Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 131 [Lop Eared Rabbit] Rabbit Soup?

Lu Shengjing froze, and his mood suddenly hit rock bottom.

He turned his head and looked at Juan Juan, who had an honest face: "Juan Juan, which Mr. Lu are you talking about?"

"...The one you just pressed was my birthday." Sweeping said through gritted teeth.

The subtle expression on Lu Shengjing's face changed from sadness to joy. Somewhat embarrassed, he changed it to his own birthday and successfully purchased a luxury maintenance package for himself.

"Tsk." Sweeping fingers gently poked Mr. Rabbit's forehead, "Silly."

The rabbits produced at such high prices smell like artificial items and are not delicious!

Sweeping a mysterious glance at him.

Mr. Rabbit closed one eye and curled up slightly, "Hey, don't poke, the head is not round." A certain rabbit is a perfectionist.

Then, pretending to be unhappy, he rubbed the place where Sweeping had poked, and he could feel that Mao Mao was poking a round hole there.

Sweeping a smile, he plucked the rabbit fur and filled the holes: "What do you want to eat today?"

"Carrots." Lu Shengjing said, "I suddenly want to eat radishes."

"Ang, eat radish, there are still radishes you bought."

A few grasses poured out with boiling water couldn't feed this tricky rabbit, so Sweeping ordered a few more pots of "noble grass" specially designed for rabbits. The quantity was so-so that it could be placed around the balcony.

Sweeping stood up and put on his slippers: "By the way, my computer is stuck. Can I use your computer?"

It's just an ordinary notebook. Lu Shengjing said generously, "Okay."

"Then let me charge it for a while. The charger seems to be in the study room." Swian leaned over, and as soon as his fingers touched the notebook, the sinister Mr. Rabbit suddenly pressed the notebook with one hand and moved his buttocks to sit on it.

"..." His strength was actually insignificant, and Siwan couldn't bear to tell him this fact.

"...But," Lu Shengjing crossed his arms cautiously, pretending to be negotiating terms, "you have to give me something."

The computer was just stuck, not out of service. Sweeping hands wanted to take it back, "...you tell me, whether I agree or not is another matter."

Mr. Rabbit's ears moved dissatisfiedly: "Hiss."

"I want to rent your hat." Mr. Rabbit smiled. "For an expensive pet rabbit like me, the human ground will hurt my delicate soles."

"...Tsk." Swian rolled his eyes at him, and said so without getting off the bed because his legs were too short, and he didn't pretend to be superior.

Sweeping him into the hat.

The small rabbit is very light, with its paws resting on the sweeping shoulders.

Sweeping the computer in his arms, he went to the study room.

The study room was a bit messy, and some miscellaneous books were thrown everywhere.

After all, it's his own house, and Swian can't stand it anymore, and it's a bit early to cook now.

So he went to the refrigerator and picked out the smallest frozen carrot, washed it and fed it to the delicate Mr. Rabbit.

To prevent him from getting carrot juice on his hair, gather his hair into a half-high bun.

"Curly, curly hair suits you very well." Lu Shengjing said, taking a bite of carrot with satisfaction, the sound of chewing was very healing.

"Oh, don't roll it." After hearing this, he ate it very happily. Five seconds later, a piece of carrot fell to Swian's feet.

"Hiss." Was he slipping?Carrots are glaring on clean floors.

"Are you sweeping the floor yourself?" Swian picked up the carrot. It was a thick piece with a bite in the middle.

Mr. Rabbit proudly gnawed on the radish heart: "Don't eat the skin, rough food will scratch the rabbit's beautiful teeth."

"... He looks clearly cute and goofy, but why is his mouth still so naughty?! Sweeping down his temper, he found a small bag and handed it to him: "Put it here, otherwise I will jump down with the carrot skin. "

Mr. Rabbit put the plastic bag in his hat and ate carrots leisurely.

Sweeping his laptop plugged in, and then tidying up the books on the desk.

It is easiest to put his materials in this area. Select similar ones and put them together. Put unused books in a pile, such as magazines and cookbooks?
menu?

"Why is there a cookbook?" Xi Juan flipped through it, and there was more than one.

The rabbit on the shoulder was concentrating on chewing carrots and didn't notice Sui Wei's words. He briefly opened it and looked at it. Some of the menus were circled.There are no circles, and there are a few words written next to it - "Juan Juan likes more vegetables, don't fry the eggs too hard, and Juan Juan doesn't want bitter melon as it will be too bitter" and so on.

The handwriting is Lu Shengjing's, and Lu Shengjing has never made the dishes circled.Others, many appeared at the dinner table.

Swallowing suddenly remembered that after he transformed back, he had to make Xuewang. Xuewang was the first dish on the menu.

The recipes are filled with notes like his information.

Lu Tutu was chewing the radish and spitting out the radish skin without conscience, and his heart felt warm.

Under a pile of messy information, there was a pile of torn seals. Half of the contents were taken out, and the rest was actually a recipe!
"..." Sweeping the torn seal back together, it looked familiar.

"Shengjing, how come your confidential information is... a recipe?" Zhuan Juan probably already knows the answer. This man is quite reliable at times. He will call himself Juan Juan very childishly.

"Life is also a part of life," Lu Shengjing spat out his skin in a "squeaky" voice, "After all, I have a few days of human life."

"...Ah, right, right." Sweeping a smile, he classified his confidential information into one category, then picked up a cookbook and leaned back against the desk to read through it.

If the CEO of Mainland China moves too fast while eating, his delicate gastrointestinal tract will cause discomfort. Ms. Xi, an enthusiastic citizen, is very considerate.

Listening to the sound of him eating radishes, Wei Qian suddenly wanted to eat radishes too, so he picked out a few dishes made with radishes from the menu: radish pork ribs soup, braised rabbit diced radish...

Sweeping the recipe in hand, he went to the kitchen.

When passing by the trash can, Mr. Rabbit accurately threw the garbage bag into the trash can.

Sweeping simply made a plate of cold carrot shreds, fried a few dishes, and finally stewed carrot soup.

Mr. Rabbit stood on his shoulder and watched Juan Juan cooking: "Jian Juan, do you also like to eat radishes?"

"Suddenly like it this month." Sweep smiled.

"Thank you, Juju." Mr. Rabbit hugged her happily, the soft fur felt comfortable against the skin, "What is this?"

"Make a soup. I haven't had broth for a long time." Fan Qian cut the radish into thin slices, threw it into the pot with some spices, and poured in water. "Follow the recipe and you should be able to drink it."

"... What broth?" Lu Shengjing asked persistently again. In the form of an animal, he could approach this violent girl without any restraint.

"Guess." Sweeping aside to pick up the cooked ribs, her shoulders felt itchy, and she moved her shoulders out of habit.

"I..." Lu Shengjing leaned too far, otherwise his body would fall forward due to instability, "Hiss!" His paws missed his clothes, and the next second the rabbit fell head-on into the pot.

(End of this chapter)