Panda's Postmodern Life

The whole city is sleeping quietly under the gentle moonlight.

Shen Shen turned over, stretched out her innocent white arms unconsciously, as if covered with a layer of frost, the little bamboo stared at it for a while, sighed secretly for a while, and dozed off slightly, it lay on the pillow Her own little leaf, just fell asleep with her neck tilted, was awakened by a soft voice: "Hey, little fairy."

What little fairy?Turning around impatiently, the voice followed like a shadow: "Little Immortal, I am Da Mao."

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Xiao Zhuzi looked down at the panda angel in his basin, the halo of light on its head was like a fluorescent stick in the dark, bright and dazzling: "It's really embarrassing to live here with you, but I will I will go back when I find him, within a few days, hehe."

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Little Bamboo tilted his head and looked at it.

What does little fairy mean?Isn't it a bamboo monster?

Da Mao said again: "You have the most immortal energy here, how could you be a monster? I have been an angel for hundreds of years, what don't I know?"

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Xiao Zhuzi waved the leaves, indicating that he was going to sleep, and Da Mao hurriedly said, "Wait, Ah Chen doesn't know your real identity yet, does he?"

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Xiao Zhuzi looked at Da Mao hesitantly, and the latter hehe said: "I have left Asia and entered Europe now, and the matter of your gods has nothing to do with me. It won’t be so many years, still a single panda.”

Little Bamboo remained silent.

"Why don't you talk? I finally returned to China without anyone to talk to. I'm so lonely. Why don't you talk to me?"

The word 'well' made Xiao Zhuzi feel a chill.

...this sissy angel!He gave Da Mao a disdainful look, and wrote a few words on the table with a bamboo leaf dipped in water.

'I am sleepy. '

Da Mao silently closed his chattering mouth, and suddenly said: "Don't tell me, you can't talk, can you?"

Xiao Zhuzi swayed, and then stood there straight again.

He can't even transform into a human form. During the day, when he cooks for Shen Shen, he jumps out of the basin first, then jumps into the kitchen, uses his small leaves as hands to wash the ingredients little by little, and then jumps into the kitchen. On the stove, he was stumped by the strange metal switch. Finally, it subconsciously chanted a fire spell, and then turned on the fire. He groped for a few dishes according to the recipe placed by Shen Chen's bedside, At the beginning, the taste was not satisfactory, until he finally got better, and the food he brought out was full of color and fragrance, and he was satisfied to arrange the dishes neatly and wait for Shen Shen to go home.

In fact, subconsciously, he also understands the principle of a gentleman staying away from the kitchen, but every day seeing Shen Shen frowning and hungry, he always feels that he should do something.

Throw me a papaya and repay it with Qiongyao. Shen Chen has raised him for so long, so of course he wants to repay him a little.

Although one of them was splashed by the oil star, almost scalding his little leaves, but seeing Shen Shen's joyful appearance, he still felt very satisfied.

As soon as Shen Chen opened his eyes, he saw Da Mao with the halo above his head lying on the bedside table, looking at him with a smile.

"Morning, Ah Chen."

After grabbing the glasses placed aside and carefully confirming that the panda angel in front of him was not a hallucination, Shen Shen's face darkened again: "Big Mao, I'm going to get up and change my clothes."

Da Mao said indifferently: "Then change it, we haven't seen anything."

Shen Chen pushed his glasses and stared at them expressionlessly.

After a full 5 minutes, the big hair shrank into the bamboo basin mournfully, and the little bamboo also pressed its head down hard as a matter of course.

After a while, Shen Chen had changed into light and casual clothes, and knocked on the bamboo basin: "Hey, come out."

When he approached the little bamboo, the little bamboo only felt his eyes light up.

Shen Chen didn't wear the elite-style suit and shirt today. He was wearing a simple v-neck long-sleeved upper body and a pair of beige slacks, which outlined two straight long legs. His hair was not as meticulous as usual , the bangs were arbitrarily pasted on the forehead, making that face look younger.

Da Mao probably had the same thought as Xiao Zhuzi: "Ah Chen, you are so handsome dressed up like this. You were so old-fashioned yesterday, but now you look much younger."

"...today is Sunday."

After being silent for a while, Shen Shen said again: "Da Mao, will you transform?"

"Hey? Why do you want to change shape?"

"...I asked someone to check it for you when I went online yesterday. There are twelve people named Qi Jing in this city, ranging in age from 0 to 80 years old. There are men and women. I plan to accompany you today. Look for it."

Hurry up and get rid of this unsightly big hair, so that it won't occupy the small pot of your love bamboo.

"Thank you, what, do you have a photo? Master...he should be about 25 years old now..." Da Mao's expression changed immediately when he heard Qi Jing's name, his lips trembled, and he looked at Shen Shen incoherently.

Shen Chen went to the study and turned on the computer, pointed to a few photos inside and said to Da Mao who followed: "These."

Da Mao's eyes scanned the twelve people in the photo one by one, and suddenly settled on a man's face.

The man had a high nose, deep eye sockets, and was smiling defenselessly at the camera.

Da Mao pointed at him with his paw and said, "That's him!"

With a flash in Shen Shen's eyes, he quickly clicked on the photo and pressed the mouse to send it out.

After a while, the little penguin on the screen flickered, and he clicked on the dialogue window, and immediately saw a row of information.

This man named Qi Jing is actually the chief advertising planner of Big Lemon, and he lives next door to his house? !

Shen Chen only moved in this spring, so he is not very familiar with the neighbors around him, and he has no impression of Qi Jing at all.

"Da Mao, the person you are looking for is next door to my house."

Da Mao's eyes lit up, he flapped his wings and flew to the door desperately, pointed at the closed security door and said, "I'm going to see him!"

"..." Shen Chen really couldn't understand why Da Mao was so excited, didn't he just meet his former master?Is it worth being so happy?Really useless!

But... wait, Shen Shen grabbed Da Mao's fluttering wings: "Do you want to see him like this?"

"What should I do?"

"What will you change?"

"Can a kitten?"

"casual."

Shen Chen rang the doorbell on the opposite side, after a few jingle dings, someone opened the door with slippers on.

It was a face that was almost the same as in the photo, with profound facial features, slender figure, and bright eyes. After seeing Shen Shen, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, but still showed a big smile: "Hello, what's the matter?" something?"

Shen Chen picked out a cute kitten with black and white dots: "This one seems to have come to my house from your balcony."

The man showed a surprised look at first, and then said: "But I don't keep cats."

The kitten looked at him pitifully with its big round eyes.

The man paused: "It seems that it really belongs to my family."

Shen Shen nodded expressionlessly, and was about to turn around and go back to his room, but was stopped by Qi Jing: "Excuse me, are you Director Shen from Dawu Company?"

"I'm."

"Hehe." The man holding the little cat smiled very gently: "I am Qi Jing from Big Lemon. I have always wanted to know you, but unfortunately I never had the chance before. This is my business card. If we have the chance, we will have dinner together." How was the meal?"

"Okay, but Mr. Qi, please take good care of your pet, and don't let it come to my house again."

"I see."

Saying goodbye to Da Mao for the time being, Shen Shen simply walked around the small park downstairs, watched a few old men play chess, went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and daily necessities, and then returned home.

As soon as the door was opened, there was another smell of rice.

Shen Chen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that this was another masterpiece of the snail girl.

After eating a delicious breakfast, Shen Shen turned on the TV contentedly, but saw the small bamboo on the coffee table.

Um?How did the little bamboo come here?

Could it be the snail girl who put it on?

Shen Shen thought for a moment, then turned his attention to the screen again.

The little bamboo was still trembling slightly.

He had just finished serving the food when he heard the sound of the door opening. He was so frightened that he couldn't dodge in time, so he ran to the coffee table in the living room temporarily.

Fortunately, Shen Shen didn't notice it, he let out a sigh of relief, and went to watch TV with Shen Shen.

This thin board is so fun and it holds a lot of stuff inside.

Xiao Zhuzi tilted his head, staring intently at the 24-hour news report on the TV, and when he looked up, he noticed that Shen Shen had fallen asleep at some point.

So close.

Looking at the thick eyelashes and thin eyelids, Xiao Zhuzi only felt itchy in his heart.

I want to touch it.

It's a really weird feeling.

He knows that he is a male bamboo, and Shen Chen is also a male panda. He should like some beautiful female bamboos, such as Wen Xiang. Why is he so interested in Shen Shen?

But he didn't want to study this in detail, what he wanted to do most at this moment was to touch Shen Shen's peaceful sleeping face.

So, touch it.

Anyway, if you touch it, you won't die.

Cautiously stretched out the bamboo leaves, and lightly touched the face that he had longed for for a long time.

So soft.

The smooth and soft texture from the fingers made me sigh softly.

fingertips...

When did he have fingers?

She lowered her head in amazement, only to find that her upper body had a human figure, and she was still reaching out to touch Shen Shen.

"Little fairy, can you transform into a human?"

As soon as Zhuzi turned his head, he saw a black and white little tabby cat, squatting aside and looking at him.

Big hair?Wasn't it just sent away this morning?Why are you back again?

Although Zhuzi didn't speak, Da Mao could always read his mind: "He's going on a date, so I'm coming."

Dating?

"Just hanging out with his girlfriend, hey, I didn't expect him to have a girlfriend." There was an unconcealable sadness in his tone.

Are you jealous?

"Hey? Just kidding. I came back this time to help him find a girlfriend. In his previous life, he never got married in order to take care of me. This time I must help him find a partner. Look, I'm still Steal a Cupid's arrow just for him!"

Seeing that Da Mao pulled out a short golden arrow marked with a red chicken heart out of nowhere, Zhu Zi couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

The old red line should be used here, right?

Da Mao said suddenly, "Why did I forget? So this Cupid's arrow is useless?"

You will know if you try it yourself.

Da Mao's eyes lit up: "That's right, I know what to do now... It's useless anyway, it doesn't matter if you shoot me with him? Hehe."

Bamboo was stunned for a moment, looking at it strangely.

You want to connect yourself with that man?

Da Mao immediately waved the cat's paw: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously, don't talk nonsense."

you like him?

"Hey... um..."

Seeing Da Mao's shy appearance, Zhu Zi became even more strange.

You are all men.

"Why not? I just know I like him!"

Zhuzi suddenly felt his mind light up, and he instantly looked at Shen Shen who was still sleeping soundly.

As if feeling his dangerous and hot gaze, Shen Shen shrank back a little uneasy in his dream.