The general's pet got pregnant unexpectedly [Interstellar]

promote lactation……

Ruan Fei looked at the goat's milk fruit in front of him, and suddenly lost his taste and couldn't swallow it.

Every time you eat a piece of goat milk fruit, you will have an extra serving of milk.

Depend on!

What kind of tits does his big man urge?

The more Ruan Fei thought about it, the more nervous he became. Seeing that Federer had left, he turned around and ran back to the bedroom, and found the "Postpartum Care of Sows" that he was going to throw away last time. "

After stealing it from Federe last time, I never found a chance to throw it out.

He hid in the corner, quickly flipped through the book in his hand, and saw the most eye-catching chapter at a glance—the milk-promoting chapter.

Ruan Fei frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

When I opened it, a line of large characters was printed in my eyes.

——Pregnant sows need to promote lactation in time if they have insufficient milk. Take more dairy products and goat milk fruits to ensure that the cubs will not starve after birth.

Ruan Fei - sow.

Goat milk fruit-like dairy products.

Oh, it's really a milk booster.

Scumbag!

I treat you like a brother, but you just want to pump milk for me!

Angrily, Ruan Fei kicked the book aside and turned to look at Federer. You are the only one who is promoting lactation, and your whole family is promoting lactation!

It's all because of the books sent by the treatment center, teaching people blindly, misleading people's children, and almost castrating him.

I thought it would be enough to steal the book, but I didn't expect this person to memorize the book long ago!

I am not afraid of straight men playing hooligans, but I am afraid of being educated.

Ruan Fei stomped on "Postpartum Care of Sows" indignantly, walked outside with her mouth in her mouth, threw it into the trash can, and was only satisfied with watching the book being destroyed.

After dinner the next day, Federe brought another plate of goat milk fruit, but Ruan Fei refused to eat a single bite.

Breastfeeding, breastfeeding milk!

Rejected for two days in a row.

On the third day, Federer took Ruan Fei out.

Half an hour later, Ruan Fei was sitting on the table of the veterinarian in the medical center again, feeling hopeless.

Federer said seriously: "I suspect my cat has antenatal depression."

Ruan Fei: Oh, I knew it.

The doctor is still the doctor, and the assistant is still the assistant.

The two looked at Ruan Fei who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

I haven't seen him for half a month, but the little milk cat from before seems to have grown up a bit, the fur on his body is fluffy and soft, and there is a little red bow tie around his neck, very gentlemanly.

But sitting on the table at this time, the expression on his face was: Don't worry about his nonsense, I'm fine.

Although the doctor hasn't seen Ruan Fei in the past few days, he has read a lot of news on the Internet. He is looking forward to it, and he is waiting for the kitten to come for another checkup. He almost sees through the door, and finally he is here.

Holding a stethoscope, he said, "Don't worry, general, I'll take a look."

Said, carefully checked it again.

"General, there is nothing wrong with this cat, but..." The doctor looked carefully at Ruan Fei's stomach, and said worriedly: "The cat's pregnancy cycle is about [-] days, and it is only in the late stage that it is pregnant. God, why is it so big?"

Ruan Fei was so frightened that his stomach trembled slightly, and his flesh trembled.

The doctor frowned and touched Ruan Fei's belly: "How can this belly be so big?"

Ruan Fei pushed his hand away calmly.

Stop it, it's just meat.

Who knew that when he turned into a human, he still had abdominal muscles, and when he turned into a cat, he became a ball?

Federer studied his stomach for a while.

"Will it affect the body?"

"It shouldn't be a problem." The doctor said with a smile, "There are many factors for the enlarged belly. It may be twins and triplets. Cats are different from people. It is very possible to have five or six babies in one litter!"

Ruan Fei's body went limp, and he almost collapsed on the ground in fright.

Wait until it's checked out.

The doctor looked disappointed.

"It seems that there are no sextuplets. It doesn't matter. It won't work this time. I will work hard next time."

Ruan Fei: I'll scratch you to death!

No matter how you check, Ruan Fei has the right to cooperate, you just check, if you can find out the reason, I will lose.

Who would have thought that a cat would not eat because it did not want to produce milk?

Thinking of this, Ruan Fei felt a little melancholy.

After taking some nutrition cream, Federer took Ruan Fei home.

Ruan Fei secretly looked through the functions of those nutrient creams, hehe, it stimulated milk again, and strongly resisted.

A few days after the beginning of the long-term war of resistance, Federer frowned more and more tightly. For a while, the air above the military headquarters seemed to be shrouded in low pressure.

Carl was almost starved to death several times because he didn't pay attention to his work.

All of a sudden, everyone in the military knew that Federer was in a bad mood, and something big must happen. Otherwise, why would he be in a daze even during the meeting?

Everyone nodded firmly, and suddenly became worried, but they didn't know that Federer was just thinking about what to prepare for Ruan Fei tonight, so that he could eat obediently.

"General."

Carl put away the documents in his hand and shouted twice before Federer came back to his senses.

With a glance of cold eyes, he was so frightened that his whole body turned cold, and he quickly said: "General, do you have any new instructions from the empire recently? Is the Zerg coming back again?"

"Who told you that?"

"The general has been worried for the past few days, and everyone is wondering if something is going to happen."

Frederick frowned. "fine."

"Then what is the general worried about?" Federer asked cautiously, with a gossip on his face.

Federer's gaze fell on him lightly, and after a long while, he finally pointed to the screen and said, "Which of these two products do you think the cat likes?"

"what?"

Carl froze for a moment, dumbfounded.

Federer continued: "The cat hasn't eaten for a few days, and the doctor advised me to change my diet."

Carl frowned, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Just such a small matter?"

Federer looked at him with threats in his eyes, "Is this a trivial matter?"

"No." Carl quickly changed his words and said firmly: "The matter of the kitten, no matter how small it is, it is a big matter!"

"General, I don't think there is anything wrong with me. It can't be solved by a top octopus. If there is, then two!"

Frederick nodded, deeply appreciative.

He has changed so many different foods in the past few days, and the kitten's favorite is octopus.

Carl said with a firm face: "General, don't worry, you will be fine if you order a fish and throw it in front of him."

Federer usually seldom trusts Karl, but this time he was a little ill and rushed to the doctor, and immediately ordered a top-quality octopus from the original place on the optical network.

Octopus.

The special product of planet 36, the meat is delicious and soft, and it is sold in and out of the solar system. It is the top ingredient.

The fish is about ten meters long and weighs half a ton. One fish is enough for a busy restaurant to sell for a whole day, especially the top-quality octopus is extremely expensive.

After the origin company accepted the order, they thought that the other party was a newly opened restaurant, and replied enthusiastically.

"May I ask what items your restaurant specializes in? We can process the octopus first."

Federer looked indifferent: "Do cats like your fish?"

The people in the company were very excited.

"Of course! We can give you some offal and leftovers, cats like to eat."

Frederick: Oh, you dare to let my cat eat leftovers?

The person on the other side of the communicator was still enthusiastically introducing him, and he was going to win this business and make a long-term cooperation.

Federer said very calmly: "There is no need to deal with it, just transport the whole fish over. My cat likes to eat fish belly, so pay attention to preservation."

"Okay, no problem..." The other party quickly agreed, but suddenly realized something was wrong. "Sir, the octopus you bought is not for cats, is it?"

"Yes."

Federer didn't say any more, just hung up the communication.

The people in the company held the communicator and were dumbfounded, thinking they had heard it wrong.

Buy the top octopus back for pets?

Those are ingredients worth millions!

Who is this man?So rich and powerful.

I don't know if his family still lacks cats?

Want to be.

After placing the order, Karl breathed a sigh of relief and said, "General, are you relieved now? This kitten is really happy to be pampered by you."

Frederick glanced away.

"Have you finished all your work?"

Carl looked bitter. "General, I've been with you for so many years, and I haven't seen you order me something to eat."

"You can't eat?"

"No..." He ate several bowls at noon today.

"Then do you want to take nutritional supplements? I can order ten years for you." Federer said lightly.

"No need, no need!" Carl quickly waved his hand. He would not take that tasteless nutritional supplement unless it was a last resort.

He turned despondently to leave when someone knocked on the office door and a soldier walked in.

"General, there is someone outside who wants to see you."

"Who?"

"He said he was the owner of the little white cat, and he came to take him back after reading the news on the Internet." The soldier looked curiously at Federer as he spoke.

Everyone in the military department knows that General Federer has a cute little white cat, which is not only popular in the military department, but also has many fans in the entire empire.

I heard that this kitten was just a wild cat and was adopted. Now the owner of the kitten has come to the door. Do you want to return the cat?

Carl couldn't believe it.

In the past, he also thought about whether to help the kitten find its owner, but later, seeing that the general liked it so much, he gave up. He didn't expect that the other party would come to him on his own initiative.

Just as he was thinking, he clearly felt a burst of oppression coming from behind.

Turning his head to look, Frederick, whose face had improved a little, became cold again at this time, his dark eyes seemed to be deep in the middle of the night, and his vision was covered with frost.

"General, do you want me to drive him away?" Carl whispered.

When the cat was discovered, it was already pregnant. Only by losing or abandoning a pregnant pet could legally deprive him of his owner's identity.

Federer looked gloomy, but said: "Bring him in."

The deep voice made Carlton nervous when he heard it. He nodded, followed the soldier to pick up the man, and said, "Get out of the way later, don't let the general start killing."

Soon, a middle-aged man walked in, dressed plainly, with his waist hooked slightly, a little timidly.He lowered his head and looked around through the glasses.

The soldier said: "General, that's him. Kingsley, 85 years old, lives in Area D."

Frederick looked at him calmly.

"You said the cat was yours?"

"Yes, yes." Kingsley stepped forward quickly and smiled flatteringly. "I raised that cat all along. We depended on each other for life. Then it got lost accidentally. I kept looking for it. Only after seeing the photos on the optical network did I realize that it was picked up by the general."

"General, can you give me back that cat?"

"What you said is yours is yours? That cat obviously..." Carl retorted anxiously, but Federer raised his hand to stop him before he finished speaking.

He looked at the person in front of him and said, "You said that the cat is yours, can you tell the characteristics?"

"White, fluffy all over, without a trace of stray hair."

Carl rolled his eyes, disapprovingly.

"Nonsense, aren't all white cats like this? You've seen the pictures before, so of course you know what they look like."

Federer glanced at him, Karl immediately fell silent, lowered his head and did not speak again.

He said: "Mr. Kingsley, you live in Area D, which is a long way from here. I picked up that cat in the military headquarters."

"Maybe it came from my house, the kitten just likes to run around."

Kingsley smiled, opened his eyes suddenly, and said anxiously: "General, don't you want to return the cat to me? Even if you are a general, you can't steal things from others."

Carlton was in a hurry.

"Nonsense! How could our general snatch it?"

"Then why didn't you give the cat back to me? Did you deliberately take it for yourself when you saw my cat go viral on the Internet?"

"You are..."

The two quarreled more and more.

Ruan Fei yawned, opened the door and walked in.

The person who was arguing in the room immediately fell silent, and when he turned his head to look, he was so frightened that his movements stopped in mid-air, a little inexplicably.

"My kitten, I finally found you!"

With a loud cry, Kingsley rushed over suddenly, picked up the little white cat that had just entered the door, and hugged him tightly, almost crying bitterly.

Ruan Fei, who was caught off guard and hugged tightly, looked bewildered.

what?

what happened?

He turned his head to look, and Federer looked at them with cold eyes, his face was very ugly.

Kingsley was still hugging Ruan Fei tightly, almost crushing him.

"Little cat, I've been looking for you, and now we can finally go back."

Ruan Fei looked indifferent: Who are you?

Carl stepped up anxiously, wanting to snatch the cat directly.

"What are you doing? It has not been proved that you are the owner of this kitten, and you cannot take it away."

what?

Hearing this, Ruan Fei opened his eyes wide in shock, and looked at the greasy middle-aged man in front of him. Is this the "master" who came to look for him?Want to take him away?

No wonder Frederick was so angry.

Ruan Fei kicked his feet, quickly jumped out of Kingsley's arms, lightly stepped on the table, got into Federer's arms, and took his hand to block himself.

protect me.

Immediately, there was a soft touch from the fingertips, and Federer paused slightly. He put his palm on Ruan Fei and stroked it gently. The frost in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his vision softened.

He raised his eyes and looked at Kingsley.

"He doesn't seem to know you."

Ruan Fei nodded, and the whole cat leaned against Federer's arms, looking at him vigilantly: Yes, I don't know him!

Kingsley forced a smile.

"It must be used to living here, and refuses to go back with me. This kitten is mine! I still have photos!"

As he spoke, he quickly rummaged through his pockets, found a crumpled photo and handed it over.

"It's the kitten in the photo."

Ruan Fei walked over to have a look.

In the photo, Kingsley is indeed holding a cat in his arms, but the photo is a little blurry, only a fluffy white mass can be seen, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a cat.

Such a blurry photo without a frontal face, it is impossible to tell whether it is the same one.

What's more, Ruan Fei doesn't have any messy masters at all.

In the entire empire, no one who dares to be his master has yet been born.

"This is really my cat." Kingsley said very firmly, "I came to the military headquarters on purpose to take it away, hoping that the general will return it to its original owner, otherwise if it gets out, I don't know How others see you."

"The dignified general of the empire even took over other people's pets."

As soon as Ruan Fei heard this, the violent temper came out instantly, and he wanted to rush over dissatisfied, but Federer pulled him back, put him on his knee, and gently stroked him to soothe his emotions.

"Are you sure this is your cat?"

"Of course!"

Federer sneered, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. "I've already gone through the formalities. Regardless of whether this kitten has anything to do with you before, it has belonged to me since I picked it up."

Kingsley rolled his eyes and cursed angrily.

"General, you are clearly robbing!"

"Even if I snatch it, so what?" Federer looked at him coldly, unmoved at all.Playing hooligans, not to mention the entire empire, even if you look at the entire galaxy, you have never been afraid of anyone.

"Send him out, without my permission, he cannot enter the military headquarters."

"Yes, General."

Carl couldn't wait any longer, and quickly stepped forward to stand in front of Kingsley. "This is the military department. If you don't leave, I will do it."

Hearing this, Kingsley quickly calmed down, and looked at Ruan Fei unwillingly.

"This is my cat, I will definitely grab it."

Ruan Fei heaved a sigh of relief. If he didn't make a mistake and Federer really believed his words, wouldn't he be sent out today?

Federer's slender fingertips gently combed the fluff on Ruan Fei's body, his eyes were dark, and his voice was particularly low.

"Don't worry, you are mine."

The melodious sound was like the humming of a cello, Ruan Fei's heart warmed up, and when he looked up, he couldn't see any difference.

I thought that this Kingsley recognized the wrong cat, and he would be fine after being kicked out, but he didn't expect that there would be an extra headline on the Internet the next day.

——Imperial General Federer took other people's pets as his own, but refused to return them.