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Christopher did go straight to the study in the general's lair at first.

But no sooner had he stepped over the threshold than he saw the obnoxious cub in the front yard.

"..." Christopher stopped immediately.

He already had scarlet hair like flames, his facial features were sharp and sharp, his eyebrows and eyes were already sharp, and his face was gloomy at this moment, it was definitely ferocious that could scare a cub to tears.

However, the little prince in the distance was so focused on his roses that he naturally had no time to pay attention to whether there was anyone coming at the door.

Holding the glass jar with a brighter color than colored glass after refracting the sun, a pair of small hands, with a serious white and soft face, solemnly handed over the jar containing roses to the waiter who stood by and looked after it.

Not very far away, Christopher could clearly hear the crisp children's voice——

"Help me hold it steady."

The waiter bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, respectful and obedient, and even his eyes were filled with tenderness because of the close distance with the cub.

And words like "gentleness" have nothing to do with the ferocious Zerg.

Christopher stared at the two pairs of hands, one big and one small, handing over the glass jars, and his heart felt irritated for no reason.

The mixed-race cub is indeed troublesome.

Whether it's prejudice or beating a group of people to death with a stick, whenever Christopher sees a mixed-race Zerg, he will think of his gloomy childhood.

His mother was a rare medium-sized female with a gentle personality. Of course, since the other party took back the mixed-race cub that was two years younger than him, he was destined not to have that kindness.

Relying on the mother's pity for the weak, the cub tried every means.Pretending to be pitiful, making false accusations and framing these are common methods used by the other party, but my mother believed it every time!And the father followed the mother in everything.

He himself can't control his temperament perfectly now, let alone at that time, he couldn't bear it and beat the cub half to death, which was considered a crime.

In the end, the cub's scheming came true, and the family status jumped above him.

If he hadn't moved from the third star to the fifth star to study with his uncle who was a former lieutenant at the age of 14, he might have been disgusted to adulthood.

His attitude towards mixed blood is more extreme than most Zerg.

It's no longer simply looking down on the other party like an ant.

I really hate these half-breeds who are weak and pretend to be pitiful.

As for the cub in front of him, although it was indeed cuter than all the Zerg cubs he had ever seen, it couldn't change the fact that it was of mixed blood.

Moreover, it seems to be more fragile than ordinary mixed-breed cubs.

The extreme aversion to mixed race made Christopher ignore the strange feeling in his heart.

He also didn't think about why it would take tomorrow morning to wait for all the lieutenants to gather, but with the distance from the second star to the central star, he could wait until tomorrow morning before leaving, but he subconsciously chose to come as soon as the meeting was over.

Christopher didn't know exactly when Lu Sien picked up the cub, but he hadn't appeared in the communication meeting last week, so it was probably broken in the past few days.

Late autumn is

The dry afternoon air disturbed Christopher's mind.

He persuaded himself that he didn't need to pay attention to the cub that had just hatched, and seeing that Lu Sien's attitude still attached great importance to this cub, the loss outweighed the gain if the relationship froze over this matter.

He wanted to go straight through the corridor in the front yard, but his feet seemed to stick to the ground, and he didn't take a step out.

The cub over there has already started digging a hole for the rose planting with a small shovel.

During the period, he still refused the request of the waiter who came forward with a sullen face, and only let the waiter hold the glass jar and wait under the shady corridor.

Even in the late autumn, which is getting cooler day by day, the sun at noon is still scorching hot.

The cub lowered its eyes, the sun shone down, and the crow's wing-like eyelashes cast fine shadows.The milky white skin is more delicate and tender against the background of other scenery, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a child who has been pampered.

Maybe a little frightened or fierce will make you cry.

Christopher couldn't figure it out either, what's so interesting about the three-headed and weak cub, but his eyes couldn't be separated from the cub just like the waiter waiting by the corridor in front.

On the moist soil sprinkled with water, shallow pits gradually formed.

The cub threw down the small shovel and happily ran to the corridor to take the glass jar from the waiter.

Holding the pot with one hand, he ran towards the dug shallow pit.

Probably because he was so happy that he just looked at the roses in the jar, and didn't even pay attention to the ground under his feet.The focus of the waiter's and Christopher's vision was occupied by the dimples that appeared on the cub's cheeks.

The rough surface has not yet been completely covered with mud, and neither of the two adult Zerg present could have expected the next development.

The protruding rock caught off guard the cub's feet, and the little one couldn't control it and jumped straight to the ground.

Crackling, crackling, the sound of glass jars breaking into pieces was particularly ear-piercing, disturbing the peaceful air at noon.

Fortunately, due to slippery hands, the glass jar was thrown further forward, and there was no glass shards where the cub fell.

The waiter hurried forward, but a faster figure had already helped the cub up.

The little prince didn't have time to look carefully at the red-haired young man who helped him up. The rose was thrown just now, and an unknown number of petals had already fallen, and some of them happened to be stuck on the broken glass. Rose picked up.

Christopher frowned, his expression became more ferocious, and he grabbed the little hand that was reaching out to Rose.

The soft and delicate touch made him subconsciously loosen his grip on the cub's wrist instantly.

"Hua..." The cub's crying voice was like that of a newborn milk cat, weakly.

Christopher looked, his black and clear eyes were full of water vapor, and the eye sockets were even more red.

"What's going on?" The voice of the question was low.

It was Lu Sien who heard the noise.

"Did you fall down?" The second voice of gentle concern came from Fujin, who noticed that the cub's clothes were stained with mud.

Christopher ignored it, picked up the roses from the pile of glass slag, brushed off the shattered slag pieces, and confirmed that the thorns had been treated before carefully putting them into the cub's hands.

in.

"..." Christopher paused, and then got stuck at the beginning of his mouth. While feeling puzzled by his abnormal behavior, he couldn't help but want to comfort the cub.

The ambivalence made him not know how to organize the language.

It happened that Lianhe arrived, and when he saw the situation clearly, he hurried forward, his already indifferent brows seemed to be frozen with frost.

The young doctor knelt on the ground on one knee and rolled up the cub's trouser legs.

The skin was soft and fair, and in sharp contrast, the red and bleeding knees were even more shocking.

After learning about the cub's physique, Lian He has already brought a medical kit with him.

After quickly disinfecting the wound, he took out a bottle of white packaged spray from the medical bag, looked down at the cub's knee, "It might hurt a little."

The little prince gritted his teeth and answered vaguely.

The cold white mist sprayed on the wound, causing the prickly pain, and the cub couldn't help sniffling.

Lian He lowered his head and moved closer, and gently blew a few breaths on the wound.

Huhu.

"Well... no, it doesn't hurt." The little prince hypnotized himself, blinking his eyes again, trying to force back the tears.

The fluffy head hung down, looking at the rose with withered petals in his hand, "Then...the rose is dead..."

"Woo... is it still alive?" The cub blamed himself so much that his pink lips were flattened, "Can it be saved?"

"Yes." Christopher said abruptly. The fifth star is the closest to the galaxy of the human race. He had been exposed to the planting method of this plant when he was studying. flowers."

"Then, brother, can you help me revive it?" The little prince carefully handed the rose to Christopher.

"...Okay." There was unreserved trust and hope in the cub's eyes, and Christopher agreed in a mysterious way.

The cub's eyes lit up instantly, as if thinking of something, he dug into his coat pockets, and solemnly put the white-wrapped toffee in his big hand, "Thank you brother, this is for you to eat!"

Christopher looked at the candy in his hand, then at the cub with red eye circles, for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Probably because the noon sun was too hot, he found that his face was warming up.

Seeing him not responding for a long time, the little prince would be wrong.

"No, no, this is the last one." The cub grabbed the cuff of the jacket with his hands, and the cub looked apologetic.

Brother Fujin originally gave three pills, and he took the first one when he took the medicine, and he also took the other one this morning, so now there is only one left...

"I brought rose seeds." Lian He pursed his lips and watched the cub give the last candy to Christopher in silence, and suddenly said the reason for coming this time.

There is a whole bag of seeds in the corner of the medical kit.

"Really!" The cub's eyes were as bright as stars, and he opened his arms and hugged Lianhe directly, "Thank you brother Lianhe!"

Because Lian He knelt on one knee, the cub was just able to rest its chin on Lian He's shoulder.

The bony hands held the white candy and put it into the bright red lips. The long-haired young man smiled gently like a gentle breeze, "Eat a piece of candy, it won't hurt you!"

heart. "

"Well... Thank you, Brother Fujin too!" The little prince ate the toffee, and his words were a little slurred.

Christopher watched Fujin feeding the cubs candy, thoughtfully.

A pair of generous hands with thick calluses lifted the tiny cub away from Lian He's arms, carefully avoiding the injured knee while holding it.

"Go change your clothes." Lu Sien whispered.

The cub obediently buried his face on his chest, and rubbed it affectionately, "Okay."

.........

At noon to move the cubs, several people settled their lunch in Fujin's lair.

Christopher cut off the long flower stalk of the original rose branch, cut the lower part of the branch flat, and treated it with growth stimulating hormone for cuttings.

He packed the petals and put them in a small bag like a sachet.

While Fujin and Lu Sien were in the study, and Lianhe was sowing rose seeds, Christopher pulled the cub to the shaded corridor, frowned and took out a jar of sugar from his bulging pocket .

There are not only white candies, but also colorful candy wrappers in the jars, and the jars are made of thoughtful plastic instead of glass.

"...These candies are for you."

The author has something to say: If you ask where the sugar comes from——

Christopher: Ah... from the strategist's lair

Fujin:? ? ?Wanna fight :-)

#Take other people's candy to coax other people's cubs

This chapter is simply a battle for favor with Shura!

谢谢宝贝们，啾咪～感谢在2020-04-1523:54:05~2020-04-1721:37:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 for you, Brother Lu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of ink rain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!