I Am the Cutest in the Universe

    After watching the galaxy, Tu Mianmian and Sivir both returned to the bedroom.

    The beautiful scenery makes people feel happy, when Tu Mianmian sits back on the big bed, his face is especially happy.

    The mutant plant sent by the Duke was given to the robot to be cultivated in the backyard of the Duke's mansion. The day when a mature ramet is cultivated will be the time when Tu Mianmian can eat the interstellar Chinese cabbage as he wishes.

    Tu Mianmian was lying on the bed, swaying her calf leisurely, humming an unknown little tune, and chatting with people on her bare brain.

    Sivir looked at Mianmian's picture of addicted to the star network, seeing that it was not too early, he was going to find clothes to take a bath.

    The Duke knows everything about himself. Almost as soon as he opened the closet, he realized something was wrong.

    "Mianmian." The Duke accurately picked up the military jacket that Mianmian had been wearing, "Did you wear my clothes?"

    Tu Mianmian looked up: "…"

    Sivir looked at him: "…"

    Picture: "…"

    See the picture without answering, Sivir looked down at his clothes again. But he found something else.

    He stretched out his hand and twisted a soft white short hair at the collar, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "This is..."

    Tu Mianmian's mouth opened wide in surprise.

    =mouth=…

    He's shedding hair! !

    Is he going to be a bald rabbit? !

    Tu Mianmian felt dizzy.

    He took a deep breath, looked at Sivir's face, and said cautiously, "I'm sorry."

    Sivir is transitioning the Light Brain to an inspection state. The thin white short hair was swept away by the light brain, and the answer was immediately obtained—

    [The hair of a stuffed animal called "rabbit" in the Book of Extinct Creatures. 】

    Tuben Rabbit·Tu Mianmian: "!"

    Sivir got the answer from Guangnao, turned her head and took the lead to appease Tu Mianmian: "It's okay, Mianmian, you don't need to apologize."

    The little girl can make whatever he wants.

    Tu Mianmian stared at the light brain of the Duke and said nothing: "..."

    Extinct stuffed creatures are suspected to have surviving individuals.

    However the hair appears on his clothes, the Duke has a lot of doubts about this matter.

    In the blink of an eye, he saw the nervous look on the little girl's face, a flash of inspiration, and guessed: "Mianmian, did you keep a 'rabbit'?"

    The picture was stunned for a while, and then she immediately said: "Yes!"

    I feed myself!

    Sivir lifted the collar of his military jacket and looked inside, but found more soft white short hair.

    So this dress of mine... was taken by the little girl to make a nest for stuffed animals?

    Sivir re-hung the clothes in the closet.

    "You have a 'rabbit', remember to keep it well." Sivir said: "If you have time, you should bring it to the professional department for registration, and it is best to bring back a few professional breeders. ."

    The picture was stunned and asked stupidly: "Why?"

    Sivir sat on the edge of the bed, stroked Tu Mianmian's hair, and said in a gentle tone: "Because the Interstellar Law is particularly fond of rare animals, if you don't follow the rules, you will be punished for keeping them privately. If they are raised to death, they will be sentenced.”

    Picture: "…"

    He, his life is so precious!

    Tu Mianmian's look at the Duke changed instantly.

    —This man actually raised such a precious plush rabbit!

    How can he be!

    And Sivir's face became weird in Fig. Mian, thinking he was scared by the strict regulations.

    Sivir felt regret for a moment. Compared with rare animals, he is of course more eccentric.

    He pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't really matter."

    The Duke changed his words and overturned his previous orders one by one: "You can raise it privately without registering it. It doesn't matter if you raise it to death. You raise it according to your own preferences, and you don't have to worry about the consequences."

    The picture that was "district": "…"

    Tu Mianmian felt as if his mood had fallen from heaven to hell, he stammered: "Okay, okay."

    Seeing this, Sivir was relieved.

    I would never have imagined that the iron-blooded and ruthless Duke would have a day when he ignored the Interstellar Law for his own sake.

    The Duke entered the bathroom.

    Tu Mianmian's heart is very heavy, he is holding the light brain, and he can't talk with Robbins at all.

    Sighing, Tu Mianmian also picked up her nightgown and went into another bathroom to wash.

    Sivir was already sitting on the bed when he came out. The night outside the window was blocked by the curtains, and Sivir turned on his brain to handle affairs under the bright light.

    Tu Mianmian's freshly blow-dried hair is fluffy and soft, and a strand of hair on his forehead is slightly raised, which adds a bit of cuteness to him.

    He climbed up from the side of the big bed, which sank slightly due to its weight. Sivir turned to look at him, then turned off his brain, as if waiting for the little girl to sleep.

    "That's right, Sivir." Tu Mianmian remembered what she had promised Robbins, and asked while drilling into the quilt, "Are there any good-looking and promising young men among your subordinates? Human?"

    "Yes." Sivir frowned slightly, and a vigilance suddenly appeared in his heart, "You ask this... is there any need?"

    "Yeah." Tu Mianmian nodded, "I have a friend who is about to have sex, and wants me to introduce him to someone to help him get through the period of sex. ."

    Sivir was startled. For no reason, I remembered the image of the adjutant Yuri who usually made friends out of nothing for the loot.

    For example, I have a friend who is about to die and needs this energy stone to save his life. I have a friend who is so poor that he jumped off a building and needs me to lend him star coins...

    —actually Yuri himself needs these things.

    The picture of a large friend out of nothing gradually overlapped with Tu Mianmian's words. The Duke looked at his little husband with deep eyes, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry."

    Tu Mianmian: "…Huh?"

    The Duke said profoundly: "I didn't think carefully about this matter and left you in the cold."

    Picture: "???"

    "What are you doing..."

    "Um..."

    Little Blessed Wedding.

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