As for grooming?

It doesn't matter at all! ! !

"Yeah." Sivir closed his pockets, cutting off Anna's perverted gaze from peeping at Mianmian Rabbit's sleep.

The two walked one after the other to the conference room a few floors higher.

Anna followed behind the Duke, almost watching and listening to all directions, and the wind was trembling.

She was afraid that some dude who didn't have eyes accidentally bumped into the duchess - it didn't matter if she bumped into the duchess, she was afraid that she would even break the little duchess in her pocket.

It was only after she reached the door of the conference room that Anna ended her staring at passers-by.

There are already many officers sitting in the large and solemn conference room. From retired marshal commander generals to young and promising majors.

Sivir is the leader of the younger generation, and is the chief commander of the empire. On the conference table, his position is also very high.

He followed the directions of the reception robot and sat down in his seat, with Anna standing behind him.

Sivir sat next to a retired old general. This is a kind old man who greeted Sivir cheerfully when he saw Sivir coming.

After a simple exchange between the two, the old general's eyes fell on Sivir's bulging pockets.

The old general met his companion's hilarity, and he said happily, "Are you also sneaking in with snacks to eat?"

The old general's pocket was also bulging. He took out two pieces of candy from his pocket, and the pocket immediately collapsed.

"I brought it too." The old general handed a piece of candy to Sivir, "Here, this is for you."

Sivir: "..."

Sivir took the candy and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The old general waved his hand, stretched his neck to look at Sivir's pocket, and his eyes were full of curiosity: "What did you bring to eat?"

Sivir: "..."

The Duke could not answer this question.

Fortunately, the start of the meeting was announced, and everyone stopped talking to each other, all of them sat upright with serious expressions on their faces.

He also didn't talk about the topic of what Mianmian rabbits eat.

Since the official start of the meeting, the whole atmosphere has been solemn and serious.

As the chief commander of the border campaign, after Sivir took the stage to speak, the audience's eyes were focused on him.

His bulging pockets also inevitably attract attention.

But it was His Royal Highness's speech that was the most important, and everyone had to turn their attention away from their bulging pockets.

"It can be seen from this that the battle damage of the main ship at that time..." Sivir's hand, the three-dimensional data image appeared in the air, changing with his explanation.

Everyone in the conference room was a little distracted.

——Is it your own illusion? How does it feel that His Royal Highness's pocket is moving?

Confusion was written in everyone's heart.

And it seems to be to verify the doubts of everyone.

The next moment, the Duke's pocket moved again.

Everyone:! ?

Not an illusion, not dazzling. In the pocket of Lord Duke's coat, the bulging mass is really moving!

is alive? !

In the conference room, everyone's eyes were instantly fixed on the pocket of the duke's coat.

In the pocket of the Duke, Tu Mianmian: "...?"

Tu Mianmian woke up after taking a nap, and just stretched out, he felt like a light on his back, as if someone was staring at him, as if his real eyes were on him.

who is it!

spying on me!

Tu Mianmian moved the little jiojio tentatively, and turned around in the Duke's pocket.

The sight outside seemed to be even hotter.

Tu Mianmian shook his head, not knowing why. It was pitch black in his pocket, and he couldn't figure out where he was now.

The voice of the duke came from above his head, but he spoke some terms that Tutu couldn't understand.

Mianmian Rabbit shook his tail, tilted his head to think about it, and began to climb out on his clothes.

He pushed open his pockets, and the bright light from outside came in. Tu Mianmian cautiously popped out her little head and secretly glanced outside.

Chapter 38

The Duke's clothes pockets were stretched open, and a round, fluffy top of his head emerged first.

Immediately, a little cutie suddenly appeared.

Tu Mianmian exposed half of her small head, carefully looking left and right, her eyes were big and round, and the way she was poking her brain looked too cute.

Everyone took a deep breath involuntarily.

Someone in the conference room couldn't help but blurted out, "Fuck!"

"..." Sivir, who was speaking on the stage, paused.

The Duke looked up at the person who suddenly made a sound, called out his name accurately, and said indifferently: "Do you have any opinion?"

The named officer froze.

Everyone in the conference room felt a chill behind them.

Tu Mianmian was keenly aware of the murderous aura, and with a "whoosh" she shrank back again, and very obediently lied down in the pocket of the Duke and pretended to be dead.

"No, no..." The officer who was lying in a trough quickly apologized, and cold sweat was about to break out, "His Royal Highness, it was me who lost my temper, I'm very sorry."

Different from the gentle appearance shown in front of Tu Mianmian, Sivir is fierce and decisive in the army, and also pays attention to military discipline and discipline. Many people are afraid of the power of His Royal Highness the Duke.

Offended by the indifferent His Royal Highness, the officer was naturally nervous.

"Yeah." Sivir stared at the officer for a moment, then nodded slightly, indicating that it should be lifted.

Sivir was not unaware of the movement in his pocket.

Presumably the distractions of the people in the conference room and the mistakes of the officers had something to do with the Mianmian rabbit in his pocket.

When Sivir's hand fell to his side again, he bent his fingers and tapped the bulging mass on his pocket.

Just knocked on Mianmian Rabbit's fleshy buttocks.As if to tell the little girl to calm down, he will be fine soon.