Snow Leopard Breeding Guide

In the end, she drank into a mess, and Gissy looked at her fiancé in her arms, dumbfounded.

Old Du couldn't care less about reprimanding the moths, he burped and babbled, let's go home, you remember to take anti-allergic medicine, we have it at home, if it doesn't work, you can go to the hospital by yourself Dad may not get up until noon tomorrow up...

Dubin... Dubin took over the arduous task of carrying his father home as if nothing had happened.

After parting with everyone downstairs, he stuffed Old Du into the back seat of the taxi, and then got in himself.

Fu Chen looked at his wooden stake tail that had been wagging like a whirlwind all night, and wondered why the dog's tail could wag so well.

Maybe it's because it's short, but if his big tail is wagging at this frequency, he'll get tired after a while.

Zhao Handong called his driver and took Yin Xiang back to the resettlement area by the way.

Gray Kite does not have its own nest in City B, so it can only temporarily live in the staff dormitory assigned to "Hide" by the General Administration.

But even though it is a dormitory, a clean and tidy single-person apartment is much better than a group rented apartment on the roof of Tongzi Building in Western Dianxi, which is comparable to a haunted house.

After seeing off a few drunks, Ji Qian carried Xu Si back to her home on the fourteenth floor.

Fu Chen supported the shit shoveler and walked back slowly. Being a cat is really difficult.

Fu Yun walked in a daze for a while, feeling his feet were blocked and panicked, he looked down and saw a bright white all over the ground.

"Huh? Is it snowing?"

"Well, are you so drunk that you can't even see the snow?" Fu Chen lightly smiled and patted the snowflakes on his head, "That's a pity, how beautiful it is."

In the middle of the night, the neighborhood has already fallen into silence.

Joy and silence are both human stage plays, and the scenery is indifferent to people's sorrows and joys, it is only a part of the audience.

When a person sees snow, if he feels lonely and sad, he will feel piercing; if he sees snow and feels happy, then he must have something to rely on.

Bai Xue didn't have any intentions at all, the only ones who were interested were the snow-appreciators.

As the chill crept into his neck, Fu Yun couldn't help shrinking his neck, and his mind became clearer.

The next moment, a warm scarf was wrapped around the neck, bringing the person's body temperature slightly higher than his.

Fu Yun frowned, and when he spoke, a cloud of mist jumped out following the rhythm, and slowly dissipated in the air: "Take it back, you don't wear much."

Fu Chen carefully tied the scarf: "I don't need it, the weather is just right for me, not to mention drinking wine."

After fiddling with the thick scarf, he felt that Fu Yun could leave by himself, but he was still confused, and would probably fall if he didn't pay attention, so he grabbed his hand in his palm.

The slightly higher body temperature of the orc was transmitted through the skin that was not covered by fur, dispelling the chill that chilled the palm of the hand.

Fu Yun was startled, and subconsciously pulled out his hand, but he still didn't pull it out.

It's probably because of being strong and cowardly. Some people have been on the rampage for a long time, and they would pretend to be deaf and dumb when held by their sweetheart.

Fu Chen didn't dare to go any further, he just held onto it carefully.

He became anxious for a moment, and didn't dare to speak, for fear that Fu Yun would wake up and react.

He suddenly remembered what he said before the meal, when the second snow fell in city B, he confessed his love.

Maybe God was worried about his peach blossoms, and sent a snowstorm while they were drinking.

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Fu Chen could almost hear the goddamn god shouting from above: "Little cat, come on!"

At this time, the cat suddenly became overwhelmed.

The snow fell much heavier than the first snow, and after a while, a layer of white snow piled up on the shoulders of the two of them.

The two-block road walked slowly and silently, and it came to an end before I knew it.

Just as he was about to pull him upstairs, Fu Yun suddenly stopped downstairs.

"Stop a moment, dizzy."

As he said that, he sat down on the steps at the top of the stairs. His long legs still felt tight when they were resting on the two steps below, so he simply stretched them out.

Fu Chen bumped into him and asked him to move to the side, and then took advantage of the fact that cats are liquids to squeeze in.

Two Chinese characters were stuffed side by side at the entrance of the small staircase, the width was not enough no matter what, Fu Yun was so crowded that he habitually pulled out an arm and put it on the cat's back.

Sometimes the cat would jostle him awake at night, and he had to raise his hand to let the cat crawl into his arms, and it became natural over time.

The corridor is dark, and the outside world is pure white, which makes people feel easier.

Fu Chen suddenly asked: "Will you get married in the future?"

Fu Yun smiled: "It's too far away, I don't even have a date yet."

He just blurted out the words originally, but the cat found a gap to exploit.

Fu Chen pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Now the country assigns people, do you want it?"

He paused, and the words he spoke softly were as quiet and gentle as snow at night, but to the ears of those who cared, they felt like fireworks in June.

"I like you, okay?"

Ruined.

Fu Yun only had time to mutter something to himself in his mind, and then he was bald with a bang, and there was nothing left in his mind.

Fu Chen waited quietly, his confession was probably too sudden, and Fu Yun hadn't calmed down yet, but after a while he would be able to function again, anyway, it was the same as the last time he kissed him.

He held Fu Yun's hand very patiently. There was a scratch on the thumb joint a few days ago. Fu Yun put the tape on himself, and Fu Chen carefully pasted the rolled up place back.

The palms are warm and warm, and I don't want to let go.Fu Chen lightly touched the wooden man with his shoulder again: "Brother, give me a reaction."

Fu Yun looked down at his hand being manipulated by others, but he didn't take it out, as if it was someone else's hand.

His voice was low, and his emotions were suppressed: "I've been thinking, what are we doing like this?"

He looked at the white snow covering the street, and a smile as pale as snow unconsciously curled up on the corner of his lips: "I seem to have raised a cat, but it seems to be more than that."

He bowed his head in thought, but Fu Chen couldn't see his expression clearly, so he lowered his head slightly and moved closer.

"Meow?"

Fu Yun was amused, and turned his face to look into his eyes.

Fu Chen's eyes were like the layer of gray under the ice, and also like the countless secrets at the bottom of the frozen lake.

He remembered the first time he engraved these eyes deeply in his mind, it was that sunny morning at the bottom of the Rift Valley.

Frosty.

Fu Shen.

He gently leaned forward, and the cat's beautiful eyes widened.

Yexue was silent, floating joyfully and fieryly.

In the resettlement area, which is strictly controlled by Class A criminals, the door of Room A1 is strictly guarded.

A team of police dogs escorted him back to his cell.Wei's hands and feet are in shackles, half of his face is hidden in the protective gear, and his dark eyes peek out at the world from between his disheveled hair.

The two reinforced metal doors were closed, and the electronic lock connected to the power grid was activated.

After Fu Yun made sure that everything was resettled, he left behind the two dogs stationed at the door, and turned to leave Area A.

Xu Si had already sorted out the information and came out of the monitoring room, just in time to run into Fu Yun.

He shook his head: "I still didn't say anything. All I said were some useless clues. This orc's mouth is so tight."

"If you can't, just ask slowly, at least it's better than not being able to ask questions a few months ago." Fu Yun took off his gloves, "Has there been any new progress in the research of that strengthening potion?"

"No, the team leader of 'Jumang' is going bald because of this incident, and he didn't even have a few hairs left."

"But I heard that a few people are coming today. They are a team led by university teachers. They seem to be working on a related project. You can come and take a look."

Fu Yun knew about this.

His new boyfriend was called away early in the morning to supervise visitors, and the sound of cursing and getting dressed woke him up too.

There was reason to be angry, they were still on vacation, and Fu Chen had even happily planned a whole day's date, when he was suddenly called back to the resettlement area to see the dead fish face that hadn't lasted all day.

Snow Leopard was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Remembering that the cat was still purring resentfully in its throat before going out, and the fur on its tail stood up in anger, Fu Yun felt a little funny again.

It is estimated that the cat is in a good mood these days, so "Qi" can move this big Buddha.

If there is no reply to the message sent, "Qi" will most likely find Fu Yun and start earnest ideological education.

Then let's sacrifice the cat for a while, Fu Yun thought.

Being a boyfriend is not easy.

While studying another case, the door of the office was pushed open, and Fu Yun stood up.

A cat came in and quickly pecked him on the lips while no one was around: "Good morning, team leader."

Fu Yun frowned: "Let's talk about business."

"Can't I just come and see you?" Fu Chen curled his lips, "The university teacher is here, wait downstairs."

Fu Yun casually poked Fu Chen's furry head: "Let's go, go see the guests."

In the hall on the first floor of the resettlement area, the "Xing Tian" team has escorted a small group of people in.

Headed by an old professor and a man in a white suit.

The man was thin and straight, and his gold-rimmed glasses barely covered his pair of phoenix eyes, but the charm between his brows could not be erased; the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his thin lips looked flirtatious and romantic.

He heard the movement and looked over, his movements were both elegant and seductive.

Sven scum.

Such a word suddenly appeared in Fu Yun's mind.

He couldn't help but secretly compared the white suit with the cat beside him.

The cat is tall and straight, with curly gray hair over the shoulders that is always tied up with a turquoise rope. Its skin color is slightly darker than that of mainlanders, its eyebrows are handsome, and its teeth are pointed when it smiles, a bit like a Cheshire cat.

Comparing the two, Fu Yun felt that his boyfriend was the winner.

The old professor held out his hand to Fu Yun: "Director Fu, hello. Thank you very much for providing our school with this opportunity for scientific research."

After speaking, he raised his hand and introduced to Fu Yun: "This is our team leader, Professor Mao. He has a lot of research in this new field and is also the general manager of our project."

The white suit nodded politely: "My name is Mao Yun, and Fu Chu can call me Xiaomao. I will do my best to help you solve technical difficulties."

Fu Yun stretched out his hand: "Thank you very much for coming, please follow me to the negative floor."

As he spoke, he ordered Zhao Handong in a low voice to bring Wei out, and when he turned around, he quietly gave Fu Chen a wink.

Good people.

Fu Chen shook his tail to express his understanding.

The team led by Professor Mao Yun is very efficient. In one afternoon, with the cooperation of "Jumang", several special substances were analyzed from the never serum.

This substance will be hidden in red and white blood cells, and it is difficult to find it without careful investigation.

This is probably the medicine residue after the previous strengthening.

The university's research team didn't know about Wei's origins. They only knew that the orc had been injected with a strange drug, so they had no fear. Looking at Wei's eyes as if they had seen a treasure, they carried out various tests excitedly.

Not like a wooden man, without any resistance, he was at his disposal, and the cooperation was disturbing.

The experiment on the first day came to an end in the evening. Professor Mao Yun ordered the students to adjust some testing equipment, and the data could be produced the next morning.

Fu Chen sent Wei back to the cell, and Fu Yun sent the scientific research team out of the resettlement area.

The students were busy carrying equipment and counting the number of people. Mao Yun urged them for a while, then suddenly came to Fu Yun's side and chatted with him.

"Is the Fu office always this busy? Responsible for receiving visitors from outside?"

Fu Yun chuckled: "No, we need to do a lot of field work, this time it's just a coincidence."

"That's it..." After the students had boarded the bus, Mao Yun politely nodded at Fu Yun, "Nice to meet you, see you tomorrow."

His smile is amiable, polite and gentlemanly, not embarrassing.

Fu Yun said goodbye to him happily, and the students in the car were also waving.

As the bus drove away from the resettlement area, Fu Yun didn't know when someone was quietly standing beside him, and was taken aback.

Fu Chen: "You just smiled at him like a flower, I saw it."

He saw that there was no one around, and immediately hugged Fu Yun with his arms: "Don't laugh at others."

"What kind of gangster logic is this?" Fu Yun wanted him to let go, but he was hugged even tighter, so he patted the cat's head, and kissed him on the cheek again.

"Okay, let go, let's go home. Or do you want to work overtime?"

Fu Chen quickly let go, and Fu Yun took his hand to take him back.

"Shall we go out to eat tonight?"

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Have a steak, you'll be full."

"Then our family may have to sell the house. Change to another one, do you want to eat hot pot?"

"eat!"

……

Late at night, on the top of a high-rise building in the center of City B, Mao Yun was dressed in home clothes and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of red wine, admiring the bustling night view of City B.

A conference call was going on on the computer behind him, and several voices were arguing angrily.

"Wei has now abandoned his son. Even if he is rescued, his brain will be damaged by the medicine, and he will no longer be as perfect as before."

Another voice was cold and serious, Mandarin with a strong Cantonese accent: "After being rescued, I will discipline myself, and I can still become perfect."

On the phone, a cold female voice immediately retorted: "Wu, pay attention to your attitude, you are no longer trusted by the organization."

Wu immediately became angry, and his hoarse voice was full of hatred: "It's their despicable methods! They bypassed the judicial process of City A and launched a surprise attack."

"I'm just a businessman, but they ruined everything for me!"

"I must make them pay the price!"

"The strength of the Special Control Bureau is not low, you can't provoke it just by thinking! If you bring trouble to the organization, the third master will not let you go after he is held accountable!"

Mao Yun swayed the red wine in the glass and said softly, "It's too noisy, be quiet."

There was no sound on the phone, only the rustling of electricity.

"There are indeed some things in the Special Control Bureau. In ordinary times, it is better to go around, but..."

He squinted at the tiny swirl in the cup.The red wine rolled, rolling the fine powder to the bottom of the vortex, submerged in the scarlet black world.

"Sooner or later we will have to discuss this matter, but now is not the time."

He looked down at the phone, where it suddenly lit up, indicating that there was a new message coming in.

Open it, and a blurry photo appears in front of you.

Through the glass window, you can see the people in the hot pot restaurant. Fu Yun is eating hot pot happily with a gray-haired orc, talking happily.

"The most fatal blow can only be launched when the timing is right... What do you think? Director Fu."

The bustling neon lights of City B are shrouded in the dark night. People are in the bright streets, but they don't expect the night to come.

The author has something to say: about Fu Shen's eyes and winks~

Fu Chen's prototype was a real snow leopard, and his eyes were also light gray, but a little bluer, making him look a bit colder.

I don’t know if you have seen a large piece of frost, the surface is covered with a layer of frost and snow, but after scraping it off, you will see the deep blue of the sea below. No matter how thick the frost color is, it is only shallow in the end. , transparent and simple, looks very clean~