Zhong Jingshu raised his eyebrows, "I won't deliver the goods, I look forward to good reviews."

Audience: "...breeder, won't your conscience hurt?"

"Bad review!!! Unless you make the big tiger look cute, I won't forgive you so easily."

"The breeder has already returned to Interstellar, so when will the planet be opened? I can't wait."

Zhong Jingshu supported the big tiger and sat up straight, thought for a while and said: "The Siberian tiger is a beast, and I will not keep it in the villa all the time. It just arrived these days, so I will accompany the big cat to get acquainted with it."Environment, I will put it back into the forest when it is almost time, so the wild is more dangerous for humans, so..."

That's all for the preface, and the final conclusion, no matter whether you say it or not, the audience in the live broadcast room should probably understand it.

The senior VIP in the front row posted a colorful barrage: "Summary: Don't wait until the planet is closed."

"Aw! The chance to watch big cats up close is gone."

"It's a symbolic pity, after all, I don't think I can afford a ticket even if the planet is open..."

...

Zhong Jingshu comforted: "I know that everyone likes these furries, but it's actually very good to watch from the live broadcast room. The shooting is still close-up and high-definition."

As he said that, the breeder's hand fell on the big tiger's face, and with a slight twist, the big tiger followed the strength on his wrist and turned back. Zhong Jingshu put the ring watch very close to the Siberian tiger's eyes.

The only footage in the live broadcast room is the sharp eyes of the Siberian tiger.

Because it was too close, the Siberian tiger narrowed its eyes, and a sense of oppression suddenly rushed to its face.

"?!!"

"Ahhh why did you suddenly close the distance, I almost had a cardiac arrest at this moment."

"Suddenly, I felt like I was meeting a big cat for the first time. I remember the breeder called Brother Hu. It seemed like a long time had passed."

With just one look, the big cat didn’t show any extra expressions. With this posture, it rubbed against the breeder’s hand, caught a glimpse of the furball that was chasing after it, swung its tail, swam forward, and opened the gap between it and the furball.distance.

After swimming for half a day, furball, who is a little short-legged compared to the big tiger, should be tired, and his speed has slowed down significantly.

Da Ju, who was fighting with Juanjuan behind, was pressed down by his brothers' paws and simply floated on the water.

So Juanjuan bit the back of Da Ju's neck again, and chased after him while swimming.

Da Ju sucks.

This is what Bufield saw when he came to the live broadcast room.

The big tiger carried Zhong Jingshu on its back and roamed leisurely in front as if it was on vacation, while the three little tigers behind were still paddling tiredly on the water.

Bufield slowly raised half of his eyebrows.

The special effects of the immediate boss entering the live broadcast room are different, and Zhong Jingshu is not using professional live broadcast equipment now, when the special effects appear, the entire ring watch jumps.

Zhong Jingshu, who lay on his back on the big tiger and looked at the little tiger, was shaken by the special effect. He thought there was something wrong with the ring watch, but he clicked on it and found out what happened. He felt that his current sitting posture was not formal, so he quicklySit up straight, straighten the ring watch, "Your Highness?"

Bufield: "Don't be nervous, it's okay. I just finished my work and found you were live, so I clicked in to watch."

From the beginning of this mission to the present, live broadcasting during the mission is not an option, and all participating staff are strictly required to live broadcast.

But after the work is done, the live broadcast can be arranged freely.

Most of the time, to be precise, before the appearance of Zhong Jingshu, all the live broadcast rooms did not start the live broadcast outside the mission.

Even Bufield felt a little surprised.

Bufield: "You are on vacation now, so you don't have to be busy with work."

Barrage:"???"

"Come on, management kicks this person out."

"Hahaha man, management: why don't you see what you're talking about?"

"It's not the person who made this statement. He even dared to steal the number of His Royal Highness Bufield. It's simply presumptuous! (I mean, I support kicking him out.)"

No one would dare to kick him. The management is crazy to kick his boss. Besides, it is impossible for his account authority to override Bufield's official account.

It's impossible to kick.

Account hacking is even more impossible. Let’s not talk about the high security factor of their accounts. If Bufield’s account is really stolen, after changing the password here, the official will directly locate your location in the next second. Who is crazy to steal thisNo.

After that, Bufield did not send barrage again.

It was Zhong Jingshu who found out that there was a message from his boss in the chat software.

Bufield: "Tomorrow I'm on a business trip to Star M, passing by your side, is there anything I need to bring?"

I needed supplies before, but now have returned to Interstellar, and there are so many things here, so don’t need anything, and the boss personally delivered them, even if was passing by.

Zhong Jingshu hurriedly typed: "I don't have anything to bring, Your Highness, everything in the villa is very..."

Halfway through typing in the dialog box, Zhong Jingshu thought again, is it possible that the boss is a wine-lover's heart is not in the cup?

After all, Bufield has never seen a Siberian tiger with his own eyes.

As the initiator of the plan, should you also want to see it with your own eyes?

Delete the half-typed words in the dialog box and replace it with: "The venison stock in the refrigerator is a bit low, and it may not be enough for the Siberian tiger to eat two more meals. If it is convenient for your highness, can you bring some venison?"

Bufield: "Okay, what about you? What do you need to bring?"

Zhong Jingshu: "I don't lack anything, the Siberian tiger's rations are hard work for Your Highness."

Putting down his wrist, Zhong Jingshu used the buoyancy of the water to change the direction on the big cat, then lay down again, pulled the big tiger's ear and said: "My boss will come tomorrow. You have seen it before.The people in the house, the big cat is so smart, he must still have an impression, right?"

"Remember to live in peace with him, he is my big boss after all."

The big tiger licked his mouth, "Roar..."

Zhong Jingshu was paddling with the big tiger in his arms, thinking about what he needed to prepare when his boss came.

After playing in the pool all afternoon, the little tiger was exhausted.

But the big cats swam from time to time, even carrying the breeder on their backs without showing any signs of fatigue.

It's getting late, Zhong Jingshu waved his hand and said: "Today's live broadcast will be here first, see you next time."

"What?! Pain mask..."

"Happy time is always so short, so dear breeder, when is the next time you start broadcasting?"

"I really like watching Siberian tigers, and I don't want to let go of the ring watch."

Zhong Jingshu's live broadcast time is random, and today just happen to think that the furries are more fun to swim and play, so share it with everyone.

It's really not sure when the next live broadcast will be.

There were quite a lot of people asking questions in the live broadcast room. The breeder hesitated for a while, but still didn’t have a fixed time. He just said: “Let’s start the broadcast at random. If you encounter something interesting, it will be broadcast live. It doesn’t matter if you don’t catch up. When you think about it,Just come and watch the replay."

According to Zhong Jingshu's concept of time, if you agree to do something at a certain time, you will definitely do it at that time, otherwise you will not promise casually.

Now that he has just returned to Interstellar, everything is unstable. He still has work in hand. If the appointed time comes and something happens and he cannot broadcast live, Zhong Jingshu will feel very sorry.

So the best thing to do is to do everything randomly.

"If you say that, then my floor will be installed in the live broadcast room."

"Don't compete with me, I want it in the left corner, order a mattress now."

Turned off the live broadcast.

Zhong Jingshu went ashore and put on a bath towel. The temperature in the room was constant, but he still felt cold when he just got out of the water.

The big cat was shaking its hair not far from him, and its fur exploded into balls.

Zhong Jingshu, who had been doused several times by the Siberian tiger, subconsciously took half a step back, and then was doused by the little tiger behind him.

Zhong Jingshu: "..."

The dry bath towel on my body has a few darker spots after being soaked in water.

"Furball!" Zhong Jingshu lifted the bath towel and covered the furball under it and rubbed it.

"Aw, ow?!" The furball was rubbed so dizzy that the whole tiger was dizzy, "Woo..."

Zhong Jingshu helped it wipe off its fur. It couldn't be said to be completely dry, but it wasn't dripping as badly as when it first came up.

Putting the wet towels aside, Zhong Jingshu took a few new ones, taking care of every hairy.

After wiping almost, the breeder pushed the big cat to the drying room.

The furries are very well-behaved and follow behind the breeder obediently.

Zhong Jingshu adjusted the temperature of the drying room. Siberian tigers are very resistant to cold. In addition, it is winter and their fur is relatively thick. The original temperature of the drying room is a bit too high for them.

After finishing it, Zhong Jingshu stretched his waist, touched the big tiger's head and said, "You guys sleep here for a while, I'll go and bring the luggage back."

The door was unlocked and could be opened with a slight push.

I chose this time to carry the luggage, firstly because the weather outside is not bad, and secondly because the furries are tired from chasing and fighting, he sits on the big tiger for paddling all the time, leisurely and effortless, idle is also idle, will go outside to carry the luggage first, saving time and not delaying dinner.

However, as soon as Zhong Jingshu came out, before the door closed, a big plush paw stuck out from the crack of the door.

The big cat poked its head out silently.

Zhong Jingshu didn't hear the sound of closing the door. Looking back, the big cat on the top was the most noticeable, and the three kittens below were also blinking at him.

Maybe he was curious about what he was doing when he went out.

Zhong Jingshu laughed and said, "What are you doing? This is..."

Arhats are stacked up one by one.

"I'll just go out and get some luggage. I'll be back in twenty minutes...in ten minutes, okay?"

The furries may not understand, but they can know that the breeder is not planning to take them out this time.

Zhong Jingshu folded his arms around his chest, looking like this, he always felt that when his front feet walked away, the furry back feet would have to chase them out.

It has to be the kind of big cat that takes the lead.

Although the weather outside is much better than yesterday, there are still snowflakes.

Soaked in water for so long, only blowing for a while, how could the hairy be dry.

Zhong Jingshu could only press a few hairs and go back, "Okay, okay, go back, I will go after you finish drying."

Originally, I wanted to dry my hair, but now I will be in the drying room with the Siberian tiger, and the hair will dry slowly by itself.

While sitting and drying, Zhong Jingshu was not idle.

He took out the hard comb specially designed for hairy hair, and massaged the big cat.

The big tiger lay on the ground and spread it into a tiger cake, its eyes were squinted by the keeper, and its throat was grunting continuously.

The tail is wrapped around the breeder's wrist intimately.

Then Zhong Jingshu grabbed his tail and ran it all over his hair.

The wet hair became fluffy again under his hands.

When putting down its tail, Zhong Jingshu felt that the big cat seemed to be asleep, so he stopped teasing it and turned around to groom the little tiger.

"Aww?" The furball whose paw was held thought the breeder was playing with it, and leaned forward to lick the back of the breeder's hand.

"Hush..." Zhong Jingshu raised his index finger to his lips, "The big cat is sleeping, let's keep our voice down."

Furball looked at him ignorantly, and noticed that the breeder's voice was much lower. It also tilted its head and lowered its voice: "Ah... ouch?"

"Yes." Zhong Jingshu rubbed his hairy head with a smile, "That's right."

The praised furball wagged its tail happily and lay down on the spot with its belly exposed.

Zhong Jingshu took the comb and smoothed the hair from top to bottom.

After taking care of the furries at home, Zhong Jingshu didn't have the strength to carry the luggage anymore.

Looking out the window at the snowy day, the breeder sighed softly, and we can only talk about the luggage later.

Bufield's schedule has always been measured by the second.

But passing Zhong Jingshu is purely a branch of the itinerary, and the specific time of Bufield's landing can only be calculated based on the arrival time of the spaceship.

"His Royal Highness will arrive after three o'clock in the afternoon."

After Zhong Jingshu asked about the time, Bufield's adjutant gave this answer.

"Okay. I see. Thanks for your reply."

"Three o'clock in the afternoon..." Zhong Jingshu turned over and lay down on the bed, raised his leg and put it on the big tiger's body. After a set of movements, he was familiar with it, "It's only in the afternoon, so you don't need to get up early in the morning."

"Woo..." The crushed big cat didn't respond, but responded to the breeder's words with a good temper.

Zhong Jingshu, who has been busy all day, will hug the hairy all over here, and the hairy has a little fragrance, just bury his head in the thick plush and take a deep breath, as if he can dispel the exhaustion all over his body, including the hairy hair that has already begunSore arms.

This is inevitable, Zhong Jingshu is used to it with the experience of last time.

Zhong Jingshu pawed the big cat, stretched out his hand and patted the little tigers one by one, and finally pulled Juanjuan whose back was facing him, squeezed the little paw, and said: "Good night."

"Roar!"

"Aww~"

The furries responded enthusiastically, Zhong Jingshu hooked the corners of his mouth, and the curls yelled less, but the yelling was very obvious, milky.

The ring watch took off has been placed by the bedside.

In the early morning, the ring watch flashed twice.

Zhong Jingshu didn't notice it in his sleep, but these changes did not escape the Siberian tiger's eyes.

The big cat and furball raised their heads almost at the same time, and the sleeping Da Ju turned over and opened his eyes in a daze.

The big tiger looked down at Zhong Jingshu who was still sleeping, got up slowly, and took out the ring watch.

Before he walked out of the bedroom, the ring watch started to vibrate.

The big cat narrowed its eyes, quickened its pace, and did not forget to close the door when it walked out of the bedroom. The sound of the lock was loud, probably because it was afraid of disturbing the breeder. It moved very slowly, and the tiger paw rested on the doorknob lightlyBelt, the door was ajar and not closed tightly.

The ring watch thrown on the sofa rang, and the sound of 'beep' fell on the animal's ears very strangely.

After two beeps, the watch fell silent.

The big cat waited for a while after seeing this, the ring watch was still quiet and even the color did not change, it picked it up again and went back to the bedroom.

However, as soon as he moved, he heard a 'ding dong' sound from the other side of the door.

The strange voice made Big Tiger pause for a moment. He sniffed the atmosphere around him, and slowly approached the door that made the sound.

'Ding~dong~'

The long vibrato made the doorbell sound very strange, and the sound of human conversation could be faintly heard outside.

"Your Highness, maybe it's too early and Mr. Zhong hasn't woken up yet. We know the password, why don't we go in first?"

According to the time given by the itinerary yesterday, the adjutant modified the itinerary and set off overnight, which brought the arrival time here earlier, and he hadn't had time to inform Zhong Jingshu.

Bufield said lightly, "No need."

After a pause, he said again: "Send him a copy of the process of changing the password."

It is self-evident who he refers to.

The adjutant nodded.

While speaking, the door in front of him opened.

The adjutant was taken aback, thinking that Zhong Jingshu had woken up, and was about to speak with a smile on his face, when the door slowly opened, revealing a muscular Siberian tiger.

adjutant:"!!!"

Bufield looked at the big tiger who opened the door, and asked without changing his face: "Where is Zhong Jingshu?"

adjutant:"???"

No, leader, why are you talking about interstellar language with Tiger?Can the tiger care about you?

The big tiger glanced at him, let out a low growl, and impatiently raised its claws to close the door.

adjutant:"……"

OK, really responded.

The author has something to say:

There was a little accident, and there was a little bit more, this chapter is 4600, and still owe 1400 tomorrow.

Good night and early bed love everyone.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-10-14 23:54:37~2022-10-16 23:54:40~

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