Pet King

I fumbled all morning, and Zhang Zi'an returned to the shop at lunch.

"Meow Meow! My mother wants to eat baked eggs!"

一 As soon as he entered the door, he was picked up by the Snow Lion.

"Wow! Mr. Store Manager, this white cat likes you very much!" Lu Yiyun was eating takeaway, and when he looked up, he just saw this scene, which caused an extraordinary misunderstanding.

In front of her, Zhang Zi'an couldn't say anything to Snow Lion, but just glared at it while protecting her crotch with her hands.

He is full of skill and can educate dogs not to pounce on people, but there is no good way to take this snow lion who likes to "pounce on Laos" ...

Bian Lu Yiyun handed him his takeaway. "Wang Qian and Li Kun went back first. They said that there are relatives coming to visit today."

Zhang Zi'an nodded and said he knew, there were not many guests before the Spring Festival anyway.

He took the takeaway into the interior, and saw that the other elves had finished their meals, and they were snoring while eating, and even Xinghai was yawning.

I looked at the belly of female Abyssinian cats, and estimated that their due date was probably past the Lantern Festival. At that time, the shoe store was almost renovated, just to let them move to a new home.

He got his energy out of battle days and Xiaola lay on the ground quietly, her belly full, and she looked like she was full.

He inspected the room for a while, and was satisfied that everything was normal. I just wanted to sit on a lounge chair and eat slowly. Suddenly remembering that I hadn't seen π today, I took out and took it to the second floor.

Huh?

As soon as he entered the living room, he was choked, because the laptop was not turned on, and there was no π typing at the desk.

眼 Did you look at the flowers again?

眨 He blinked hard, but what he saw was still the same, unchanged.

Are you going to wash your face?

"Π, you ..."

Zhang Zi'an walked to the desk and wanted to shout π, but found that π was not in the bathroom, but was still curled up in a hanging rattan chair, just like when he got up in the morning.

Π forcefully opened his eyes, squeezed a pale smile at Zhang Zi'an, raised his arm and waved, and said weakly: "Squeak."

"Π, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Is it a cold?"

When I saw this, Zhang Zi's arm rested. He put the takeaway on the desk and reached out and touched his forehead.

理 Since Richard was ill, he has paid attention to room temperature. At present, the room temperature is not cold, the electric heater is turned on to the maximum, and it should not be a cold.

Π's forehead is not hot, just slightly warmer, which is normal, because the rhesus monkey's body temperature is two or three degrees higher than humans.

"Squeak."

Π shook his head and turned to look at the desk's desktop.

On the table, takeaways, laptops, nameless books and clip-on glasses are on the table.

Although unlikely, Zhang Zi'an asked tentatively, "π, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Π still shook his head.

It's an imaginary elf, living on the power of faith, it doesn't need to eat.

"Is your book?" Zhang Zi'an guessed again.

Anonymous books and π are almost an inseparable whole. When they are not typing, they will always hold an unknown books like a baby. However, they have recently relaxed their minds about Zhang Zi'an and other elves. hand.

Π clutching the rattan chair with his hands, struggling to sit up, jumped out of the gondola, and then his legs softened and almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Zi'an quickly supported it.

"Π, if you are not feeling well, you should lie down and rest ..." he advised.

"Squeak."

Π shook his head mildly and resolutely, leaning on the side of the chair to sit on the chair, but his arm was weak, and he tried not to sit up a few times.

Zhang Zi'an knew that he wanted to type and communicate with him, so he had to hold it to a chair and drag a pillow cushion behind it to help him support his body.

Drop.

There was a slight beep, and Pi pressed the computer switch.

Start your computer, go to your desktop, open your Word document, and type slowly: today ’s update has not been written.

Zhang Zi'an couldn't bear it and persuaded again: "π, you are uncomfortable and can take a day off. You have been updated for 30 consecutive days since the book was opened. Occasionally, it should not matter if you take a day off? What about weekends? "

Π knew that his words were sincere, hesitated a bit, minimized the Word document, opened the browser, and entered the author's background.

60 collections.

Zhang Zi'an also saw this number, he wanted to comfort it, but did not know what to say. He had given it all the chicken soup he knew, and he couldn't come up with any other famous sayings.

Π Hold your lips tightly, click the mouse to enter the book review area.

"Squeak!"

"What the hell!"

两个 The two of them exclaimed at the same time, their spirited π widened their eyes, and their eyes radiated with joy.

I have always been an empty book review area, and today there are three more posts.

[Future Online Games]: I am watching, author, come on!

[金华 柒 盈]: The author has written very well, I like to watch it and have been reading ing!

[He Muxuan Lin]: I'm watching.

三 The three unseen readers not only posted posts, they also rewarded 1 to 5 yuan each, and recommended several more votes.

"What's going on here? What's this ... what's the situation?"

No matter what kind of customer he is facing, Zhang Zi'an is so shocked that he is even incoherent.

"Squeak!"

Π opened with joy the last chapter of yesterday's update, and pointed out the author's testimony to Zhang Zi'an.

"I don't know if anyone is reading this novel, can a friend who sees this line of words say a word in the book review area ..." Zhang Zi'an repeated this sentence twice, and finally returned to Weier, " So these three people responded by seeing π your message at the end of the chapter? "

"Squeak!"

Π nodded excitedly ~ www.readwn.com ~ Great! Someone is really following along! Let me just say it! "

Zhang Zi'an was also very excited, and he fisted fiercely.

He paced back and forth, leaving everything else behind, and his heart was completely filled with these three comments.

"Π, I think you should thank these three book friends."

A moment later, he stopped and said.

"Squeak?"

Π π excitedly scratched his head in response to a questioning gesture, meaning: how to thank?

子 Zhang Zi'an thought for a while, and proposed: "Don't you just write the plot of Xiaoxue's live broadcast? How about letting these three IDs play a soy sauce during the live broadcast? It will not affect the plot and express gratitude."

"Squeak!"

Π nodded heavily and patted his chest to indicate that it was okay.

It suddenly became full of energy, as if the body was full of endless power, switched to a Word document and started writing today's updated chapters. From the stormy keyboard strokes, you can experience its excited mood at this time.

Zhang Zi'an moved a chair to sit next to it, picked up the lunch, and watched it while eating. ...

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