Before he could come back from the mess, Xi Shu stuffed Jiujiu into his arms. His two black bean-like little eyes looked at him sincerely and said, "I'm going to pack up my things and go home later. In the past few days when I'm not here, can you ask you to help take care of Jiujiu and Guagua?"

The chicken was already in his arms, so how could Ji Shaoyi dare to say no? He could only nod in pain: "It's okay..."

"Then you must be nice to them." Xi Shu was like an old father who was entrusting his orphans, and he gave many instructions.

Ji Shaoyi solemnly patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Don't worry, as long as I have a bite of food, I won't let the two of them starve!"

Xi Shu was even more moved, and held his hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Jiujiu just learned to sing. If you don't hit well, don't blame it. Just teach it patiently."

Ji Shaoyi agreed: "Okay."

The inner OS is: How should a human be taught a chicken to crow? Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

Seeing that he promised it was so easy, Xi Shu simply took out his long-written "Head Egg Care" and "Duck Raising Guide" from his pocket, and said with gratitude: "That's really a trouble for you. From today on, you will be the reborn parents of Jijiu and Guagua. Jijiu, call him Dad!"

Not only did Jijiu not call him dad, but he also made Ji Shaoyi look so furious.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." Forget it, I don't have such a daughter.

After sending Xishu away with tears in his eyes, Ji Shao stuffed a chicken back into the cage, sat on the balcony with a small stool, and studied the "Hen's Egg Care" and "Duck Raising Guide" left by Xishu.

Xi Shu is worthy of being a good chicken raising. Even their schedules are arranged in an orderly manner. They are walking after meals and slaughtering chickens for health care. After reading this, Ji Shaoyi only had one idea in his mind: people are inferior to chickens.

He mixed the feed for them according to the recipe given by Xishu, and then looked at them eating, took out his cell phone and began to harass his classmate of Steel Concrete.

[Soul-hearted eyes: Do you eat chicken? The kind that can crow.]

【Loss of heart: [Picture]】

When Lang Qiao saw the news, he thought that this ghostly dog ​​was coming to ask her to play games again. He was about to get back to him without hesitation, but he saw the chicken he sent.

Lang Qiao: "..." Sorry, I'm self-righteous.

She silently deleted the one and got out of the way, and replied again with even more heartbreaking words.

[Steel Concrete: Finally found that playing games is not suitable for you. Are you going home to open a chicken farm?]

Once this message was heard, a small spark instantly emerged next to the comments of the heartless eyes, and a system message was added to their chat interface.

[You and the ignorant eye contacted each other for more than 3 consecutive days and got the spark logo.]

Lang Qiao: "..." Get out of here, sparks are sparked.

When she thought of the scene of her being besieged, she wanted to bite him to death, okay?

She was dirty, and she actually sparked a spark with this dog...

Lang Qiao was successfully disgusted by this spark, so he added a sentence domineeringly.

[Steel Concrete: I hope to see you on the Financial Channel as soon as possible, and I will not send me messages starting today!]

Ji Shaoyi, who was heartbroken and then despised, said: "..." She is so domineering, I like it very much.

【Soul-hearted eyes: I don’t!】

[Soul-hearted eyes: Just send it!]

[Looking in the heart: Don’t reply if you have the seeds!]

[Steel Coagulant: If you don’t go back, you won’t go back!]

Lang Qiao's hands were faster than his brain, and the news had been sent out before he suddenly realized. Damn, she couldn't help but reply again.

Is it still time for her to withdraw now?

It was obviously too late, because Mr. Ji curled his lips and smiled, and added slowly.

【Insincere eyes: Whoever returns to the puppy.】

Lang Qiao exploded in an instant.

【Steel Celsius: You are the puppy!】

【Soul-hearted eyes: Puppy.】

Lang Qiao: "..." Wow wool.

Lang Qiao never thought that she, who has always been competitive, would be defeated by sending messages.

She lost, she lost miserably.

She went to play the game sadly, otherwise she was afraid that she would still be unable to control her slutty hands and wanted to return him.

After she was no longer arguing, Ji Shao instantly returned to the empty-nest elderly state. After sitting on the balcony and watching the chicken pecking the feed for a while, he silently returned to the dormitory. Opening "The Self-cultivation of a Handsome Boy" was a new big rumor.

[What day today is not important. What is important is that with Gu’s efforts, Lang Qing finally sparked love with Gu, and Gu Long was very happy.

For the sake of this small spark, Gu reluctantly took Lang Qing out of Xinzhekuli, and agreed to Lang's promise to stay in Xianfu Palace temporarily.

Did Lang Qing confess his love today? It's so soon.]

After writing, Ji Shaoyi threw away his pen and took out his cell phone and changed the grouping for Lang Qiao.

...

In the next few days, Lang Qiao lived a pig-like life, eating, sleeping and playing games every day, and endlessly looped.

A person who went home to open a chicken farm also tactfully did not bother her again. Apart from the daily spark, the two had almost no communication.

The way to continue the spark is also very simple and crude.

【Soul-loss eyes: spark～】

【Steel Coagulant: Roll.】

【Soul-hearted eyes: sparks ~~】

【Steel Coagulant: Rolling.】

【Loss of heart: sparks ~~~】

【Steel Coagulant: Rolling.】

It was not until the night before returning to school that Lang Qiao finally broke free from the Internet-addicted girl, dragging her body that was squeezed by the game to slid on the sofa to recuperate.

And the way to recuperate is of course...Cloud sucking cats!

She hasn't visited Ji Shaoyi Space in recent days, so she must have saved a lot of new videos!

Lang Qiao was so excited that her face was blushing and her heart was beating and her blood was boiling. After finding the most comfortable position, she couldn't wait to enter the space where she was heartless.

Then she saw...

[Soul-hearted: Who else can care about me? Who else?!!]

The video is that he holds a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, and runs out of the pace of his relatives in the empty campus.

How to say it, it looks like a humanoid figure with a stagnant swaying a chicken and a duck.

Lang Qiao's face suddenly became numb and she turned down with disgust.

[Soul-lost eyes: a chicken in the left hand and a duck in the right hand, but there is no fat baby behind him~]

The video matched is that he grabbed the chicken breast with his left hand and pressed the duck's back with his right hand, and rubbed it repeatedly with a rough technique.

Lang Qiao: "..."

If she remembered correctly, Gu Congxin often sprinkled seasonings when marinating the chicken...

When she thought of Gu Congxin, Lang Qiao's mind suddenly showed various dishes that she had specialized in her skills, such as white-cut chicken, beggar chicken, Gongbao chicken, cold chicken breast, etc., and suddenly she became a little hungry.
Chapter completed!