Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

"Look at how dirty and ugly you are. I'm not at home. I'm sure no one will help you take a bath every day, let alone make you style. We will help you do the latest Shamat style after washing for nothing."

Hearing this, the earl felt a thunderbolt explode above his head, and struggled even more frantically in the basin full of bubbles.

"Meow meow meow meow~," I am the prince of cats, prince, prince! ! !

To deal with the struggling Earl, Deng Anran had already developed a complete set of grappling techniques over time. Chu Jingran subdued a certain struggling cat according to his memory, and washed away the bubbles on its body. It was clean, and a maid came over immediately with dry towels and a hair dryer.

After expertly using a towel to imprison the head and claws that kept moving around, Chu Jingran dried its hair, and then took the dyeing cream handed over by the servant next to it, ready to start.

Because the domestic Earl loves to be clean and rarely licks his fur, and the dyeing cream is also extracted from the world's top pure plants, which is not harmful, so Chu Jingran painted it on the top of his head without any worries.

"Meow meow meow meow~" Ahhh!Deng Anran, what grudge do I have against you? ! !

Chu Jingran stroked its back and said, "Don't be so excited. I'll show you after the dyeing is over. If you don't do it for half a year, don't think it looks bad."

"Meow~" Feeling the touch of the hair on the top of his head being dyed, the Earl looked hopeless.

Please don't be the little devil's cat in the next life.

When Deng Lixuan walked to the backyard, what he saw was Chu Jingran squatting halfway, like a cat that stole fish, with a sly expression on his face, painting the whole body of the loveless white cat with abstract art paintings.

From his angle at this moment, he could see that pair of beautiful eyes bent into a crescent shape, and there was a little pride in the clear pupils.

"Add blue here, draw a butterfly festival here, hee hee, and here..."

As he approached, Deng Lixuan heard someone chattering endlessly. Thinking back to the past when he was at home, he could always lose the noble demeanor of the purebred Persian cat known for its elegance. Deng Lixuan only felt amused and helpless in his heart with the picture of a cat ghost crying and wolf howling, combined with this soliloquy.

Chu Jingran was just like a hardworking bee, when he was creating art on a certain cat with paint, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to paint on the Earl? Huh?"

The mellow voice came to his ears, Chu Jingran flicked the dyeing brush in his hand, and a red mark was drawn directly from the head to the back of the cat.

Emma, ​​so ugly.

Throwing the paintbrush in his hand reflexively, Chu Jingran turned around immediately, with an innocent expression of 'I don't understand what you are talking about' and said: "Brother, why are you here?"

When Deng Lixuan saw the paint splashed on his face, what Deng Lixuan wanted to say turned into a smile, "Your face..."

"Face?"

Chu Jingran subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it off. It was fine if he didn't wipe it off. After one wipe, the smudged paint directly turned his delicate face into a cat face, but the owner of the cat face fouled his wet eyes. The eyes look so innocent.

Deng Lixuan held down the man's hand that was getting more and more swollen, shook his head, and pulled him to clean up. He just took two steps, then turned his head to the servant behind him and said, "Wash your body clean for the count, and clean it up in the evening." The meal is overwhelming."

"Meow meow meow~" I just ask you to take good care of your little devil, and I will be thankful.

Leading the people to the living room, suddenly the horn of a car came from the door, and Deng Lixuan's steps up the stairs froze for a moment.

The people from the company have arrived.

Sounds came from outside the door, and Chu Jingran stretched his neck to look out curiously, when suddenly Deng Lixuan's voice came from his ears with no clear meaning.

"But do you want to take over Deng's?"

Slightly stunned, Chu Jingran looked suspiciously and slowly moved up, just in time to bump into Deng Lixuan's abyss.

Those eyes are as inclusive and gentle as memory, as if everything in the world can't match his strength, and what's in them is the pampering that has been going on for more than ten years.

However, under the untouchable surface, there is a kind of deep and extreme indifference, without any emotion.

Just when Deng Lixuan thought that the other party would give an answer whether he wanted or didn't want to, Chu Jingran suddenly hugged him, raised his head halfway and showed a heartless and affectionate smile to the person, "Isn't there a brother?"

Deng Anran's face was already very good, with exquisite and perfect features. Although his fair complexion was covered by paint all over his face at the moment, it was also because of this that it showed the sparkling eyes in his eyes. Contains sincerity and moving.

At this moment, he half-raised his head, his eyes were full of unreserved reliance and trust in the person in front of him, and the fine eyes were as bright as a jade belt and a galaxy.

Raising his hand and stroking his head, Deng Lixuan said: "The Deng family is of course