"Giggle~~Ge" may have felt something, the rooster turned his head and Guan Lang glanced at each other, and the rooster crow stopped abruptly.

The original high-spirited state suddenly withered, and hurriedly fluttered in the opposite direction with his wings, but unfortunately was blocked by the crackling of the balcony protective fence.

Probably realizing that it was in danger, it lay in a corner, huddled in a ball, shivering.

The momentum emanating from Guan Lang's body was too oppressive.

Fortunately, Guan Lang thought that if he slaughtered it now, he would have to go to the market to buy another one, so he dispelled the idea.

tied the rooster back into the cardboard box, cleaned up the on the balcony, and drove Qianqiu, who was lying on the balcony to watch the play, back to the living room, Guan Lang was finally free.

After noon, it seems that the amount of food is slowly decreasing, which may be a sign that the evolution of the body is coming to an end.

At half past one o'clock at noon, Guan Lang punctually took out the collection of Zhang Xiaofeng's essays that he hadn't finished reading half of yesterday.

Prose is good for slow reading, but it's fun to read it quickly like this once in a while.

The text is like a delicate flowing water that washes over the spirit, and there is no need to care about the progress of the plot all the time, and be worried about the grievances and hatreds in the book.

Guan Lang often read Zhang Xiaofeng's prose when he was in junior high school, so he had already read most of the articles in this collection of essays.

However, when I was in high school, I read less prose, mainly reading some magazines with strong current criticism, as a material for them to write argumentative essays.

The door of the room was not closed, and Chiaki didn't know when she jumped on the desk, but it probably knew that Guan Lang was doing something, so it didn't make any noise, and just lay quietly aside.

Guan Lang glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

The little creature slept in a rather amusing position, lying on his back on the beech table like a man, his head resting on his pencil case, and when he looked over, it was still winking at him with big charming eyes.

Guan Lang understood what it meant, and every time the abrasive goblin's open belly was silently hinting: "Come and stroke me!"

It's a pity that Guan Lang doesn't eat this set, he has to study, and he doesn't have time to take care of it.

So after glancing at it, he turned his attention back to the book.

It's still interesting to read a book!

The time for reading passed quickly, and when Guan Lang closed the book, Qianqiu, who was lying next to him, had fallen asleep at some point.

The sky outside the window is blue and deep, like a bluestone slab washed by rain, the light yellow sunlight spills in through the glass, warm, not scorching, like a sweet strawberry-flavored nougat, elf-like little dust gently floating in the beige sun.

The sun shone on Chiaki's snow-white body, and her long hair fluffed like a hairball.

When she fell asleep, Qianqiu's eyelids didn't close, and she shook from time to time.

Guan Lang gently pulled out the chair and walked out of the room with his hands and feet.

Gently roll the sofa carpet with a sticky roller and clean up the shedding of Qianqiu every day.

After cleaning, grab all the hairs on the roller, which is enough to form a fist-sized hairball.

Put the new ball of fur in the bag he used to hold cat hair.

He didn't throw away the cat hair he cleaned every time, and now he has a small bag.

When he had saved enough, he was going to pinch a hat for it with Chiaki's fur.

Or knead it into a rope and make a Chinese knot.

After cleaning the room, his courier arrived just downstairs.

Guan Lang looked at the order, and it was not his 100-kilogram weight-bearing vest.

Rather, it is a domestic robot vacuum.

Guan Lang went down to sign for the courier.

I went upstairs with a box, removed the packaging, and took out the disc-shaped sweeping robot and charging base.

This is also bought for Qianqiu,After all, it's too tiring to bend down and hold a roller to clean up cat hair on the ground,And cat hair can't be swept with a broom.,A sweep will fly all over the house.,It's much easier for the sweeping robot to suck directly.。

Guan Lang read the manual and got off the app to roughly understand the precautions for its use.

After charging for a while, Guan Lang selected a voice package on the mobile phone's APP, pressed the switch on the fuselage, and prepared to try it out.

"Baby, get ready to work!" the robot vacuum cleaner made a milky sound.

With the sound of "grunt", the laser sensor on the black robot's disc began to rotate at high speed, roughly scanning the map of the room.

Guan Lang felt that the appearance of this little robot working was quite funny, so he followed it to observe.

The robot is still checking the boundaries of the house, and first begins to walk around the house to identify the location of the furniture in the apartment.

It was only after perfecting the map that it began to work responsibly, two small brushes at the bottom of the disc spinning rapidly.

He tried to shred a few pieces of paper and threw them on the ground, and the robot swept all the garbage in one go, and the effect was still very good.

But just when Guan Lang was having fun, a fierce white figure woke up at some point, and it stared at the big black disc that was moving slowly with big eyes, and a trace of curiosity flashed in its eyes.

It cautiously jumped next to the robot vacuum cleaner, slapped the disc twice with its cat's paws, and quickly spread its legs and ran to the foot of the dining table to continue to observe the robot's movements.

It still doesn't quite understand the identity of this black thing, and it's still in the tentative stage.

When it found that the other party did not react to its blows, it finally mustered up its courage, tiptoed over to the robot, and looked at the little brother with its head down.

The robot vacuum cleaner was still doing its job, panning forward for some distance, and banged into Qianqiu's two front feet.

However, after discovering that there was a foreign object in front of it, the robot bypassed it again.

Qianqiu glanced up at Guan Lang, lowered her head and licked her cat hair.

The robot continued to spin and wander around it, and Chiaki didn't understand what it was doing, so she followed it step by step, like a little henchman.

Even when the sweeping robot "Xiao Hei" moves under the sofa to clean, it has to go in and follow.

Guan Lang saw that it did not destroy it, so he let it fiddle with it, he moved a small chair, sat on the balcony and closed the door, untied the rooster, and quietly began to observe.

It's a pity that this chicken probably left some shadow, and when he saw Guan Lang, he shivered and nested in the corner.

Guan Lang had no choice but to go to the kitchen and grab a handful of vegetable leaves to feed it and temporarily enhance the relationship.

After the rooster tentatively ate a little, it may be that the charm of the food is too great, or it may notice that Guan Lang has no killing intent at this time, and its courage has grown a little, and it dares to walk around Guan Lang cautiously. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network", you can find this site as soon as possible.