The general's pet got pregnant unexpectedly [Interstellar]

Ruan Fei froze in Federer's arms for a while, his face was hot, but fortunately, despite his current appearance, even if he blushed, he couldn't tell.

He jumped up like a carp, and ran out the door.

He straightened his upper body and looked at his belly in the mirror.

Is it soft?

Ruan Fei raised his paw, and gently pressed it on his own foundation.

Soft.

His face suddenly became hot, and he felt ashamed.

Federer's words reappeared in his mind, low and hoarse, as if right next to his ears.

When did he become so gentle?

Ruan Fei put down his hands in shame, saw Stephen and a guard standing not far away, seeming to be arguing about something, and walked over quickly.

"No, no, how many times have I told you! I won't go!" Stephen frowned, a little impatient, and wanted to shake off the people behind him.

The guards in white uniforms followed quickly and asked: "Your Excellency said that you are just in the Iero Empire. I must invite you to attend this imperial banquet."

"If you say let me go, you don't want me to cook. What's so fun about the banquet? I still have my own things to do."

"Dare to ask what you have been up to recently, I can help you."

"I'm cooking for others." Stephen said, seeing Ruan Fei approaching, he quickly stepped forward and stood beside him, and said, "I'm busy cooking for him every day, so I don't have time to attend any banquets. Let's go back."

The guard looked at the white kitten on the ground with a complicated expression on his face.

As for this kitten, he had seen it on the Internet before, but it was very cute, but no matter how cute it was, it was still just a cat. How could it be compared with His Excellency the President?

What's more, Mr. Stephen, you are the only member of the Arrow Empire who has become a member of the Interstellar Gourmet Alliance, and you are the treasure of the empire!

It's okay to be addicted to cooking for a cat, but why is this proud tone so fat?

Ruan Fei puffed up her chest and looked up at him.

Look down on meow, don't you?

The guard said with difficulty: "Since you insist on refusing, I will report it to the President."

After finishing speaking, he bowed slightly to Stephen and saluted before finally leaving.

Ruan Fei recalled the conversation he heard just now, but he never thought that His Excellency the President would personally invite Stephen to the banquet.

Unexpectedly, he even refused.

He is the only one who dares to do this to the president, right?

Noticing the look in his eyes, Stephen waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's just the Imperial Party, what's there to do? It's boring. By the way, didn't you ask me to add bay leaves to the dish I made for you yesterday? I went back and tried it and it was amazing!"

When he mentioned nothing, his eyes lit up and he was very excited.

"I'll try again tonight, but the output of fragrant leaves is too small to find good ones."

Ruan Fei nodded, and secretly wrote down this matter in a small notebook in his heart. If he finds time, he can contact Assistant Tan and ask him to send some over.

There are not many of these ancient spices handed down in the Ailuo Empire, and the Ruan family just happened to plant some, which can be given to him.

In the next few days, other officers above the general level in the military department also received invitation letters one after another.

The evening party hosted by His Excellency the President is grand in scale. Whether it is senior officials who have contributed to the empire, or an ancient family with a detached status like the Ruan family, as well as some members of the royal family of other galaxies that have friendly diplomacy with the empire, they will gather together at that time. spectacular.

Ruan Fei has also attended a few times, but the scene was really boring. If it is really counted, it is just a large social banquet.

In the past, he might not have participated, but this time, Ruan Fei heard some news and had to go and see.

at dusk.

Ruan Fei set off with Federer wearing her own little red bow tie.

Carl also changed into a black suit and was standing next to the car. He was a little surprised to see Ruan Fei coming out together.

"General, do you want to take it with you?"

Although this kitten was the most sensible cat he had ever seen, but today was going to a banquet hosted by the president, something definitely went wrong.

"He wants to go."

Federer said three words lightly, and carried Ruan Fei into the car.

Carl frowned, he wants to go, so you let him go?

Will the general spoil this cat too much?

What about the principled general from before?

He sighed helplessly, closed the car door, and quickly stepped forward to drive the hover car.

Ruan Fei sat upright in the back seat, motionless, like a fossil.

Before going out just now, Federe helped him comb his body neatly, and carefully selected his bow tie, but after tidying up Ruan Fei, the man began to change his clothes in front of him.

Ruan Fei was a little embarrassed at first, but turned her head away, but later found that she was extremely hypocritical.

I am a cat in the eyes of others!

See what's up!

I am a cat!

While talking in his heart, Ruan Fei stared at his crotch for a while, feeling confident.

Until Federe turned his head and looked at him leisurely.

"Have you seen enough?"

Ruan Feicai finally looked away.

Hehe, that's amazing.

In order to show that she didn't care at all, Ruan Fei looked straight ahead.

Federer's eyes fell on the window, and through the reflective glass, he saw the cat sitting on the other side, with a tense little face, and even the slightly raised mustache seemed to read "No Desires, No Desires". Words, tenderness in the depths of the eyes.

When the suspension car drove to the center of the city, the closer it was to the central area, the fewer buildings around it, not too tall, but every place was very delicate, hidden in the dense forest.

Soon, a burst of light came from midair.

The light was so bright that it illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

A huge complex of buildings suspended in mid-air, dazzling, this is the presidential palace where the president lives.

There are hovering cars approaching from all directions, drawing a brilliant streamer in the air, stopping at the entrance, and everyone can only enter after strict inspection.

Federer got out of the car, glanced at the gorgeous palace in front of him, turned to look at Ruan Fei in the car, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand.

"Come here, Kitten."

He changed into a suit rarely today, and he looked less serious than before, making his figure even taller and his features deep.

Ruan Fei's face was still tense, and he looked hopeless. Turning his head to look, he could see a bit of tenderness in his eyes from the bright lights behind him.

After a few seconds, he walked over slowly.

Federe hugged him, combed the soft fluff, and walked towards the palace banquet hall.

There are people of the same sex around here one after another, many of them are ministers of the empire, and some are from outer galaxies. They have different life forms, their heads are held high, and their faces are full of pride.

"Follow me."

Federer reminded in a low voice, and walked into the banquet hall, the tenderness in his eyes had disappeared and turned cold.

The huge banquet hall is divided into upper and lower floors, with bright lights and staggered toasts.

Looking around, I saw many familiar faces, and even a few other families who were very low-key and never showed their faces outside also sent people over.

Ruan Fei searched around, but before seeing anyone, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"General Frederick, long time no see."

Sure enough.

Ruan Fei turned his head and looked behind him. Ruan Xin was wearing a white dress, obviously well-groomed, with a slight smile on his face.

Earlier, Ruan Fei discovered some clues.

Ruan Chenglei prepared an invitation letter for Ruan Xin and gave him some money. He guessed that they would come to the imperial banquet. When Federer set off, he insisted on coming.

I didn't expect to meet it.

It's just that Ruan Chenglei has worked so hard to send the illegitimate son who can't be on the stage to the imperial banquet. What is the purpose?

Frederick's expression was a little cold. "Are you coming to dinner?"

"I came here with my father. Although I can't go back to the Ruan family now, I am still a child of the Ruan family and the general's fiancée. My father thinks I should come and have a look."

Ruan Xin turned to look at Ruan Fei, smiling very warmly. "You didn't expect you to bring this kitten here. You are the first cat to come to the imperial banquet. You are really different."

Ruan Fei frowned, feeling something was wrong for a moment.

After being forcibly suppressed by him last time, Ruan Xin should have been silent for a while, how could he reappear so quickly and so arrogantly.

As if holding something important in his hand...

Just as he was thinking, Marshal Furrell walked over with a wine glass, and before he got close, there was a burst of hearty laughter.

"Isn't this Ruan Er Shao?"

When Ruan Xin saw him, he quickly turned around.

"marshal."

Last time at Ruan Qi's birthday banquet, Ruan Xin was ashamed in front of Furel and others, but he didn't expect the marshal to know him, so he was immediately flattered.

Furel smiled and looked at Ruan Fei. "I remember this cat, it's still as cute as before. You bring him to the banquet, and everyone will surround him later, being overwhelmed by his cuteness."

Federer nodded slightly, his expression very serious.

"The marshal came here on purpose, what's the matter?"

"Your Excellency the President wants to see you, go there first." Furel put down his glass, pointed to Ruan Fei, and said, "I'll help you take care of this fiancé and the kitten."

Federer looked down at Ruan Fei in his arms. If he was going to meet the president, it was really not suitable to take him with him.

"Then trouble the general."

As he said, he wanted to pass the kitten over.

As soon as Ruan Fei heard their conversation, she became a little curious. What exactly did the president want to say by sending the marshal to deliver the letter?

He quickly stretched out his claws, and firmly hooked Federer's clothes without letting go.

No, he wants to go too.

Federe patted his head lightly, with a bit of determination in his voice.

"obedient."

Ruan Fei slowly retracted his paws, jumped to the side table and sat down.

Frederick put some food on a plate in front of him before finally leaving.

Ruan Fei raised his head and saw Federer go through the crowd and walked up to the second floor. Just as he was about to see where he was, a face suddenly moved in front of him, blocking his sight.

"Little cutie, what are you looking at? Play with me, your master will be back soon."

As he spoke, he took out a cat teasing stick.

Ruan Fei had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't know why the dignified marshal came to the imperial dinner with a cat teasing stick.

Do you think you can tease him just by being a person?

See if I care about you?

Seeing that Federer's figure had disappeared from sight, Ruan Fei jumped off the table, quickly got into the crowd, and chased after him.

Furrell was stunned for a moment, watching Bai Tuanzi quickly disappear into the crowd, without even reacting.

"Fortunately, it is Federer's cat. It has such a personality and is indeed cute. No wonder so many people like it."

Ruan Xin sneered, and said with deep meaning: "Marshal, this cat is special, and it's here."

Frell turned to look.

"What do you mean by that?"

"You'll soon find out."

Ruan Xin nodded slightly, smiled even more proudly, nodded slightly, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Furel waved his hand, seeing that Ruan Xin had also left, he immediately felt a little bored, saw someone walking in from the outside, picked up the wine glass on the table, walked over with a smile.

Ruan Xin walked out of the banquet hall, but instead of going to the bathroom, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The second floor of the banquet hall.

Unlike the hall downstairs, those who can enter here are all from the top of the imperial pyramid, and they must obtain the permission of the President.

Just as Ruan Fei went upstairs, he saw a few bodyguards standing guard on both sides of the corridor, armed with weapons and heavily guarded.

He jumped up quickly, hid behind the flower pot, slowly drilled over, searched around, and finally came to the president's lounge, but the door was closed tightly, and no sound could be heard.

As soon as the inspector left, he raised his paw, gently pushed open a gap, and looked inside with wide eyes.

In the quaintly decorated room, Federer was standing in the center with his back to him, blocking the president's figure.

"It's time to put your marriage with the Ruan family on the agenda. If you drag it on, you may be discovered." The president said in a deep voice, "They are all old families that have been passed down tens of thousands of years ago. No matter how much you contribute, you are very good at intrigue."

"Everything is arranged by the president." Federer's voice was cold, and there was no sound.

"According to the plan, Ruan Fei should marry you. Ruan Xin is just an illegitimate child with too little influence..."

"Ruan Fei is currently missing, no one can be found, it is not suitable."

"Forget it, as long as you can get married."

Ruan Fei sat outside the door, vaguely hearing a hint of conspiracy.

The empire has always never interfered with their ancient families, but this time they proposed marriage on their own initiative, and it was the president's suggestion, which is indeed a bit wrong.

Just as he was thinking, the president waved his hand and said, "You go down first."

"Yes."

Federer turned around, and before Ruan Fei had time to back out, he bumped into Federer directly.

Eyes wide open.

Ruan Fei froze in place, not daring to move, and adrenaline was secreted rapidly.

Federer's eyes were cold, and there was no emotion on his face. When he saw the kitten hiding outside the door, there was a wave of fluctuation in his eyes, but he quickly returned to calm.

He quietly raised his foot and walked over.

"I heard that you recently raised a cat?" The president's voice suddenly came from behind, "Everyone will be saying, bring it over to have a look when you have time."

Federer didn't turn his head back, his eyes kept falling heavily on Ruan Fei, and his body couldn't hear the slightest clue.

"It's actually just an ordinary stray cat, no different from other pet cats."

"Well." The president slowed down, and said: "You have been in a mood swing recently, and you need to make some adjustments. I have already arranged it for you. Let's go there tomorrow."

"Yes."

While responding, Federer opened the door, just blocking Ruan Fei, and was about to go out when the president's voice came from behind him again.

"Federe, don't forget why I created you."

click.

The lounge door was closed.

Before Ruan Fei had time to escape, he was hugged by Federer.

"Didn't you say you can't run around?"

The kitten rolled over and slipped into his arms, pretending to be dead. At this moment, he still had lingering fears and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Go back." Federer didn't seem to want to worry about it, and led him downstairs.

However, Ruan Fei was in a state of confusion, and the news he heard just now was a bit messy.

What the hell is the president going to do?

Against the Ruan family?

Or all families?

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Fei became a little nervous, and his body became inexplicably hot.

In the banquet hall, many people had already arrived. Federe stood aside holding Ruan Fei and served him some food.

Many people saw someone bringing their pets in, recognized Ruan Fei at a glance, and wanted to get closer, but because Federer stood aside with a cold face, no one dared to come over.

Ruan Fei took a few mouthfuls of what was on the plate, licked his lips, and pushed the plate aside.

Not very tasty.

Recently, I have been spoiled by Stephen's cooking skills, and there is indeed a gap.

"Don't eat?" Federer threw away the rest and wiped his mouth for him.

At this moment, there was a commotion from the direction of the stairs on the second floor.

President Hopkins walked slowly down the stairs.

His Excellency the President of the Airl Empire is nearly two hundred years old, but now he looks radiant and upright. At the beginning, he was also a soldier who came down from the battlefield, from a general to a marshal, and finally became the president.

He has been in power for more than 30 years now, and has outstanding ability and is convinced by everyone.

Standing on the sixth step, Hopkins waved to everyone with a friendly smile on his face.

"Welcome everyone to this banquet, I hope you can have a good time tonight, don't be restrained." He said, took the champagne handed over by the assistant, and raised it slightly.

"Wish for peace."

Everyone immediately raised their glasses and said in unison: "I wish peace."

Ruan Fei listened to the celebratory sound, and saw the smiling, very kind president in front of him. It was really difficult to connect with the person who gave Federer an order in a cold voice just now in the lounge.

He moved uncomfortably.

Federer noticed his movement and looked down.

"uncomfortable?"

Ruan Fei frowned, inexplicably irritable, turned around, suddenly realized something, and opened his eyes wide in shock.

When he was transparent outside the lounge just now, he felt a little uncomfortable. He thought he had heard an ulterior secret, but he was so frightened that he completely forgot. This feeling is obviously a precursor to becoming an adult!

it's here?

Ruan Fei turned his head and looked away at the entire banquet hall. Do you want him to change here in front of so many people?

If it changes, don't you want to run naked?

Then tomorrow, he will be famous all over the stars!

That's too late……

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