Chapter 66 Stewed Soup

The gunpowder smell in this sentence is so strong that it is not concealed at all.

Deng Baoying, who is also furry, silently crossed his arms and looked at her, narrowing his eyes unhappily.

At that time, Deng Baoying had just finished cutting fruit for her.

For some obscure thoughts, he did not let the servants in, but chose to activate the intelligent robot and home system, waiting for Meimei to spend time with the Supreme God.

Deng Baoying only wore a thin white shirt and a pink strawberry apron on the outside. The muscle lines under the clothes were clear, and the exposed forearms were full of strength.

A wife is the best medical beauty for men.

And Deng Baoying, who has been competing for favors with his colleagues for thousands of years, happens to know this well.

It would be better if there was no sleek big lynx in this world of two.

The two looked at each other in silence. The lynx stood up leisurely with its paws raised, stretched its back and yawned, revealing an evil, complacent cat smile, with its big tail curled up.

The scheming stinky lion vulture, don't think she can't see who he is wearing an apron to seduce!

In silence, the Supreme God smiled slightly with great experience, picked up an apple cut into bunnies, put it into his mouth and chewed it, and gave a perfect voice of praise: "The apple is so sweet! The size is also very suitable, where did you buy it?"

At the same time, Fu Jiao quickly stretched out his hand and pinched the lynx's mouth that was about to open.

The best way to resolve a conflict is to shift the issue. As expected, Deng Baoying's attention shifted directly to her.

"Is it sweet? It was sent from the neighboring galaxy," the griffin sat across from her with dignity, staring at Fu Jiao's chewing lips, "If you like it, ask them to send more next time... Do you want to try the oranges, too? They should be pretty good."

"Okay, they all look fresh, I'll eat them slowly," Fu Jiao pushed the fruit plate toward him, "You eat too."

The lynx rolled his eyes, then lay down again to stretch his waist and enjoy the touch of the Supreme God on his head.

"So, how are you going to celebrate the Fire Crane Flower Festival, Lord God?" she asked.

This question was a bit abrupt. Fu Jiao, who didn't know much about the current interstellar civilization and culture, was stunned: "What Firecrane Flower Festival?"

"Festival, holiday... Hey, didn't they tell you?" Lynx turned over lazily and let the Supreme God rub her furry belly. "Every season, the traditional vegetation Firecrane flower will bloom. Because it symbolizes love and a happy family, everyone will celebrate it... Over time it has become a traditional festival. It is a very important festival in the Federation."

"The Federation will have a seven-day holiday for this holiday, and there will be parties and fireworks shows at the Capital Star Plaza..."

"Including you?"

"Including us."

Deng Baoying took over the conversation lightly: "Because it is a grand festival, the Firecrane Festival also represents the beginning of the social season, and the capital star has recently been preparing for the celebration."

Fu Jiao then remembered that recently, the light screens on the high-rise buildings of the capital star, and even on the roadside optical cable tracks and squares and other public places, have large clusters of holographic projection bouquets blooming, and investors have also taken the opportunity to start advertising the shopping festival - all in all, it has been a lot more noisy recently.

"There will be a costume fair and an electronic light show. Because it's a festival, night markets are also allowed this season."

Lynx turned over and turned back into human form. The tall woman stretched her waist and sat down on the left side of the Supreme God. She held a blueberry in her mouth and crossed her legs. She seemed to recall something: "It's been very lively over the years."

The Supreme God took a bite of the rabbit-shaped apple and rested it on his chin. If I hadn't gone back in time, this much-anticipated Firecrane Festival would have been completely wiped out in the war. Fate is like

this . A slight change in trajectory will have a huge impact on the future. So as the Supreme God, every time you use the power of the Godhead, you have to be extremely careful. Before she finished chewing the apple, the lynx came over to her affectionately, with its cold prosthetic limbs rocking heavily against its neck. It looked like a big cat who could kill people when it acted coquettishly: "After saying so much... So, you will spend this year's Firecrane Festival with us, right?" "The Firecrane Festival is a festival of happiness and reunion. You've never spent it with us, have you?" It turned out that it was waiting here. "I'm here," Fu Jiao stretched out his hand and pinched the other's furry ears subconsciously, and sighed, "You talk as if I'm leaving tomorrow... You guys, forget it." The second half seemed to be selectively ignored by the lynx. The big cat smiled and only listened to the part he wanted to hear. He wagged his tail happily and pressed his face against the Supreme God. As the sky darkened, the home system in Deng Baoying's private house lit up. Due to his special identity, this entire area belongs to his personal territory, and there are no other residents around. Because of this, the night here seems a little quiet. The small night light hanging in the yard was also lit. Lynx seemed to want to get a dinner, but was urged to go back by repeated calls from the special base. Before leaving, he stood at the door with his ears drooping and rubbing the railings pitifully to look at her. "Can I come tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?" Lynx blinked his cat eyes and looked innocent: "Tomorrow I will ask the deer Wu Fuyi to come with me, okay? I can cook too..." Fu Jiao: "..." Why are you asking me about this? Isn't this Deng Baoying's home? ? The Supreme God stood in the yard and looked back at the Griffon with some embarrassment. The latter was wearing a strawberry apron and holding a bunch of green onions. He looked at the Lynx's courtesy to his own God with an expressionless face. But when he found that the Supreme God was looking back at him, he still reluctantly showed the demeanor of a queen and said coldly: "You make the decision, I'm fine with anything." "Then..." Fu Jiao lowered his head to meet the cat's bright eyes, was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, remember not to delay work... Have a good rest, I won't run away, I don't need to come every day." Having obtained the approval of the Supreme God, the lynx was very satisfied. He glanced at Deng Baoying triumphantly, and his tail fluttered high.

She took a few steps back, turned around and waved goodbye to them, then put her hands in her pockets and walked to the private flying ship parked under the street light not far away.

"......"

"Come in, Lord God, it's cool outside," Deng Baoying put a thin piece of clothing on her from behind, lowered her head and sniffed the top of the god's head, "The meal will be ready soon."

Fu Jiao followed his movements and put on the thin clothes. She stood in the garden with emotion, watching the flying ship engraved with the emblem of the special base spraying blue fire and flying into the sky. The airflow inevitably blew the ornamental plants in the garden, and Deng Baoying narrowed his eyes and silently sighed in displeasure.

"You instructed your subordinates to notify the Special Forces Base, didn't you?" The Supreme God sighed, "Thirteen calls in half an hour, that's too scary."

"So what?"

The Griffin, whose little thoughts were exposed, was not panicked at all. His tone was normal and even very clear. He said coldly: "The Special Forces Base and the Inspection Court have some overlapping affairs. If she doesn't meet the deadline, I will do those tasks... Besides, is it appropriate to stay at a colleague's house so late? What if the paparazzi take pictures of her later? I have to find an excuse to suppress it. It's very troublesome."

The garden fell into a brief silence, and the Supreme God turned around and looked at him.

The Griffin took a deep breath, looked away, and his tone became more reluctant.

"Besides, I am your divine favored one... We should have the closest relationship, right?" He turned his eyes away from Fu Jiao's expression, almost complaining in a low voice, "You... are too good to others. I will feel uncomfortable."

As he spoke, Deng Baoying placed his bony palms on his chest and said softly: "Here."

"Besides, the cats of the lynx... have special customs, with polyandry and male pets prevalent. She herself has several delicate and weak ones to raise..."

The griffon frowned slightly: "What if she also recommends them to you?"

It was much more straightforward than before.

Fu Jiao tilted her head to look at him, and couldn't help showing a little pity again.

Who can withstand the weakness and flattery of a person who has been in a high position for a long time? Whether from the spiritual or physical level, this gives people a strong desire to conquer - not to mention, there is no doubt that Deng Baoying is trying to beg for her mercy, which is part of submission.

"Then what do you want?"

The Supreme God's hand ran through his hair. Fu Jiao smiled softly and rubbed the head of the griffon soothingly: "You want blood? You want company? You want to celebrate... the Firecrane Festival with you? Is that the name? Or..."

"You also want to be my male pet?"

It sounded like a half-joking tone. Deng Baoying's eyelashes trembled and he raised his pupils to look at her.

Her heart seemed to be filled with sulfur and fire, and a strange sense of satisfaction and shame surged into her heart, causing her lower abdomen to tighten.

"As long as you are willing," he bowed his head slightly as they looked at each other, his voice hoarse, "As long as you are willing."

Fu Jiao laughed and let go of her hand.

"Okay, I'm just kidding. It's a civilized era, and you're still doing this."

The Supreme God lifted his coat to his shoulders, and his expression returned to being natural and nonchalant: "I'll talk to Lynx when I have time. He's already grown up, and he doesn't learn anything good from Ah Jiu every day... What are we having for dinner? Are you going to cook?"

She stepped back slightly, and the distance between them was pulled apart again in an instant. A gleam of greed flashed across Deng Baoying's eyes, but it was immediately covered up.

"I'll do it. What do you want to eat? Steak? Fresh fish sent from other galaxies... I remember you used to like eating fish."

Fu Jiao chuckled, and couldn't help showing a nostalgic expression.

A long, long time ago, it was probably when he had just met Deng Baoying. In order to avoid being hunted by his tribe, the two of them temporarily lived in the mountains.

In fact, it was not that she liked to eat fish, but the little lion griffon had a special preference for fish at that time. Eating more fish can replenish the brain and calcium. She always caught a few fish from the small river in the mountains and stewed them.

"Well," she smiled: "Then let's eat fish and stew soup."