personally hugged Zhaocai to the next room, and saw that the kitten cub was actually a social cow, and in the photographer's praise, he made two movements cooperatively, and Fang Qingnuan barely put his mind at ease.

The photographer was dressed as an artist, dressed in a wide casual suit, with a shirt and a small waistcoat, his messy hair pressed by a diagonal hat, and most of his eyebrows and eyes were obscured. When Fang Qingnuan first came in to say hello, he was adjusting the positions of several cameras, and he only nodded casually, which was in stark contrast to the enthusiastic attitude when facing the kitten, which had the flavor of an artist.

Another middle-aged lady in a suit and a high ponytail looked very capable, politely looked at her in return, looking at the work card on her chest, she should be what Noah called a "pet psychologist".

"Two teachers, I'll trouble you with your fortune." She nodded to the two in the room, and then returned to the next door at Noah's call, the meeting was about to begin.

Seeing Fang Qingnuan leave obediently, the two figures who seemed to be busy just now were pressed the pause button, and suddenly relaxed.

The lady who was closer to the door closed the door softly, and took out a voice isolation device from the folder on the table and opened it, only then did she dare to tear off the bionic mask on her face, revealing a stunning face hidden underneath.

"Theseus!" She flew in front of the kitten, hugged him into her arms, and whipped him in her arms, crying and complaining about her son's uneasiness, "You don't contact your mother, woo woo, I'm worried about me, you bad boy." ”

Picking up the mask she threw on the ground, the photographer, whose voice was still a little hoarse just now, spoke this time, but used his melodious and beautiful voice like a violin: "Little aunt, you can't lose this thing, you have to use it when you go back later." ”

He lifted the bangs of the wig that was in the way, and took a look at Xius: "Little cousin Xius, I can be regarded as seeing you alive." ”

"Mi~Meow Woo Mi!" Xius was a little uncomfortable by his mother, who was carrying the rain with pear blossoms, and twisted his body and screamed at him a few times, looking impatient.

"Eh, auntie, what is Hughes talking about?" Amidio looked confused.

"I ...... How do I know that I don't have the form of a beast and can't understand them...... It's time to speak. Theresia was still sobbing and crying, completely unaware of what she was saying, and her nephew was on the verge of breaking down.

Amidio took a few deep breaths, suppressed his desire to get angry, and asked her with a smirk: "So, may I ask you that you have always emphasized that it is better to carry you than to bring Your Majesty, where is the strength?" Now we don't even have a communication barrier. ”

"It's strong that I'm the mother of Theseus, and I love him the most in the world!" Holding the kitten up in front of Amidio, Theresia said confidently, and pleaded with her youngest son to cooperate, "Hughes, do you say that's the case?" ”

"Mi ——!" Xius let out a long cry of weakness, and looked at Amidio with sympathy in his eyes. Who do you say you recruit badly, and what do you do to provoke her?

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At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Amidio entered the palace with the bionic mask he had collected from the black market at a high price, and he only bought two of them due to limited time, so he planned to let King James dress up as a butler and sneak out of the palace with him.

Now Theresia is not going to do it, she said that she must be the first to see Xius, how can she only take her unreliable husband out!

She has always been gentle and lovely, and she used her unskilled tea art, and pretended to cry in James's arms for a long time, holding her throat and asking to keep the opportunity for herself. King James thought that anyway, with Amideo and Hughes in charge, his wife would be in charge of being as beautiful as a flower, but there would be no big problem, so he relented and agreed, and turned down the opportunity to see his son on the grounds that he was going to the military headquarters in the afternoon.

It's actually more convenient to take Theresia out, let her exchange clothes with Mrs. Russell, and leave with Amideo in her face, who would have guessed that this is Aunt Auntie's pretending mother?

However, the poor information made the king think that the younger son could speak normally, and whoever went would be the same.

It also made Amidio think that his aunt also knew the meow of Hughes, and she could communicate with her as well.

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The chicken and duck talked for a minute, and Amidio's mind was full of Hughes's "meow", and he didn't understand a word, but Theresia looked thoughtful, nodding her head in response from time to time, and it seemed that she could really communicate with the kitten.

"Auntie, what did he just say?" He couldn't help but be in awe of his little aunt, it turned out that the tacit understanding between the mother and son had been cultivated to such a level?

Theresia nodded in response to Hughes and whispered in his ear, "I, no, know, way, ah...... I'm just pretending I understand, otherwise Theseus would have been bored. ”

"......" Amidio retracted the admiration he had just had, he shouldn't have had hope.

Calling up his virtual keyboard, he could only use the method he did last time he had a video conference with Xius, so that he was a little tired and took more words, "Xius, come on, it seems that you can only communicate with us with your own hands." ”

"I refuse." A childish boy's voice rang out from the kitten's mouth, and he patted Amidio's frozen hand in the air, and said in a teasing tone, "If I hadn't coincidentally regained my ability to speak this morning, this keyboard would have been a testimony of your cruelty to small animals." ”

"Aren't you ......" able to speak?

"Ahhhh Before Amideo could finish speaking, Theresia teased her cub again and jerked him wildly.

Life is not easy, the administrator sighed. Regret the word, he has said tired.

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Interstellar's youth Internet protection has been legislated, and there is a strict supervision and detection system for young people under the age of 16, so even if Bobao squats in the live broadcast room on a sunny day whenever he has time, the terminal in his hand is restricted from speaking and giving gifts, and he can only watch his beloved anchor interact with other people, and he can't even participate in the lottery.

Leo opened the account to help him send gifts a few times and participated in the lottery, but the housekeeper was unlucky, and he missed once.

At noon that day, when he was sharing the senses of fortune in the live broadcast room and drooling wildly, Leo brought the good news that made him excited, and Qingtian contacted the housekeeper to send the remaining six pot helmets to him to eat!

"Woo woo woo rio, I'll just say it, Sister Qingtian still loves me." I was pampered since I was a child, what kind of gift have I never seen? But it was these beef pot helmets that accurately poked Bobao's touching point.

Leo couldn't help but sigh that this anchor is sunny and doesn't look like a person with a city government, and it is likely that he will approach with ill intentions if he excludes ill-intentioned approaches...... Let's be attracted to each other by foodies.

Happily waiting for lunch at home, Bobao generously promised to give a pot helmet to the butler, although he was very good at eating, but six pot helmets were still a little reluctant.

Unexpectedly, along with the delivery information, there was also a clear apology: "I'm sorry, Zhaocai just ate two more troubles, and this time I can only give Bobao four pot helmets." I specially sent the ketchup I boiled before to apologize, and you can refer to this live broadcast for the specific way to eat [link]"

Leo silently instructed the kitchen to fry potato wedges according to the video of the sunny day, and felt sad for his pot helmet that would most likely be taken back by the little young master, what kind of peculiar breed is that cat called Zhaocai, how can it be eaten so much!

Half an hour later, biting the fourth pot helmet fiercely, Bobao, who was half-full, had a resolute look in his eyes: "Leo, get ready." I'm going to my sister's house this weekend! ”

I originally wanted to set Xiusi's mother as a goddess, but I didn't expect it to become a female neuropathy hhh when it was written

Bobao is an important character, so he will appear regularly to brush up his presence, this time, does Xiao Fang dare to secretly pet the dog again?