"Xiaoyu didn't sleep?" In the silence of the room, it was Brother Jiang who spoke first.

Ling Weichuan considered for two seconds: "I didn't sleep when I came out, but he should sleep well soon."

Jiang Zhimu pressed his eyes: "I don't go to bed so late, Xiaoyu wants to stay up late like others?"

"Playing with optical brain in the middle of the night, don't your eyes hurt?" As a soldier, Jiang Chengyan cared more about this.

Ling Weichuan retorted: "Tutu often eats carrots, and there is a high probability that their eyesight is the best among us."

A group of people who stay up late by themselves are discussing that others should not stay up late, and they don't know where the confidence comes from.

At this time, the butler came in with his hands behind his back: "Young master still not asleep? This is too bad for your health."

"You're right, why don't you go and persuade Xiaoyu to go to bed early?" Jiang Zhimu smiled, he won't go anyway, and it's best not to tell Jiang Xiaoyu too much about going to bed, he will definitely Fried hair.

As soon as the hair exploded, it was: "You are so annoying! I don't like you anymore!"

Who can stand this?Anyway, he couldn't be disliked by Xiaoyu.

The butler smiled and returned the same way with his hands behind his back, trying to trick him?no way!

At this time, the slow-moving Jiang Zhiyu finally edited his copy and clicked send.

[Tutu V: It’s hard work, please work hard to make money, just leave things like sleeping to me~(.-ω-)zzz]

A few people smiled knowingly, and decided not to reply. Maybe Xiaoyu fell asleep after posting this. They quit Xingbo and continued to work.

But Jiang Zhiyu didn't feel sleepy, he wanted to read the comments.Sure enough, there are still many comments at this time.

But when he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong, why, their heads were all a strange-shaped rabbit! ?

Before Jiang Zhiyu didn't pay attention to it and didn't notice it, only now did he see those people using his ugly photo as their profile picture.

"Why are there so many ugly photos? Every one of them is extremely ugly, with unique angles." Jiang Zhiyu was merciless when talking about himself.

It happened that the cat, cat, and rabbit came out to breathe, so they leaned over and took a look: "It's so cute."

"No! Look at this double chin and belly, how cute is it? Am I so fat? And this leg is so short, what are they sticking out for? Why are they using it as a head portrait? I don't want to lose face ?"

cat cat rabbit: emmmmm

You found out that it was like this before the live broadcast, and the actions you put on are obviously quite cute, so chubby and cute.

The little rabbit is pretty stinky, he cares so much about his image.

Maomaotupa pulled the screen, wanting to see what else was interesting, and then found that Lingweichuan's profile picture was also Jiang Zhiyu's rabbit and rabbit photo, and it was still the angle of looking up, not to mention the chin, even the small nostrils They were all photographed, and one side of the cheek was bulging, probably eating.

"Uh...how about, why don't you take a look at your boyfriend's headshot?" He gently pushed the light brain over, and Jiang Zhiyu was really furious when he saw it.

"This! Who is this! Is there something wrong with his aesthetics? I obviously have so many cute photos, why did I choose one like this?" Jiang Zhiyu fell on the bed, feeling hopeless. Hope to save your image.

Perhaps in the eyes of all interstellar people, he is a rabbit with fat legs and short legs.

Maomaotu scratched his face and gave him an idea: "In our ancient earth, boyfriends were punished for making mistakes, such as kneeling instant noodles and durian, and keyboard washboards, but you don't have any here. "

Jiang Zhiyu became interested, and raised his head: "What are they?"

"Let me show you the picture." Maomaotu returned to Jiang Zhiyu's sea of ​​consciousness and transmitted the image to his mind.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at it and nodded frequently: "Oh. So what happened, oh, I see."

After reading it, he had an idea in his mind, and he clicked on the optical brain to find the shopping software.

"Actually, I can make this instant noodles, right? It looks quite simple." Jiang Zhiyu suddenly had an idea to make this kind of food, not just to kneel to Ling Weichuan.

He also wants to mass-produce it and sell it in major shopping malls, so that many people can eat it, and he will no longer have to yell because he can't get it in his small shop.

Maomaotu thinks what he said is very reasonable, and he also hopes that the culture and food of the ancient earth can become popular in the interstellar world.

"Well, I have a lot of recipes and illustrations here, as well as instant noodles, and there are also many instant food making methods. These should be quite suitable for sale in Interstellar." Maomaotu talked eloquently while looking at the light brain, but said My mouth has been dry for a long time, but I still haven't gotten a reply from Jiang Zhiyu.

He turned around suspiciously to see, good guy, fell asleep.

As far as your sleep quality is concerned, there are few in the whole star world that can match it!

The next morning, Jiang Zhiyu slept until late as usual before waking up, but this time he woke up because he smelled very fragrant carrot cake.

The little rabbit got up from the bed, walked to the door of the kitchen as if wandering, propped up his body, rested his front paws on the glass and looked inside.

Watching the chef uncle prepare breakfast for him sleepily, he has already eaten it in his head.

It's like getting up early to go to school, you have the impression that you have already eaten breakfast on the way to school, but in fact you are still under the quilt.

His Royal Highness and the three Jiang family brothers who came back from boxing practice saw the little Tutu standing with his buttocks up against the wall as soon as they entered.

"Hiss, it's really small." The major stretched out his palm and compared it from a distance.

"Well, standing up is not as high as the fender." Jiang Zhimu took a photo of his younger brother's cute moment with his optical brain.

It might be telepathy, Jiang Zhiyu felt that someone was speaking ill of him, so he turned his head suddenly: "I heard it."

In fact, he didn't hear anything, and deliberately tried to deceive them with a straight face. I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that his brothers and boyfriend were talking bad things about him behind his back.

Like he's getting fat or something.

Having been Jiang Zhiyu's elder brother for so many years, if they don't know about Little Rabbit's hearing, then they will be in vain.

"Sorry, we shouldn't say that Tutu is cute." Ling Weichuan was the first to start fooling around.

Jiang Jingyu also nodded solemnly: "Well, it shouldn't be said that Xiaoyu has grown taller recently."

"The fur is whiter."

"It's more temperamental."

Jiang Zhiyu was dizzy from being blown, and poked his face in embarrassment: "This... yes, yes? Hahaha, you will make jokes." He was floating, feeling that he was 1.8 meters tall now, handsome Horrible.

The chef pushed open the door, carrying two large plates of carrot cakes. When the door opened, he overturned Jiang Zhiyu standing at the foot of the door. This was not enough. He didn't lower his head but felt kicked by something, thinking that someone accidentally dropped the trash, He kicked aside without hesitation.

He saw several young masters at home: "It's time to eat, do you want to wake up the young masters?"

And the expressions of the young masters were not very good, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

A mournful cry came from the ground: "Chichi Chichi! Woooooo! I haven't grown taller!"

The chef panicked and lowered his head to see a little rabbit crying on the ground with four short legs stretched out.

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