The general's pet got pregnant unexpectedly [Interstellar]

Kingsley sat on a chair with beam handcuffs on his hands, tightly clasping his two wrists together.

The surroundings are very empty, any small sound will be amplified, and even the movement of air flow can be heard.

He opened his eyes wide and looked around in horror.

With a click, Federer opened the door and walked in.

A light came in from the outside, against the light, making the expression on his face more condensed and serious.

"General Frederick!" Upon seeing him, Kingsley anxiously wanted to stand up, but was pulled back by the restraints on the chair.

"General, I don't dare anymore, I was also deceived!"

Federer couldn't see any emotion clearly on his face, his pupils were dark and gloomy, and the dim light outside the door set off his facial features even deeper.

He raised his feet and walked over, stood in front of Kingsley, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at him coldly.

"Aren't you going to take my cat away?"

Kingsley trembled slightly with fright. "That was the general's pet, how dare I? I don't know anything..."

"You said before that someone asked you to come here?"

"That's right, that's right!" Kingsley nodded quickly, and said, "Someone said that this cat is very similar to the stray cat that was with me before. This cat is so popular on the optical network, as long as Bring it out, and you can use it to make money... I was really wrong, and I will never dare to do it again."

Ruan Feili narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who told you that?"

"That's called..."

Kingsley frowned, thought carefully for a while, and then quickly said: "Ruan Xin! Yes, it's called Ruan Xin!"

A cold light flashed in Federe's eyes, his eyes were pitch black, as if he couldn't see clearly like a cold pool.

Karl was waiting outside the cell, and when he saw Federer finally came out, he hurried forward to meet him. "General, have you asked what's going on?"

"It's okay, take people away."

Federer said with a blank face, raised his feet and walked outside, and said lightly: "Where is the kitten?"

"It's outside." Carl remembered the person who came over just now, and quickly followed. "General, the octopus you ordered has been delivered and is waiting outside your residence, waiting for you to go back."

"wait for me?"

Carl also felt a little strange. "Yes, it is said that you must see the buyer before you agree to hand over the item, otherwise the cooperation will be cancelled."

It was also the first time for him to encounter such a thing, such a good list had to be cancelled.

Military headquarters, in front of Federer's residence.

Ruan Fei was at the door, staring at the people standing outside.

A middle-aged man in a thick windbreaker stood outside, his long eyebrows were very messy, and the corners of his eyes were hanging down, his eyes were somewhat fierce.

With his hands on his hips, he has looked at the house in front of him aggressively since he came here, and made comments from time to time.

There was a huge box beside him, covered with a white cloth, but Ruan Fei could smell the faint smell of fish in the air, as well as the cold air, it should be sent over.

Some time ago, Federer was obsessed with ordering things online, maybe for delivery.

Stephen is one of the administrators of the Interstellar Gourmet Alliance, and is also in charge of the management of the octopus, a specialty of all planets.

He firmly believes that every octopus can bring people unique and extreme enjoyment. This is a precious wealth bestowed by God, and only those who know how to eat can enjoy it.

And the octopus meal he made is the most popular delicacy in the entire galaxy.

Two days ago, I heard from my subordinates that someone ordered a top-quality octopus and used it to feed pet cats. Stephen immediately exploded.

How can a cat eat the special food for the crowd at the top of the presidential palace and the imperial pyramid?

Isn't this outrageous?

As the octopus administrator and the best chef in the interstellar world, he absolutely cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening!

Stephen immediately followed the delivery man, and found that this man was actually a member of the military department, and became even more furious.

As a general of the empire, he did such a waste of food!

He stood indignantly at the door, planning to give Federer a good lesson as soon as he came back, but suddenly he was attracted by the white kitten standing at the door.

Stephen's eyes were not very good. He thought it was a ball of cotton placed at the door just now.

Meow--

Ruan Fei called out, wanting him to put the things outside directly.

The soft voice made Stephen's eyes widen suddenly, his lips tightly pursed, his expression rigid and serious, and his heart trembled slightly.

Stare at the kitten in front of you.

Ruan Fei felt helpless when he saw him standing there in a daze.

Why can't this person understand cat language?

He stood up, walked over, raised his paw and stamped on the box.

Meow.

Have been received.

Stephen frowned slightly, looked down at the meow beast at his feet, bent down slowly, and suddenly grinned.

"Hey, little cat, what's your name? Where did you come from?"

While talking, he quickly reached out, grabbed Ruan Fei's paw, and squeezed the pink pad, the serious and fierce look just now was swept away, and the flowers trembled with laughter.

"How can there be such a soft kitten? It doesn't scratch people, and its paws are so small."

Ruan Fei couldn't escape from his grasp, his claws didn't have the ability to fight back at all, so the man had no malicious intentions at all, with a look of lovelessness.

There is a strange uncle here.

When Federer came over, he saw his cat being held by someone, the hair he combed every day was messed up, and his tie was crooked.

The kitten that I can't bear to lick to death, is about to be exposed by someone licking it.

The imperial general's face darkened instantly.

Ruan Fei resisted with all his life, covering Stephen's body with his hands, his face was almost crooked.

Seeing Federer, he let out a miserable cry.

help me.

The general's heart trembled slightly, he quickly walked over, raised his hand to hug Ruan Fei, and looked at the person in front of him warily.

"who are you?"

Stephen was immersed in a soft touch, his arms were empty, and he was a little lost. He quickly looked up and saw Federer looking at him coldly, only to realize that he had lost his composure.

He quickly came back to his senses and put on a very serious look, but his eyes kept drifting to Ruan Fei.

"You are General Federer, right? I am Stephen, the manager of Octopus, and a member of the Interstellar Gourmet Alliance. I am here today because I have something important to talk to you about."

Pointing to the huge box in front of him, he said, "Three days ago, did you order a top-quality octopus?"

Federe casually helped Ruan Fei smooth his hair.

"Yes."

Stephen said angrily: "Do you know that only one hundred octopuses can be produced each year, and each one is carefully raised, and no one with money can eat it! It can only be eaten by those who know how to appreciate it, but you actually brought it Feeding a cat is simply reckless, how can you feed a cat... a cat?"

Halfway through speaking, Stephen stopped suddenly and pointed at Ruan Fei. "Aren't you going to buy something for him to eat?"

Stephen looked at the watery-eyed kitten in front of him, for a moment he forgot the words he had thought up on the road, and suddenly felt a little out of breath.

"You, how can you give such a valuable fish to the cat?"

Ruan Fei didn't think there was anything strange.

He doesn't know how many octopus he has eaten. Federer usually frys them for him. His skills are getting better and better. What's wrong?

Frederick's eyes fell on him, his brows frowned slightly, a slight wrinkle appeared, but it soon stretched out again.

"It's a matter of course that cats eat fish, and octopuses are not fish?" He put his finger on Ruan Fei's chin, teased him lightly, and said, "What's more, how do you know that my kitten won't appreciate it?"

"But……"

Stephen was a little hesitant, and couldn't say the hundreds of reasons he had thought up in an instant.

He is not a cat lover. When everyone is obsessed with this kind of animal, he doesn't take it seriously. What's so good about an animal that can take off a person's arm next time with one paw?

But this one in front of me is different from those muscular cats that have been eliminated by the natural world. Its body is fluffy, like a ball of cotton, and its paws are soft. It won't kill half a person with one paw.

Stephen still has that soft touch left on his hands, and his whole body is bubbling with happiness,

It was the first time he met a creature cuter than an octopus, and his heart softened.

Staring at Ruan Fei with scorching eyes, he almost saw through him, how could there be such a cute kitten in the world!

This is the cat. What kind of monsters did he see before?

Ruan Fei waited for Federe to help him comb the hair on his body, and the expression on his face finally got better, and he raised his head slightly.

That is, who said he doesn't know how to appreciate?

Stephen's face was sullen, and he couldn't pull it down, so he smiled. "A cat knows how to appreciate."

Hearing this, Federer slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Stephen, didn't you say that you are a member of the Food Alliance? You can try it today, am I wasting it?"

The Interstellar Gourmet Alliance has a total of twelve members, spanning the entire solar system, and even a few members from outer galaxies, all kinds of people, each with their own specialties.

Stephen is the only member of the Arrow Empire, and he is best at fish dishes. Hearing what Federer said at this time, he is also a little eager to try.

He looked at the kitten and felt a little ridiculous.

What is his identity, even if the president asks him to cook, it depends on his mood. If he is asked to cook for a kitten today, if it spreads, won't the rest of the alliance members laugh at him?

But the cat in front of me was different.

He looked at Ruan Fei helplessly, and after a while, he finally said honestly: "Then try it, I rarely cook for others."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked in triumphantly.

The face is not clear, but the pace under the feet is fast.

Federer lowered his head slightly and leaned into Ruan Fei's ear.

"I found a chef for you for free, and I will eat it later, do you understand?"

A deep voice rang in his ears, and when he spoke, his lips touched his ears from time to time.

Sensitive ear nerves are touched.

Ruan Fei shook his ears, feeling that the hair on his body was about to stand up.

The huge octopus was brought in, placed on the ground like a hill, surrounded by refrigerators, special preservation measures, so that the fish can maintain the freshest taste no matter how long it is stored.

Ruan Fei walked over to have a look, and found that he was not as big as the mouth of the octopus.

The general in the family is really a prodigal son. He bought such a big fish, and those who didn't know thought he was opening a shop.

He has to eat a cat until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse to finish it?

Stephen had already changed his clothes, with only a knife in his hand, and his expression was extremely serious.

Ruan Fei has been to the top restaurants in the empire before, and some of them can also cook on the spot, but every time the chef is placed in front of a dazzling array of knives, large and small, each of which has a different purpose, which makes people feel dizzy.

Stephen should be the accident at the top of the imperial pyramid, but he didn't expect that he only brought a knife.

As if noticing his puzzled gaze, Stephen smiled confidently.

"A long time ago in China, all the cooking could be done with a kitchen knife. A real chef would never be bound by tools. Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

He just asked casually, and didn't expect a cat to answer at all.

Unexpectedly, the kitten in front of him raised its paw, patted the picture on the notebook, and said with obvious eyes——eat this.

Stephen froze for a moment, this cat is amazing!

As if I could understand what he was saying...

Cute and soft, yet so spiritual, what kind of fairy meow is this?

On the side, Federer had a calm face, and he seemed to be used to it.

Stephen quickly cut off the most tender part of the octopus, and said, "No problem, I'll show you my cooking skills today!"

Ruan Fei sat aside, watching Stephen skillfully remove fish bones with a wide kitchen knife, cut them into translucent slices, and place them on a plate.

Through the fish, you can even see the patterns on the plate.

I just felt that the knife was unpredictable, and after a while, a dish was freshly baked.

Ruan Fei was dumbfounded, and ran up impatiently as soon as it was over.

Stephen raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait, it's still the last step."

After finishing speaking, pour a spoonful of oil on it, and the hot oil instantly stimulates the taste of all the ingredients, and the aroma permeates.

Ruan Fei walked back and forth impatiently, but before he could pounce on him, he was stopped by Federe and hugged him.

"hot."

Seeing the anxious look of the kitten, Stephen raised his head proudly, feeling even more satisfied. "Don't worry, I deliberately reduce oil and salt, even if pets eat it, there will be no problem."

Ruan Fei nodded, praised him in his heart, and stretched out his paw.

Snapped!

Frederick patted the back of his hand lightly, and said in a low voice, "You can't catch it."

Ruan Fei retracted his paws at once, lost face, lost his temper, put his hands on his hips, and turned to look at him dissatisfied: Shit Shovel Officer, you may not understand who is the real boss of the family.

The arrogant appearance made Federe's lips bend, and he took the chopsticks.

"I feed you."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece and blew it, and handed it to him.

The aroma lingers on the tip of the nose.

Ruan Fei leaned forward and quickly ate it with his hands. The fresh and tender fish melted in the mouth, not greasy, and the taste was just right.

As the heir of the Ruan family, he has eaten countless delicacies since he was a child, but compared with the ones in front of him, all the previous meals pale in comparison.

Once you start eating, you can't stop.

Stephen stood aside, staring dumbfounded at the dignified general of the empire, feeding the kitten one mouthful at a time.

This is the imperial general Frederick, who single-handedly broke into the insect planet to save people, and after destroying the interstellar warship, he was able to escape with the captives. He was regarded as a god-like figure by the people of the entire empire.

Now, he feeds the kitten with a friendly face, as if he is in a hurry with whoever refuses to let him feed.

Even the kitten is very cooperative, you feed it, I eat it, it doesn't live like a cat.

This world is so magical.

After a while, a few dishes were ready to be eaten. Ruan Fei touched his stomach, only to realize that Federer seemed to be feeding him all the time, and he hadn't eaten a single bite.

The plates on the table were empty, save for the last few pieces of meat.

Ruan Fei suddenly felt a little guilty, refused Federe's feeding, jumped onto the table lightly, and pushed the plate in front of him.

Eat it.

Don't say that I am the master and won't give you food.

Federer paused for a moment, looked at the three or two slices of meat left on the plate, and instantly understood, his eyes softened.

"You want to feed me?"

Ruan Fei continued to push the plate forward, urging him to try it too.

Federer has no special requirements for food. In his opinion, this is just something he has to do in order to fill his stomach and support the necessary physiological functions.

In order to use his time more efficiently, he has been taking nutritional supplements.

Only after raising this picky eater did she devote her precious time to cooking, but only Nguyen Fei's meals each time.

Ruan Fei ate, he took nutritional supplements.

At this time, seeing the eager eyes of the kitten in front of him, he finally started to taste it, and smiled slightly.

"good."

After speaking, he looked up at Stephen. "Do you understand now?"

Stephen watched the kittens eat for 10 minutes, and finally reacted after they ate.

"Understand what? Cats can't talk, they can't tell us if it's delicious, they can't comment, and..."

Halfway through, Stephen saw what was left on the plate on the table, and suddenly realized something, he stepped forward in surprise, took a closer look, and looked even more shocked.

That's right!

None of them are wrong!

When cooking just now, he quietly added a lot of meat from other parts of the octopus, not much, just one or two slices.

Moreover, the same cooking method was used, mixed together, all cut into slices, and it was impossible to tell them apart.

But now, those slices of meat that are cut into the same size and thickness are separated.

As long as you observe carefully, you will find that since Federe fed Ruan Fei just now, he didn't eat all of them, and Federer put aside all the ones he rejected.

At this time, it was opened separately, namely the tail part, the back part, and the fish head part, but Ruan Fei's favorite fish belly part was all eaten up.

The last few slices he deliberately left for Federe just now were all fish belly.

An exaggerated to absurd idea gradually formed in Stephen's mind.

Could it be that this cat can distinguish a pile of different parts of fish just by smelling and looking at it?

Let alone an ordinary person, even he himself needs careful observation to do it. How is this possible for this cat?

No matter how clever it is, this has far exceeded the ability of cats.

But the situation at hand is indeed the case.

Stephen suddenly remembered one thing.

At first, he casually asked what he wanted to eat, and the cat pointed to the dish in the book. He always thought it was a coincidence, because that dish happened to be the dish that tested the chef's skills the most.

Although the process is simple, as long as you do it, you can see the difference immediately.

Now it seems that it is not intentional, right?

Stephen was shocked by the thoughts in his heart, and looked carefully at the kitten in front of him.

"Do you think it's delicious?"

Ruan Fei nodded, looking at Stephen with sparkling eyes.

He used to think that Federer was good at cooking, and the food he cooked was already delicious, but after eating Stephen, he knew what real food is.

Federer noticed his gaze, his eyes were deep and dark, he raised his hand and turned Ruan Fei's little head to look at him.

"I fed you." He reminded in a low voice.

The author has something to say: The second update should be at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.