Tourists banned from coveting married breeders

Jian Chen didn't expect that he just picked up the little yellow duck for Dundun, wiped it carefully with a clean cloth soaked in water, and handed it to the little panda, but the live broadcast room was already fried.

Dundun stopped howling, and slowly wrapped the little yellow duck into his arms, as quiet as a bear, very easy to coax.

Jian Chen glanced at the light screen in surprise, bullet screens followed one after another, the naked eye could see that he was overwhelmed, and the number of live broadcasts was still increasing.

It seems that Dundun's charm is overwhelming.

Jian Chen is very proud of being the head of the family, and at the same time selectively answered some questions:

"It's a real panda."

"Well, I have a lover."

"There is no ring because it is not yet the wedding."

"Panda poop doesn't smell bad, but it's not something you can smell all the time..."

When there were more and more bullet screens, Jian Chen was dumbfounded. The intention of his live broadcast was not to launch a panda knowledge quiz, nor to cooperate with the audience to conduct a random population check on marital status, but to be a master to teach him how to make small bamboo cakes.

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Jian Chen thought again and again, and decided to make small bamboo cakes first.

Jian Chen put the freshly washed bamboo leaves into the boiled water. Not long after, a faint astringent fragrance filled the kitchen, just like the tea in classical paintings, it is refreshing and refreshing.

The little panda raised its head, it sniffed lightly, and let out a cry.

Jian Chen fished out the bamboo leaves and placed them on a clean cutting board. He held the knife and cut the leaves into thin pieces with a slight angle. Intensified.

——I'm crazy about my wife: [It smells so good. 】

——Can pandas akimbo: [Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo this I'm already sitting in the bamboo forest and playing the piano. 】

——Whether pandas know kung fu: [I have always wanted to raise a panda, but now my wish has changed. I want to become a panda and be raised by the anchor. 】

……

"The cut bamboo leaves should be kept for later use and let cool at the same time."

While talking about the steps, Jian Chen also reminded himself: "Then you can knead the dough."

The glutinous rice flour prepared earlier came in handy at this time. Instead of adding pure water and kneading it into dough as usual, Jian Chen added a little freshly boiled baby milk, so that the taste would be more dense and mellow.

Bamboo leaves are now ready.

Dundun finished drinking the milk at this time, followed the scent, climbed to the edge of the cool bamboo leaves, and tried to reach out with his claws.

Jian Chen was afraid that it would fall, so he picked up the glutinous rice balls, and Dundun's two front paws took the opportunity to quickly hug Jian Chen's neck, and crossed his legs.

The whole bear was hung on Jian Chen's shoulder.

Hey!I haven't given up yet.

Jian Chen touched the little panda's butt worriedly, and found that it was not moving at all, and gradually gave up the idea of ​​putting the little one down.

It seems that the panda's tree-climbing skills are really not covered, and human shoulders can also be as stable as Mount Tai.

Jian Chen rubbed the soft hair on the top of Dundun's head to show comfort, and said softly: "Don't worry, it will be soon."

In the live broadcast room, one after another sighed with emotion——

——Riding a panda up a tree: [For a while, I don't know whether to envy the owner or the panda. 】

——Do pandas know kung fu? [Ah, ah, this little dumpling is really clingy to Dad, envious of ing]

——I'm crazy about my wife: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, 】

——The panda is my son: [cough, srds, the title warning upstairs. 】

Jian Chen tilted his neck slightly so that the little panda could stabilize his feet more firmly. He put the bamboo leaves into the grinding bowl, picked up the stone stick, and began to grind evenly.

The dark green bamboo leaves are gradually rendered, and the rich color soaks the bottom of the bowl.

... The snacks were crushed by Dad!

Dundun was in a place where Jian Chen couldn't see, his round and blank eyes showed a look of shock.

"If it's for panda cubs, add a paste before the dough is steamed. This will make the bamboo cake more like pudding."

Jian Chen slowly added the bamboo leaves that were grinded into fine ink into the half-rare silk boiled dough, and stirred slowly. Soon, the not too strong milk fragrance and the astringent bamboo leaf fragrance mixed, exuding a soothing aroma. light fragrance.

That kind of comfort relaxes almost all the senses and cells in the body.

The bullet screens all exclaimed:

【So comfortable. 】

【This scent!I can understand why pandas like to eat bamboo. 】

【Looking forward to the finished product! ! 】

The barrage has gradually returned to normal from the wild horse just now. The audience is really attracted by the food and atmosphere, and the live broadcast room is more warm and harmonious than ever before.

Jian Chen smiled: "My Zai Zai liked the little bamboo cake made by the chef last time. I wonder if I can satisfy him this time."

Dundun raised his head, as if he was staring at the freshly baked bamboo cake in the pot, his eyes seemed to be bright.

After officially out of the pot, the fragrant bamboo cake was served in a special small bowl.

After the temperature was suitable, Jian Chen hesitated, what to do with the extra small bamboo cakes.

Unexpectedly, the light ball moved down quickly, stretched out the sterile mechanical hand, quickly dug a spoonful from the small bamboo cake, and sent it to the central processing unit.

Jian Chen: "..."

Why was it sampled all of a sudden.

Are you sure the audience really wants to eat it.

Unexpectedly, the live broadcast room quickly began to give enthusiastic feedback on food tasting:

——Who gave me some panda head expression packs: [It's so delicious! ! ! 】

——Snatch the dark circles under the panda's eyes: [The sweetness is not very greasy, on the contrary it is a kind of light, the taste is just right. 】

——Pudding Panda chooses one: [Wuwu smells so good, a pudding fanatic said that the pudding in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance. 】

——Rational Panda: [Family, I checked just now, and the configuration of panda milk powder does not conflict with human diet, but the nutritional content is different. 】

——Rational Panda: [Without investigation, there is no right to speak. 】

——Riding a panda up a tree: [Huh?Who said just now that you have to call the police if you drink the panda's special milk?Do you owe the host an apology? 】

……

——'Who Wants to Be a National Treasure' exited the live broadcast room.

Noticing the departure of the audience who wanted to call the police, the rest of the audience could not sit still:

—— Pudding Panda chooses one: [? ? ?This big brother hasn't left yet? 】

——Riding a panda up a tree: [Hahahahahahaha watched the whole process while scolding. 】

——I'm crazy about my wife: [Tsk, human beings can't escape the true fragrance after all. 】

On the other hand, Jian Chen bent down, staring at the way Dundun cocked his buttocks and ate the little bamboo cake, and couldn't help stretching out his fingers, scratching the hair on the little guy's neck.

Dundun never protects food.On the contrary, when dealing with cooked rice, he is extremely focused every time.

With the remaining bamboo leaves, Jian Chen made a simple pot of bamboo leaf tea.

Honey and goji berries were added to it. After the tea was brewed, Jian Chen poured himself a cup.

The aroma of tea is different from the fullness of solid food, but a faint, thin, subtle tea aroma that people can't help but look for.

Then he held the tea, and the steam slowly rose from the tea. In Jian Chen's arms, there was a full-fed and sleepy red panda lying on the reclining chair, lazily basking in the sun.

The sphere of light records all this.

What Jian Chen didn't know was that he just wanted to record the process of making small bamboo cakes for the first time, but he accidentally did something big.

In the early morning of weekdays, office workers sneaked in and turned on the live broadcast channel secretly.

But found that the panda food section, which has always been known as deserted and miserable, and the enclosure is cute, suddenly rose to No. 1 in the popularity of the whole channel? ! !

Click on it, and a title titled: "Make Small Bamboo Cake for Dundun" catches the eye, and next to it are three burning flames, showing the enthusiasm for watching.

And the barrage in this live broadcast room was surprisingly enthusiastic:

——Snatch all the dark circles under the panda's eyes: [I'm going to form a team to steal my wife and children, is there anyone? 】

——Riding a panda up a tree: [+1]

——I 183: [+1]

——Don’t sleep when you’re sleepy: [+10086]

——I let pandas grow bamboo: [+1]

——I'm crazy about my wife: [If you don't form a team, it's mine. 】

At this time, Jian Chen just opened his eyes slightly, and the light screen was sensed, and quickly moved to the area that Jian Chen could see.

Later, Jian Chen noticed that among the messages prompting users to enter the live broadcast room, a three-no account suddenly appeared, without a nickname or a star, like a new user who had just registered for the live broadcast channel.

Among the colorful portraits, it seemed a bit abrupt.

Because... the profile picture is red.

This reminded Jian Chen of someone.But he paused, quickly shook his head, and put this ridiculous thought behind him.

Justin didn't seem like the kind of person who could click into this kind of entertainment channel.

Just when the live broadcast was about to end, Jian Chen's finger was just hanging in the air, but suddenly saw this account, and suddenly sent out the first barrage:

【mine. 】

【He is my lover. 】

Seeing these two lines of words, Jian Chen's heart skipped a beat. He knew that it was unlikely to be Justin, but inexplicably, the appearance of a man typing these lines appeared in his mind.

He opened his mouth, and found that the concluding words he had thought of had become a bit stuck.

However, righteous netizens never get stuck in their mouths. After this bullet screen appeared, there was a quick response from the thread below:

——Riding a panda up a tree: [Where is the dreamer. 】

——I'm crazy about my wife: [Oh, rival in love, your wife is already in my bed. 】

——I 183: [Please line up. 】

——Don't sleep: [Please line up. 】

……

Then, a strange situation appeared in the live broadcast room.

It's just... a lot of people have been banned.

Not only is it forbidden to speak, but some people reported that they were banned after just calling their wives a few words.

Especially the "I'm crazy about my wife" has been banned for 50 years.

night.

Jian Chen carried Dundun back to the pet cabin, the night came quietly, and a light snow began to fall outside the window.

The red pandas are full of food and drink, and fall into a cozy dreamland.

Jian Chen walked lightly to the kitchen.

He practiced the method again according to the steps in the morning. This time he tasted it, and found that adding a little lemon juice seemed to remove the fishy smell of raw milk, and the taste was better.

Before Dundun gets tired of eating, Jian Chen thought, he still needs to study the recipes of other delicacies. Since he is lucky enough to be the guardian of Dundun, he can't suffer the children.

A warm light suddenly flashed outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It is the kind of headlights that are common when vehicles pass by, slowly reflecting a moving light on the furniture and floor in the living room.

Jian Chen didn't care, but the beam of light didn't go away as expected, but stopped at the window downstairs where Jian Chen was.

Then, the light color goes out.

Jian Chen yawned and looked at his watch, 09:30.

Time to sleep.

I'm still getting married tomorrow.

At this time, the watch suddenly rang.

Jian Chen clicked on the button and saw 'Yestin' displayed on the light screen, a little surprised and at a loss.

Why are you calling at this hour?

Oh, are you going to explain tomorrow's wedding process?After all, since that video call, they haven't had any contact in the past two days.

After all, marriage is no child's play.

Jian Chen quickly confirmed the answer: "Yestin?"

A familiar voice soon came from the microphone.

Justin: "Are you asleep?"

Jian Chen rubbed his earlobe, and suddenly realized that he was not immune to Justin's voice at any time. How could such a cold and intimidating man have such a voice... Su?

"Not yet." Jian Chen switched the microphone to the other ear, "What do you want?"

Justin: "You?"

Jian Chen: "...you."

The Institute of Endangered Animals often faces the higher-level leadership, so Jian Chen is used to using honorifics. It seems that this occupational disease has to be changed.

Justin's voice came: "Is it convenient to come down?"

"...?"

Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at the time again, the hands slowly passed by, nine thirty-one.

"Now?" he asked.

"Correct."

Justin said, "I'm downstairs at your house."

Jian Chen walked away in a hurry, because there was continuous light snow falling outside the window, he casually pulled out a wine red scarf, put on a down jacket, and took it to the door.

The outdoors are much colder than the indoors. As soon as Jian Chen stepped out of the door, a faint mist exhaled from his lips, which stained his eyelashes with a layer of moisture. The cold wind hit his face. Jian Chen closed his eyes, and his cheeks were slightly pale .

Jian Chen thought, why did Justin come to his house suddenly?

This is not like Justin's style. If there is something urgent, the man will probably call and issue an order directly.

Thinking of this, Jian Chen inexplicably wanted to laugh.

The activity in his mind didn't take long, because he soon saw fine pieces of snow floating all over the sky under the dark night sky.

On the side of that long street, there was a lonely car, and a tall and handsome man leaning against the side of the car.

Jian Chen wrapped her scarf tightly, feeling her heart beating a little faster.

Justin is really handsome.

The voice is also nice. In fact, regardless of external factors, such a lover can be regarded as full marks?

For the last 30 meters, Jian Chen trotted slightly and walked up to Ye Siting.

"Justin, what can I do for you?"

Ye Siting lowered his eyes and saw that Jian Chen covered half of his chin in the scarf, and the color of his lips became more red because of the cold dampness and the slowly falling snowflakes.

"I think," the man began, he paused, and said:

"It's not appropriate for a couple to meet only once before getting married."

Jian Chen was a little surprised, but nodded, it was indeed inappropriate.

But dear Mr. Justin, the difference between meeting twice to get married and meeting once to get married seems...not that big?

Jian Chen wanted to laugh a little, and complained silently in his heart, but still showed support on his face: "Well, it's really inappropriate."

Justin didn't speak, and took out something from his inner pocket.

After Jian Chen saw it clearly, he was instantly dumbfounded.

It was a ring box.

Justin's slender fingers opened the lid of the box, revealing the ring inside.

Against the background of snow and white intertwined with the night, that small ring shone with subtle light, beautiful and delicate.

It's also extremely romantic.

"I don't know why, but I really want to give it to you before the wedding." Justin said softly.

His voice was very calm, but the next action made Jian Chen completely restless.

The man got down on one knee, handed the ring and the unfolded box to the stunned Jian Chen.

Snow particles slowly fell on Justin's shoulders.

Behind is the dark, endless night.

It seems that this action doesn't suit Justin, but the scene at this moment makes Jian Chen feel that there is probably no scene in the world that can hit the heart more than this.

"Jane dust."

Justin said, "Marry me, will you?"

Jian Chen suddenly felt that even without vows and beautiful words, a marriage proposal ceremony can be very romantic.

And of course he wouldn't refuse.

After putting it on, Jian Chen found that the ring was not as cold as imagined, but had a little heat on it.

Did Justin warm the ring with his palm before giving it to him?

Jian Chen also asked like this.

The man looked at him and said, "There is air conditioning in the car."

Jian Chen: "..."

Fine!

In any case, Ye Siting has exceeded his imagination tonight, and the inherent impression has been broken by a corner. If it collapses suddenly, Jian Chen will not be able to accept it.

The two quickly fell into silence, and the air was subtly still, as if the marriage just now was just a warm-up scene.

Jian Chen said, "Do you want to sit up? Dundun is sleeping."

Justin: "No, we have to prepare for the wedding."

The implication is that I'm busy, so don't bother me.

Jian Chen nodded, wondering if it was the blessing of the big proposal just now, but now Ye Siting, in his eyes, has become... a little cute.

Cold and cool, handsome and su, with a good figure, and often speaks amazingly.

Well, Jian Chen thought that he might be crazy.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Siting who was wearing a coat, and said, wouldn't it be cold for a man to come out without a down jacket on this day?

Jian Chen stretched out his hand, circled around his neck, and took off the scarf around his neck.

Then, he helped Ye Siting put it on, his fingertips were a little cold, and he accidentally touched the skin of Ye Siting's Adam's apple in the process, his voice was soft and soft: "Put this on."

Justin's pupils constricted slightly, his knuckles curled up unconsciously, and the Adam's apple that was touched by the young man rolled dully.

"..."

Jian Chen resisted the urge to shiver.

After all, the winter in Huaguo is really too cold. If there is no thermal down jacket, no one can stay in such cold weather for 10 minutes.

If the future is pier, I am afraid that the hair will not be able to withstand the biting cold wind.

He waved his hand at Justin, "Then I'm going back first? Drive safely."

See you tomorrow is the wedding.Jian Chen intends to go back early and get a good night's sleep. If he records the whole process, he can't bear dark circles on the most important day in his life.

"Jane dust."

Jian Chen, who was walking back, was caught off guard and stopped, and turned back in a daze.

Justin sighed softly, the mist was heavy and wet, he was still a man with no expression, and said slowly:

"Let me give you a hug."