The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration is the favorite of the group

After finally returning to his room, with an extremely dark face, he dragged the cat in his arms to his bed, and a great cold burst out from his body.

He had never seen such an uneasy little beast!
Duck!It's really carved out of the same mold as An Ranran!
Fortunately, he couldn't understand the cat's meow language, otherwise he would have been annoyed by it!
The little puppet was thrown dizzy, looking at things in a dizzy dizzy direction, with stars in his eyes: "Meow...meow..."

Why, why did he become so fierce all of a sudden...

She obviously didn't do anything...

To be honest, it's true that she hasn't had time to do it yet...

Anger is certain, but there is no need to really care about a cat that doesn't understand anything.

Bukele took a deep breath, and took out a can of strawberry fruit and a can of creamy dried fish from his pocket.

She did eat very little, and he also expected that she would not be full early in the morning, so he specially brought her some snacks, and held her in his arms in case she was cold, but she was so fussy in his arms, a little They are not good.

Really angry.

Poured out the creamy dried fish in the palm of his hand, Bukele sat on the edge of the bed, and passed his hand to the little puppet: "Here."

The little puppet moved over happily, and the creamy dried fish in Bukele's hand didn't have the salty and dry taste of the past. Instead, it was crispier than ordinary dried fish, and unexpectedly, it had more flavor. Very rich and creamy taste, really delicious.

Bukele silently watched it eat happily, but picked up the glass cup on the bedside table with his free hand, and poured fresh strawberry fruit from another crystal jar into the cup. He tasted the temperature first, and felt Shang Hao put it next to the cat's paw: "Drink it when you're thirsty."

It's not easy!

The little puppet continued to happily stick out its tongue to lick the sweet strawberry juice, and then hurriedly used its snow-white little claws to scoop up the whole big strawberry in the cup, and ate the strawberry happily.

Bukele caught the wet paw that had been dyed pink by the strawberry juice with a choked throat, squeezed a strawberry and stuffed it into the cat's mouth: "You really don't mind being dirty. "

"... Meow! (You are talking nonsense! My claws are old and clean!)"

"You can't stop your mouth if you eat it! Meow!" Bukele stuffed another strawberry into her mouth.

The little puppet chewed on the juicy strawberries in his mouth, and he groaned resolutely but refused to admit defeat.

I will meow!
Meow meow meow!
Today, I am the one who uses the most domineering tone and speaks the most cowardly words... the little puppet Kuonai!

The lawless kind!
Kill you with cuteness!

Bukele impatiently covered the mouth of the little puppet's meowing: "Say it first, I know you can understand me, if you meow again, I will throw you out, if you don't believe me, you can try."

"..."

I need an An Ranran hug to comfort me...

The little puppet silently lowered its head and drank the canned fruit.

If you can't provoke me, you can't hide...

What the hell...

Looking at the soft back of the puppet's head, Bukele's cold eyes softened rarely.

He just...was he really too fierce to her?
After all, he is a straight male cancer with straight male attributes, and he is too lazy to have intimate contact with all female creatures on a daily basis.

I really don't know much about the psychological activities of girls.

But he really felt a little grievance in this cat.

The kind of little grievance that he was so fierce that he was about to cry.

The little puppet hummed, and gently rubbed against Bukele's arms.

No, I don't blame you...

Buckley was speechless.

What is it talking about?
After eating, the little puppet hugged its chubby belly and rolled softly on Bukele's bed.

"Let's rest." Bukele quickly grabbed the nape of the puppet on the bed, lifted the quilt and threw the cat in, and then lay down on the bed himself.

Sleep...sleep together? !

Are you serious? !
"Stop making noise and rest." Bukele grabbed the little puppet's ears with a hoarse voice.

Oh……

But can't sleep...

You raise me like a cat, but I'm a real human duck...

The little puppet opened its moist eyes without feeling sleepy at all, but Bukele seemed to be fast asleep while sleeping in it.

With a bit of bad intentions, the sleepless puppet restrained its nails, and pressed Bukele's face with its snow-white claws.

The jet-black hair by the elf boy's ears fell between the pillow and his neck. His skin was as white as snow, and his eyelashes were long and curly, like fluttering butterflies.

This is the Guardian of Light of Planet Grace...

In the dark...the last light...

"Meow meow……"

You are from Planet Grace, the last light, the last hope...

We... are completely different existences...

I am fire, for the fire of chaos, the fire of trapped beasts fighting to the death, the fire of scorching sky and earth, the fire of bringing haunting nightmares to people.

Different……

It seems that she understands why my sister is giving up Cassio...

The little puppet meowed softly, and the moment it moved its claws away was exactly the moment Bukele suddenly opened his eyes.

Meow?Wake up... wake up?
But in Bukele's eyes, there was no sleepiness at all, and there was no haziness after being woken up.

Even after waking up, he just looked at the blue cat eyes of the little puppet in an extremely abnormal way, with a cold and indifferent gaze that made people unable to see his thoughts.

Bukele didn't seem to be very talkative in the first place. His personality was very quiet, neither noisy nor noisy, neither sad nor happy. When he suddenly looked at the little puppet like this, he looked away a little guilty.

What duck are you looking at?

I also know the type of cat I'm turning into...it's so pretty!
This feeling of being seen through by others really makes Mao feel guilty...

"Are you sure... are you going to become like this?" Bukele finally opened his mouth, but what he said surprised the little puppet in his arms.

The little puppet raised its head abruptly, and subconsciously cursed in cat language.

He... saw it?
What the hell did I do wrong? !
In fact, Bukele just wanted to test her, but the reaction of the little puppet now confirmed his speculation.

He frowned slightly, and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Change back, I'll just repeat the last sentence."

fierce...

Change back, change back...

The eyes of the little puppet radiated a flame-like light in the darkness, and in the darkness, the soft and sticky puppet cat quietly transformed into its girlish form in the night.

An Ranran lightly brushed the hair on her forehead, her flaming red pupils were scorching hot, and she said cautiously and coercively: "Bukele, how on earth...how did you recognize me?"

"...It's just too similar."

"Oh? Like?"

"The behavior of that cat is too similar to yours. It's very shameless, no, it's shameless." Bukele's tone is still light, without the slightest warmth at all.

"Ah?" An Ranran's face darkened, but she couldn't find anything to refute.

Just when she was about to say something more, Bukele suddenly turned on the bedside lamp, and while sitting up from the bed, he also picked up the collar of An Ranran's back coat beside him.

An Ranran bowed her waist obediently, her arms and feet drooped naturally, almost touching the ground: "Huh? Why did you start picking up the back of my fate without saying anything? Are you used to catching cats and catching cats?" ?”

Bukele didn't answer her, but silently picked up the light little fire ball, walked out of his room, and knocked on the door of the room with the makeup on.

Zhuang Can was a bit sleepy in bed, and Bukeleti stood outside for a long time with this chirping little fire ball, but Zhuang Can still didn't come to open the door.

In the corridor, there are inevitably some small Saier patrolling, and the patrol light shines directly at the end of the corridor, and the light is a bit dazzling: "Who is it?!"

Bukele turned his head away, almost unable to open his eyes due to the light stabbing, but Little Saier quickly lowered the light of the patrol light: "So it's Bukele, I'm sorry, sorry, your eyes ……Are you ok?"

"I have nothing to do, you are busy."

"Ah, okay, it's cold, go back to your room as early as possible to rest."

"Ah."

"Bukele." An Ranran licked his lips: "So, do you think the success rate of me sneaking out in the middle of the night and stealing a single Purcell robot... How big is it?"

"Put away your terrible thoughts." Bukele glanced at An Ranran lightly, and knocked on the door again unwillingly: "Don't keep thinking about unrealistic things, didn't you just eat enough?"

"That's just the stomach of an ordinary "cat"!"

"Keep your voice down, don't make noise and be rested by others, there are people living in the corridor."

"Oh..." An Ranran scratched her fiery little head: "Bukele, you just give up, you just give up your heart, Xiao Jiu has a very strong spirit of getting up, if it wasn't for her If she wakes up, no matter who calls her, she may not be able to wake her up, Xiao Jiu sleeps very deeply."

Bukele: "...then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask, how could I tell you?"

"...All right, you can sleep outside the corridor by yourself tonight."

"...Ah!? You still have this?!"

"Lonely man and widow, why should I sleep with you?"

"Bukele, there is something I haven't told you." An Ranran swallowed and said, "Do you want to listen to me?"

"Speak up if you have something, let it go if you have a fart."

"Actually, I'm a man..." An Ranran was buzzing with mosquitoes.

"Nonsense!" The corners of Bukele's lips twitched, and he slapped An Ranran on the head with a shudder: "Oh! Woohoo, hit me..."

"Kill the monster with one punch."

An Ranran suffocated her face into a little bun angrily: "I hate you to death..."

In the night, there was a silence that Li Ming did not have, An Ranran kicked her calf, looked at Bukele's feet and remained silent.

"Alas..." She smoothed her fiery hair: "Are you... all right?"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, I'm just... just asking casually."

"Fortunately, the universe has been quite peaceful recently, and there are not many tasks." Bukele paused, and continued: "What about you? How are you?"

"I'm fine too... Eating and drinking every day, cooking for my sister, don't mention how happy I am." An Ranran bit her lower lip: "I just occasionally... miss you."

Bukele coughed lightly, did not continue speaking, but raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

The strange wind is too cold.

"Don't waste your energy... If Xiao Jiu is woken up while sleeping, it will become very scary." An Ranran exerted strength on her waist, twisted her waist and hugged Bukele's neck, her calves and feet were bouncing in the air .

An unspeakable sadness filled her heart, and An Ranran pursed her lips: "Thank you..."

"Ok?"

"I mean..." His hair smelled of cool mint, mixed with his unique shadow elf breath, which was indescribably bewitching.

An Ranran buried her face fiercely in the black hair on the neck of his neck, as if she could completely cover her crying by doing this: "You used to be my only hope and the only light, but now you have transformed into My fatal despair and my fatal catastrophe, and Cassio to my sister... look the same..."