my legs and toy ducklings."

Jian Chen didn't say anything about Dun Dun's timidity, after all, the little panda also needs a little face.

Jian Chen took a bowl of rounded bowls from the cabinet shelf, so that the bear's overly round head could eat happily. He scooped out a bowl of hot milk from the small pot and filled it to half of the small pot. .

Dundun yelled twice.

Feeling wronged and anxious, Jian Chen comforted softly: "Wait, it's a little hot now, so I can't drink it yet."

It seems to be an unexpected picture, and the barrage pops up:

——I asked the panda to grow bamboo: [Who is the anchor talking to?Is it your own cub?already married? ? 】

——Riding a panda up a tree: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my heart is broken]

——Who wants to be a national treasure: [I just saw that the anchor is using milk powder specially designed for pandas, is it for human cubs?What do you think? 】

A questioning barrage popped up, which was very eye-catching in the light screen.

At this time, the voice of praising the anchor before gradually sank.

This is indeed a very serious question.

——Who wants to be a national treasure: [Anchor, why don't you speak? 】

——Who wants to be a national treasure: [I like pandas too much, right?Does that count as child abuse?I'm going to call the police. 】

At this time, Jian Chen moved his feet because of pouring milk, and accidentally stepped on Dundun's favorite little yellow duck, making a squeaking noise.

Dundun lay on the ground, seeing the miserable condition of the little yellow duck, the whole bear was stunned.

"Sorry sorry."

Jian Chen bent down, comforting Dundun with some guilt.

The audience on the light screen thought that the young man was talking to the live broadcast room.

Who wants to be a national treasure: [Sorry, is it useful?I'm on the phone! 】

"It's my fault for not paying attention, I'll wipe it off later, okay?"

Studio:?

The host seemed...not talking to them.

The young man's voice was very gentle, like fingertips lightly touching the keys of a piano, light and soft, making one unable to resist silence, and then calm down, no matter how angry he was, his anger would not disappear.

The light ball is very smart. As the live broadcast bends down, its camera image also moves down. Then, a round dumpling of glutinous rice balls enters the mirror.

Looking at the silhouette, it doesn't look like a human cub.

First off, human pups don't have such dark dark circles.

Second, human pups are less round and less hairy.

At last……

That's a soft panda cub! ! !

The barrage fell into an unprecedented full-scale boiling!

——Can pandas know kung fu: [A real panda cub? ! ! !I'm so stupid, this is the first real panda on the Panda Food Channel! ! ! 】

——Snatching all the dark circles under the panda's eyes: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the host marry me]

——Who gave me a few panda head expression packs: [The poker hooligan. 】

——I'm crazy about my wife: [To adopt a panda cub, you must first marry a gay man. Does the anchor really have a lover?Woooooo I don't believe it, he didn't wear a ring. 】

Someone discovered that this was the 'I'm crazy about pandas' just now.

——Is the panda's tail black and white? :[! !This lineup is amazing, little beauties paired with panda cubs, let alone making small bamboo cakes, I can watch them eating melon seeds all day long! 】

In the blink of an eye, the number of live broadcasters has changed from 6 to 392.

And the numbers keep rising.

The author has something to say:

Dundun: Dad didn't wear a ring why, dad should reflect on it.

Justin (picking up the little panda): I'm not even allowed to play, how can I wear it?