Interstellar Love Hunting Guide

From this day on, Russell’s mood slowly stabilized. He usually cooks and takes the kids to play sweaters, and the smile on his face begins to clear.

Panther gradually fell in love with grandpa. He didn't stick to Sauter anymore during the day. He preferred to stay on the yellow wood calf. He insisted on rolling with his grandpa while sleeping. Russell was a little worried about whether the intergenerational education would be too spoiled. It's broken or something, but Sauter has been particularly keen on having **** with him recently. He is ecstatic and dying, and he can't manage his son. After all, Panther is still young, so he has to go with him temporarily.

Speaking of going to bed, this originally beautiful thing has become a bit troublesome for Russell. The reason is that Sauter is obsessed with having children. Strictly speaking, it is multiple births. I have nothing to do for a few days. Sora began to study the matter of "mating". The memo was filled with obstetrics textbooks such as "Transformers' Mating Guide", "Happy N-borns", "Teaching You to Be a Dad" and other obstetric textbooks. Local specialties such as "Secret Recipe for Birth in the Palace of Qing Dynasty", "Avalokitesvara Nine and Nine Pregnancy Tables" and other folk secrets have been studied day and night.

The study is not terrible, the terrible thing is that he still has to practice. As a loyal supporter of one-to-one marriage, there is only one object for the practice of Emperor Sauter-Russell.

As a recipient, as a general recipient, as a passionate general recipient, Russell thinks his chrysanthemum is relatively resistant to toss, but no matter how strong the chrysanthemum is, it can’t stand a tiger-wolf teacher like Sauter. After a few days, he heard it. Words like "sleep," "go to bed," and "fuck" are nervous. As long as Sauter looks at him with that kind of affectionate "you know" eyes, he hides like a bereaved concubine, and once even fights with communication. The experience of the sweater spent the whole night hiding in the Atto cabin in the name of the experience.

"What's the matter with your majesty and Mr. Luo? They are obviously very affectionate, why does Mr. Luo always avoid him when he goes to bed?" Atto, his back was chilled by Soter's resentful eyes, and he felt deeply. The aura between the two is too weird, so they secretly consulted the imperial physician. The imperial physician was downloading pirated medical papers from the Internet Thousand Degrees Library. He helped his glasses after hearing the words, and the lens flashed with an inscrutable light, and said: " Your Majesty Sauter is in the next big game..."

One morning when he was exhausted, Russell Black woke up with eye rims and found that Soter was gone. He probably went to study the new chrysanthemum method. So he happily crawled out of the bed and crawled against the bird’s nest without washing his face. I went to the kitchen to find food, and spent several rounds in a night. The physical exertion was too great. I had to get some high-calorie food in my stomach, or I would faint during the bath.

There was no one in the kitchen, Russell was soft, and he didn't have the energy to make a big meal. He cooked a pack of instant noodles, stirred a chopsticks into his mouth, chewed, shook his head and sighed: Alas, the taste is too good. At noon, I have to get some supplements for big fish and meat...

"Men~Men~Eat noodles when you are hungry!" A shrill voice suddenly came from under the table. Russell did not expect someone in the kitchen to choke, and the noodles came out from his nostrils with a brush. Kaka coughed for a long time, sniffed his nose, and lowered his head with teary eyes, only to see a pair of shiny small eyes under the table looking at him, the look exactly the same as when Panther was greedy.

But... what is his accent?

"Panser? Didn't you follow Grandpa and ran around again?" Russell stretched out his hand to call him out under the table. "Don't play in the kitchen. There are many monsters here. Come here to Dad." "

"Tweet~" Little eyes blinked, Panther slowly crawled out of the table, and the moment he saw his son, Russell took a breath, and the noodles in his nostrils ran back into his mouth——

The round head, the top of the head is covered with a fluffy ice blue lanugo, the big pink face, the big lake blue eyes, the pink and tender thick lips, it is clearly a human being!

So... Did he transform so quickly? Russell was overwhelmed with surprises. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality. He bent down and picked up his son, feeling the warmth and softness of his tentacles, which was very real. Only then did he believe that he was not dreaming.

Russell put Panther on the dining table, with mixed feelings for a while, and gently touched his head, Panther ignored his father, climbed two steps in the direction of the bowl, and stretched out his little arm hard enough. Obviously I want to try noodles. Russell was afraid of knocking over and burning him, and hurriedly pushed the bowl away. Panther flattened his mouth and sat down on the dining table, crying: "Dad, Dad! Hungry to face each other! Uh..."

Just as Russell moved his face over, before he had time to speak, Panther blew a big mouthful of blisters in his small mouth, which burst with a pop and burst his saliva.

"Good boy, good boy, Panther has no teeth and can't eat noodles." Russell wiped his face and ignored his meal. He hurriedly picked up Sapo’s son and walked to the nursery. He estimated that this kid should be the first one. Once transformed, otherwise Sauter Huang Mudu and the others had already come to tell him that the child's resistance is weak, so he must quickly bathe and dress him, otherwise he will walk the birds so smoothly, and he will definitely catch a cold for a while.

The baby room is next to the living room. Everything is ready. Russell coaxed his son well, and plugged a baby bottle into his mouth. Then he settled the little ancestor in the bathtub and lay on the bathing net to take a bath.

Manta ray dragon cubs can only drink milk until they are six months old. Milk is actually a kind of food processed by plant fruit powder. The taste is similar to milk, but they are all macromolecules and cannot be digested by humans. This kid was born with a large appetite. The animal form is a swollen fat chicken, not to mention the human form. The circles of milk and fat, clean and clean, can be used as the spokesperson of Michelin tires.

The little guy didn't take a bath honestly. After drinking the milk, he started kicking and kicking. He splashed Russell's whole body with water and finally cleaned it up. He put on a pink-blue one-piece romper, and he was very cute like a fat insect.

"Come on, let's go to your father and see what he is up to." Russell hugged the fat boy and went to find Sauter. Just when he went out, Sauter ran into him full of emotions. Sauter gave a "ah" in surprise, his eyes It's all on: "Panser? Has he transformed?"

"Good eyesight, my father." Russell handed his son to him, and Sauter took it over, looked at his wife, and looked at the Michelin spokesperson, and said with a lot of emotion: "It's like you, I'm so happy."

Russell took a picture of himself on the metal bulkhead, expressing his acceptance of incompetence. He is really not that round.

"Dad." Panther was a little bit coquettish. He rubbed Sauter's neck around and complained: "I want noodles when I'm hungry, and dad won't give me noodles when I'm hungry."

Sauter Black Line: "What's his accent?"

"Go and ask Lord Father," Russell said helplessly. "Actually, I heard Panther singing in Qinqiang yesterday. It looks like an excerpt from "The Eight Meanings". It's pretty subtle."

Sauter: ==b

In order to celebrate Panther's successful transformation, the Great Brahma held a small celebration. Except for the personnel performing guard tasks on the periphery, everyone was invited to the dinner.

Atoto commanded several chefs to prepare food in the kitchen. Russell was walking around in the boat with Panther in his arms. The boy is still unable to control his transformation freely. After he became a human, he has not turned back into a chicken because the human form is relatively weak in mobility. Some, he was a little uncomfortable after a long time, and Hawwai was very irritable, and Russell had to hold him all the time, turning around to give him entertainment.

"Hey, this is snow fish. It's the favorite thing for the father to eat." Russell put his son on the dining table and boringly explained the ingredients to him. Quan taught him early, and Panther crawled around with blisters. , Bypassing the **** fish, found a pot of red bird eggs, curiously grabbed a few piled into a pyramid, moved it half a meter away, and hugged a red berry and smashed it over.

How much he loves bowling, Russell twitched his mouth, reached out to block the red berries, a step late, the fruit smashed up, the bird eggs were all scattered, and they broke into pools of egg liquid on the dining table.

Looking at the egg whites and yolks and the broken eggshells, the children accepted the incompetence of such a tragic result, stayed for two seconds, and cried loudly: "The ball, hungry for the ball! It's all broken!"

Russell was tossed by him for most of the day. When he heard him crying, his head hurts, so he hugged him up and coaxed in his arms: "Okay, okay, don't cry or cry, bird eggs are not fun at all, let's stop playing. , Come to Dad to find fish **** for you to fight, the fish **** are very strong..."

The servant on one side came to clean the egg mixture. Russell held his son for a while and patted him. He suddenly felt sick when he smelled the smell of the egg. He hurriedly backed away. He turned his head and behind him was a bowl of freshly cut beef, **** mutton. Surprisingly, he couldn't help but vomit. He couldn't hold it after he vomited, and he vomited all the food he had eaten before.

Russell's legs were soft and he was still holding his son firmly in his hands. Atto screamed and rushed over to take Panther. The little guy was tired from crying, and fell asleep with his head on the adult's shoulder.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Luo?" Atto helped Russell sit on a side chair, poured a glass of water and handed it to him. Russell's face turned yellow, his eyes were staring, and he took a breath, and suddenly felt that there was something in the kitchen. Various smells became particularly obvious, fishy, ​​spice, beef, eggy... as if his nose woke up in an instant, more than a police dog Turin.

A bad premonition flooded my heart, and Russell covered his mouth and walked out: "Atoto, I'm not feeling well. Help me hand the child to Evans and let Sauter come to the living room." If he guessed right, he I'm afraid there will be another one. Thinking of the condom salesman I met in a hypermarket a year ago, Russell felt that this product was really eye-catching, and the phrase "Mr. looks very capable of life" turned out to be a special phrase.

Russell didn't even have time to do the inspection, and when he returned to the living room, he vomited violently while holding the toilet. After he vomited, Sauter came back and hugged his limp body onto the bed.

"What's the matter with you? You spoiled something? Where is it uncomfortable?" Sauter said nervously.

Russell said weakly, "I feel sick when I lie down."

Soter blushed, "Is it disgusting when I lie down? Is it because I have done too much lately? Have you hurt?"

Russell rolled his eyes: "This seems to be morning sickness, I may be pregnant again."

"Huh?" Soter's eyes lit up, "Really, kill haha, I'm really a sharpshooter hahaha..."

Russell: "Go!" You stallion!

The imperial doctor was summoned in minutes, took a picture with the portable ultrasound machine, and said with a smile of joy: "Congratulations, Your Majesty Sauter, Mr. Luo is pregnant again, this time it's twins too."

Soter was so happy that he didn't know what to say, and he kissed Russell regardless of the presence of someone: "You are great dear!" Although his wife's pregnancy means that he will have to work for several months, he changed his mind. The veteran can finally shut up, and in general the result is gratifying.

Russell’s morning sickness has always been serious, and he couldn’t even attend the dinner. Sauter had to attend the party as a party. Atto had to direct the audience again, so Huang Muju was arrested again, and he continued to exert his residual heat.

That night, Russell slept bitterly in the Qinqiang Duo of "The Eight Meanings" of their grandparents and grandchildren.

At first, the doctor diagnosed twins. A few days later, Russell's condition was a little better. He performed a detailed examination on him. This time, the results surprised Sauter even more-although Russell still had twins. However, the activity of the two eggs is much higher than that of the previous one, and each of them is likely to be decomposed into identical twins. That is to say, the best result is that he can give birth to four children this time.

Soter was very happy, and he shook his fingers and gave his wife a longing for a bright future: "The first time is two, the second time is four, and the third time there should be eight. Now, soon we will have a football team. , Ah ha ha ha dear you are really a hero mother."

Russell’s face was yellow, and he threw a pillow over him grumpyly and knocked him over: "When I'm a fertility machine? Is that what you do? You are the football team and your family has a football team."

Soter laughed wildly: "Yes, my family is the football team!"

After having a baby for a few days, Russell slowly accepted the tragic reality of being a "hero mother", and secretly determined to buy a bunch of "octave space" condoms after returning home. No longer let a sperm run into your own chrysanthemum.