I don't know when it began, but the joy is always there.

"Mr. Marceau, I've put the rabbit in the kitchen. Barbarim's voice came from downstairs.

Marceau poked his head out from the second floor: "Okay, thank you for your hard work." Holding the blankets woven by the girls, which smelled of the sun in the sun, Marceau spread them one by one on the girls' beds.

I don't know when the gloom began to dissipate.

Collecting the girls' coats, Marceau carried a large bamboo basket to the rooftop, where the mechanized pool was filled with water, and he poured the coats into the pool, into which he poured some alchemical potions, which were effective in breaking down all kinds of stains.

I don't know when it began, life has become very normal, there is no caution, and there is no fear.

The summoned water elemental was very clumsy in handling the clothes, and the cat cub in his hand went downstairs with nothing in his hand.

"Haven't they come back yet?" Marceau looked at the rabbit girl, who was pounding glutinous rice—a crop from the southern Changtang that was used as a pastry-making plant, and Barbarim had only watched Marceau do it a few times before she learned to make glutinous rice cakes without a teacher—the way the rabbit girl rolled up her sleeves and worked hard for food fascinated Marceau.

"No, I just asked, Sister Mo whispered's blind date seems to have failed. The rabbit girl said as she pounded the glutinous rice cake hard.

Yes, did Mo whisper fail.

Marceau shook his head, I don't know when Mo Qingyu has become a family-like existence, and since knowing what Uncle Mo did, Marceau feels that Mo Qingyu, who is oppressed by his father and self...... Exceptionally pitiful.

"It's a pity, I don't know why, so let's ask when the time comes. Sighing and rolling up his sleeves, Marceau helped Barbarim start pounding the glutinous rice cakes.

"You don't have to say that, Mr. Marceau. The rabbit girl was a little puzzled and a little hesitant, but finally gave up the handle on one side of the stake: "At home, mothers never let their fathers do the housework. ”

"Ah...... Idle is also idle, help you, and we will deal with the snow rabbit sooner when the time comes. Marceau didn't see anything wrong with that, but felt that the square-eared and pointy-eared men were really spoiled.

Although envied, it is definitely not what Marceau is after.

Barbarim didn't say anything more, but the joy on the bunny girl's face couldn't be concealed in any way.

I don't know when Barbarim is no longer the bunny girl who sits in the corner in a daze, she has learned to laugh...... It's pretty cute, too.

Perhaps this is the best annotation that fate changes life, no longer the fear of genetic pairing, no longer the confusion of the future life, and no longer the regret of not being able to see the road clearly.

Just like his current self, it's like knowing everything from the flames, knowing that Jiuye is the dead end of floating in outer space, knowing the bitterness buried in Annie's heart, knowing Yang's pain when making a choice, and knowing that no matter how time changes, Mingen and Mingmei are still the most perfect shovelers in their memories.

The road of life, the road of meow, the road of rabbits, no matter whose road it is, should be smoother and smoother, and the better it is.

Although such a goal is somewhat difficult to achieve, it is precisely because of this that when it is achieved, there is a sense of accomplishment.

"Babarim, have you thought about what to do in the future?"

"Well, when I was very young, I wanted to eat all the best rhizomes in the world, because I saw the tragic past of my race in the history books, so I thought that I must taste the beauty of free life in place of those ancestors in my family who had not tasted delicious food. When Barbarim mentioned his dream, he smiled a little awkwardly: "Later, I found out that such a beautiful dream was just the delusion of a greedy rabbit, so I thought that when I grow up, I must become a good mother like my mothers." ”

"Haven't you ever thought about doing something of your own?" Marceau was a little strange, compared to Barbarim, the other girls had their own jobs and careers, and even Bunetani was on the path of aspiring to become a diplomat.

Only this rabbit girl, who doesn't have many ideas and no ambitions.

"Your own business...... In fact, since I learned about the genetic pairing, I haven't thought about it, because everyone says that the difference between the rabbit girl in this life is just who she marries. As Barbarim spoke, her eyes remained motionless as she stared at Marceau: "I never thought that one day I would follow my sisters into Mr. Marceau's life. ”

"Ah...... Actually, I have a good impression of you, after all, you are my boatswain, although you are always injured. Marceau replied with a smile.

I don't know when it began, Barbarim also came into her own life, although it was just a rabbit giveaway from the beginning, but this rabbit girl's fearless appearance in the battle still won Marceau's favor.

Of course, Marceau was really embarrassed for a long time when the bunny girl was deceived by the girls that her kidney, which had been removed because she was injured, was fired and fed to the cat—no wonder the bunny girl looked at Marceau in the wrong way during that time.

"I also have a good impression of Mr. Marceau, after all, compared to Mr. Marceau, the peers I know are completely incomparable. The rabbit girl said solemnly: "Whether it is skill, temperament, or cooking, Mr. Marceau is the best." ”

Marceau raised her eyebrows, curled up the carrot with her tail and began to feed the bunny girl.

The pounded glutinous rice cake was recovered by Marceau, and then the pastry was made, and Barbarim happily cut the osmanthus flowers, then mixed them with granulated sugar, ready to sprinkle on them.

At this time, Akemi and Akemi are finally on the line.

"Ah, is it osmanthus cake again, that's great. Minn walked over to Barbarim's side and started working hybrid with her, while Minn came to Marceau: "Failed. ”

"Sister Mo must be very sad. Marceau sighed: "Is the other party too angry? Or is it ugly and still to blame?"

"No, the other party's name is Zhou Jing'an, and he is a bastard who wants to sneak on two boats. Minn said as he took a basket of cakes that Marceau had prepared and carried them to the long table where Barbarim and his sister were.

"Hey, and that?" Marceau was a little surprised.

"Yes, but that guy didn't please either, and was beaten up by his ex-girlfriend who had just become an ex. Mingen smiled a little breathlessly when he said the news: "You didn't see it, that young lady is super capable of fighting." ”

"This guy is really interesting. Mingmei also smiled and said: "Uncle Mo and his father didn't know that he had a girlfriend, this guy hid it deep enough." ”

"Probably some guys think they're handsome, so they can do whatever they want. At this point, Minn poked Babarim in the waist with his elbow, "I say, our Marceau is pretty reliable, right?" ”

"Well, Mr. Marceau's appearance is not wrong to describe as cute. "Barbarim is serious nonsense.

"Please, girls, although I am a cat, I am handsome and the pursuit of a male cat. Marceau didn't think he could say that.

"It's enough to be cute, but being handsome will be very insecure. The girls replied.

Marceau rolled her eyes.

………………

Feeding each other with pastries and delicacies in the game, Marceau unexpectedly found that Mo Qingyu was not online, out of concern for acquaintances and care for regular customers, Marceau got off the line and prepared to visit Mo Qingyu.

"Is it really okay?" asked Minen, who was sitting by the door, a little worried.

"No problem, I think Sister Mo is also a social person, even if she is angry, she will quickly put these unlucky things behind. Marceau crouched down and kissed Minn on the forehead, "See you tomorrow." ”

“…… See you tomorrow. Ming'en pursed his lips and smiled inexplicably.

It was midnight in Martian Eastern Time Zone, and Marceau walked to the door of Mo Qingyu's room, and before he could push the door, he heard a choked voice from the room.

I don't know when Marceau began to stop seeing the girl cry, because he still owes Akemi and Mineon in the past, and it is clear that he ...... I can't get this kindness in this life.

So he pushed open the door and looked at the square-eared girl sitting on the mat, who was holding a large bottle, which by the trademark was supposed to be sake, which seemed to be the homebrew of the Japanese people in the neighborhood, and the old couple always liked to use this large bottle for sake.

I don't know how much I drank, but the Mo whisper in Marceau's eyes turned red: "Marceau, come and have a drink with my sister." She said this, and the smell of wine almost smoked the kitten.

"Don't drink it. Marceau walked to the table, stretched out his hand and pulled out the bottle of wine from Mo Qingyu's arms, and looked at the capacity...... Okay, at least a pound was killed, if it weren't for Tel's high tolerance to alcohol, the cat cub could already consider whether to call the emergency call at this time.

But that's it, the cat cub still had to feed Mo Qingyu a sobering soup - the soup is a specialty of Xicuizhuang, and the cat cub wasted a lot of effort to pour the soup into the young lady's mouth.

"Sister Whispering, don't drink like this next time. Marceau patted him on the back, muttering something she had been muttering since the beginning, and the kitten didn't understand much, but at least she understood the core meaning - 'I, whisper, super defeat.' ’

"Oh, Sister Mo, don't be like this, you are such a charming and lovely young lady, you will not be unable to marry. Marceau dragged Mo Whisper hard, trying to drag her to the bedroom—this young lady really had some weight, maybe wine, maybe soup, maybe strength, in short, the kitten wasted a lot of effort to drag her to the bed.

"Marceau, I'm a failure. Mo whispered and grabbed Marceau's shoulders with both hands.

But aren't you, the defeated dog of the Lipai, you are really.

Marceau was almost confused by this, and patted her on the shoulder: "Believe in yourself, Sister Mo, you won't be left unwanted." ”

"But...... But I always can't ......marry myself," Mo whispered his head crooked in Marceau's arms, and just as the kitten was thinking about comforting her, he saw the young lady grab Marceau's pajamas with both hands and pull hard.

The cat cub exploded on the spot, wait a minute, Miss Mo, what do you want to do?! Everyone is a social person of the Lipai, although you are older, I don't care, but no matter what, this body is Mingmei's, you move me, I want to ...... Retracting his thoughts, Marceau looked at Mo whispering into his collar.

…… I rolled my eyes very helplessly.

………………

After taking a bath, he returned the fragrant cat cub he had handled with soap to Mo Qingyu's room, and looked at her lying in the bed from outside the door, and the cat cub sighed.

Really, that's why Marceau hates alcoholics.

The girls have already gone to sleep, and now only they can help Mo whisper, do you want to wake up all night, lest something go wrong with this person?

Just when Marceau thought so, with the hearing of the kitten, he heard Mo whispering and crying in the bed, so the kitten hurriedly crawled to the bed, and his good night vision allowed him to see her with her mouth open.

"Are you awake?" Marceau asked with a smile.

"My head hurts. The young lady replied in a choked voice.

"Sister Mo, you drank a lot of wine, really, it's just a blind date failure, and it's not the end of your life, do you need to be so decadent?" Marceau stretched out his hand and nodded Mo whispering's forehead.

"A kid like you won't understand. Mo whispered and replied.

"Who said that, I'm a member of the faction. The kitten said - although he is still in the room, he is also the master of a whole dozen shovelers, and compared with a defeated dog with square ears like you, it is better to judge whether it is good or not.

Then the lord of the Lipai was thrown to the edge of the bed, and it was only then that the hunter noticed the light in Mo Qingyu's eyes in the state of Xia Keshang...... Like a predatory bug.

Unexpectedly, he found that his identity had changed, and glanced at the exoskeleton that had not been put on in time because he had taken a shower before, and the latter stood quietly outside the door.

"Hmm...... Sister Mo, there seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding between us. The kitten felt that there was something wrong with it and had to make a statement: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course, it's what a social person should do. "In the dark-lit room, the eyes of the hunter are staring at the prey beneath him.

Marceau used his tail to pluck Akemi's communication.

'Dear users, the video calling number you dialed is turned off. ’

The kitten used his tail to dial Akemi's number again.

'Dear users, the number you dialed for your video call has been set as a call alert. ’

Meow a!Is there no one to come to the rescue?!

In desperation, Marceau dialed the number of the nine leaves.

'Hello dear users, the video call number you dialed has been turned off, and the owner left a message 'Something to say tomorrow'. ’

Tomorrow?!In a few moments, your master will be eaten and wiped clean!

The dying kitten dialed Anne's number.

'Dear users, the video calling number you dialed is down due to arrears. ’

The unloved prey watched as the communicator on its wrist was removed and tossed aside, its tail flapping weakly on the tatami mat as it could no longer dial the number.

Foremost, Father of Heaven, your children seem to have followed your old path.