"Navel orange?" Si Mubei cried even louder, pounding her little chest loudly: "I am 1, I am 1, I am 1, not 0, why should I move by myself? If I move, my cat face, my cat bones, everything will be lost, I will not do it, I will never do it!"
Bo Jichen: "..."
I'd rather die than do it?
Instead of having to do it all!
He didn't even realize he still had a 0, so why was he so fixated on a 1?
Cross-dressing master 1?
Crossdressing 1?
251?
Forget it.
With that level of intelligence, I'm second to none.
Bo Jichen, for the sake of his friend Yan Daqi, sang a song and continued to deceive: "Uh, second brother, actually, being number 1 is... very hard. Look at these... look at these two-player game videos, number 1 suffers so much."
Bo Jichen opened his personal computer and pulled out a video of a two-player game from a hidden folder. In the video, the player's skillful moves were evident, and he was drenched in sweat.
"You, you, you..." Si Mubei stared at the short video, pointing at Bo Jichen: "I never thought you were this kind of person, you're despicable!"
Bo Jichen exclaimed, "I'm vulgar? I just watched a short video, and you call me vulgar? Are you out of your mind?"
Bo Jichen said, reaching out to touch Si Mubei's forehead: "You don't have a fever. I remember when you ruined my reputation, why did you write so many short essays... long essays, fanfiction, each one more explicit, more colorful, and more blood-pumping than the last?"
"How come showing you a short video here makes me seem despicable? Second brother, I really didn't realize you were such an innocent cat! My apologies!"
"Smack."
Si Mubei slapped his hand away. "What kind of cat I am is none of your business. Anyway, I know you have bad intentions. I'm done for. If you want to laugh, then laugh all you want. Laugh all you want. I know you've always disliked me!"
Tsk tsk tsk!
The legendary nine-tailed cat, a sacred beast.
His face was covered in tears, and snot bubbles were coming out of his nose.
Its tail was wet.
I wonder how much a photo or video like this would fetch from the Orcish Temple of the Beasts. I'll give it a try. If the Orcish Temple of the Beasts won't pay, I'll sell his photo to a radio station or online. That would definitely make him a sensation across the entire galaxy.
"I swear to God, I didn't laugh at you." Bo Jichen raised his hand, and I swore on my integrity: "I didn't laugh at you, I just wanted you to face reality. The zero is gone, but happiness is still here."
Si Mubei sniffed: "I swear on your integrity, you're a scoundrel, not a human being, so what integrity do you have?"
Bo Jichen: "..."
Can we just have a pleasant chat and try to fool each other?
He's just telling the absolute truth.
Bo Jichen suppressed a sigh, used his trump card, spread his hands, and sighed, "Fine, fine, if you're not going to find Yan Daqi for navel oranges, then forget it. Anyway, he's going back to the Fifth Military Academy to teach and educate people, and he'll never come to the capital star again..."
"He's leaving?" Si Mubei jumped up, his fluffy tail covering his lower body, interrupting Bo Jichen: "He cut off my bottom and is leaving?"
As he stood up, Bo Jichen immediately saw his leg hair, yellow leg hair, and the flesh on his calves and thighs. Sigh... a rough man is a rough man. These legs, this hair, and his waist that he can't wrap his arms around. Sigh, compared to his darling, he's at least ten galaxies away, millions of light-years away.
It's so spicy it hurts my eyes.
It's so spicy it hurts my eyes.
I need to watch kissing videos for at least 8 hours at home to cleanse my eyes.
"Is he really leaving?" Seeing that his scoundrel boss didn't say anything, Si Mubei wiped away his tears, his anger rising: "Outrageous! He made me miss out on meat and our two-player game, and now he wants to run away? I'm going to break his legs."
Bo Jichen: "!!!!"
Break his legs?
Which leg was broken?
It's like I'm in a really serious situation.
Bo Jichen quickly got up and reached out to pull his second son away, but his second son threw the clothes he had draped over him to the ground, revealing his bare upper body and bare feet, with his bushy tail covering his private parts, and strode away.
Bo Jichen grabbed at empty air... Looking at his empty hand, he shouted at his second brother's back, "Second brother, take it easy. You're a sacred beast, a sacred beast. Be mindful of your noble image."
He was met with a slamming sound of the door closing.
Bo Jichen shuddered at the sound of the door closing, wiped away imaginary sweat, paused his personal terminal, clicked to save the video, chuckled, and boasted to himself, "Clever as I am, excellent!"
"What's so great about him?" Jiang Si finished washing up and changing her clothes, yawning as she came out of the bathroom. She heard Bo Jichen bragging to himself and said bluntly, "A dog, sneaky as a thief, how great can he be?"
Bo Jichen rolled his eyes, his purple eyes wide: "You know nothing. Let me tell you, I just tricked that cat into going out to play with navel oranges. Tell me, isn't he handsome? Isn't he outstanding?"
Navel oranges!!!
Jiang Si's gossip spirit was ignited. She took three steps in two and two steps in one, carrying Jiang Dandan to Bo Jichen: "You're amazing. No wonder you're the number one dog in the interstellar space. You're really something."
"He too, doesn't he feel whether there's a 0 or not?"
Bo Jichen spread his hands: "He doesn't feel anything? Isn't that stupid?"
Jiang Si nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Silly, silly, let's go listen to the corner of the wall, is that cat meowing up or down?"
As it turns out, Bo Jichen did everything except do inhuman things.
Listening to gossip and creating gossip are his forte.
Before, no one conspired with him, and he didn't dare to be too outrageous in front of his relatives, so he suppressed his feelings. Now that someone has conspired with him, he's like a wild horse that's broken free of its reins, a dog that's off its leash, or a cat that's entered a place full of rats.
They started acting pretentious.
A person, a dragon, and an egg—all moved in unison, lying down on Yan Daqi's door, their ears perked up, listening intently…listening…
Just as they heard a commotion… Hilt, the head steward of Abel Manor, dressed in a tailcoat with a bow tie and a standard, polite smile, appeared before them and said respectfully, “Your Highness, General Bo Jichen, His Highness Agares asked me to remind you two that the Mech Competition is in nine days. Before the Mech Competition, you two should open the Recipe Street. Since you are very busy, please do not tease the cat.”
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