All the stars want to be my owner

3 minute later.

The big white dog drooped a pair of big ears, and squatted with four feet in a ball. Under the supervision of the guards, it faced the wall for reflection.

His mother, Ms. Lin Ping'an, looked at His Majesty awkwardly and nervously, for fear that he would convict her son.

"I am sorry, Your Majesty."

Lin Pingan looked at Moore uneasily, and the latter's usual calm face showed a bit of displeasure: "Qiwen didn't mean to offend—"

Moore ignored her apology and looked directly at the kitten:

"Jojo?"

"Meow?"

When his name was called suddenly, he tilted his head at the little cat who was eager to try the tail of the big dog, and looked at him in confusion.

What are you calling me for?

Jojo's reaction made Moore uncontrollably a little irritated.

Only three days...

Suppressing his mood, Moore's smooth brow still showed two wrinkles: "Do you know his name?"

Lin Qiwen, facing the wall and introspecting himself, was completely unaware that this sentence was addressed to him.

It’s okay in human form, but when it’s transformed into a Samoyed, affected by the vigorous nature of the dog, it’s harder than going to heaven or becoming a human being to make the child sit quietly for an hour.

Carefully twisting his butt twice, Lin Qiwen couldn't hold back, quietly moved his hind legs, trying to move his limbs.

But this sneaky look is not safe, and it directly caused Lin Qiwen to lower his head in horror after his tail was stepped on, and put his head against the wall, and then began to apologize frantically:

"Sorry sorry sorry, I shouldn't be lazy—"

Embarrassedly withdrawing his right foot, Lin Pingan was silent for a moment, then decided to take a gamble.

She fiddled with her son's big fluffy ears twice, and said helplessly, "It's a sound generator."

"Due to the experiment, Qiwen's voice suffered a lot of damage." Lin Pingan sighed, "Even if you are pretending to be a robot, without a sound system, you will always be suspicious. It's also luck, I invited one... An expert, made the current sounder for Qiwen."

"Kitten... Qiaoqiao should have been paired before, so he can communicate with Qiwen."

"Meow."

Qiao Qiao responded in a timely manner, affirming Lin Pingan's words.

Although Lin Pingan could hear the ambiguity in Lin Pingan's mouth, the fact that the cat could speak and communicate with people still made Moore's heart beat faster for a moment.

He recalled that incredible conjecture again:

"Maybe a kitten can become a human?"

Gathering his mind, Moore asked calmly, "What else does he know?"

Lin Qiwen also understood at this time that he was asking himself.

The big dog's white head turned half a circle, secretly glanced at the rumored cruel Majesty, tangled for a moment between explaining "Jojo thinks he is a big liar" and "Jojo wants to be a self-reliant kitten", and then Cai replied without confidence: "Qiao Qiao said that he wants to make money by himself..."

"Huh?" Moore looked down at the kitten.

Qiao Qiao's eyes froze, and he looked at the owner confidently.

That's right!I just want to make money!No, ah bah, support your own family!

Strangely, His Majesty did not question it.

He just calmly asked the big dog: "How to do it?"

Surprised by His Majesty's question, Lin Qiwen turned his head cautiously, and hesitantly said that industry that seemed not very high-end: "Eh... do live broadcast?"

It's really not to blame Lin Qiwen for thinking so.

The royal family has the most precious wealth in the entire empire, and there are many ways to make money, so what is a mere live broadcast?Moreover, the live broadcast has always been at the bottom of the star network's chain of contempt.

But what Big Dog is most worried about is not this.

Although he has forgotten a lot about that dark aristocratic social circle, he still has some dark memories.When he used the identity of a robot dog to treat at home, some noble ladies and masters often asked the owner for himself.

Although they regard themselves as a mechanical plaything, even living servants are not much better in their eyes.

Your Majesty, will he agree with Jojo's idea?

Moore had no intention of revealing his true thoughts in front of them.He stroked Jojo's cheek with his index finger, almost narrowing the cat's seductive eyes.

"Let's go home, Jojo."

Qiao Qiao's entire cat was dazed by the touch, almost lost in the owner's temptation.

Fortunately, at the same time as the snoring that represented comfort sounded, Qiaoqiao barely remembered his persistence, and bit Moore's hand with a groan.

He pressed down on the owner's fingertips with canine teeth in a punitive manner, then held his hand with his tiny front teeth, and looked at him reproachfully.

Are you trying to fool me again? !

Feeling the pain of shooting himself in the foot again, Moore sighed softly and looked the little cat squarely in the eye.

"Jojo, the live broadcast needs to be prepared in advance."

"If you want to do it, then I will give you the best." His Majesty showed his attitude when dealing with official affairs, and said cautiously and calmly, "Whether it is the platform or planning and promotion, everything will be tailored for you build."

"But we need to get back to the palace and get ready. Will you, JoJo?"

Lin Pingan looked at Moore in surprise.

She doesn't know much about kittens, but she knows more about the nephew she watched grow up.Ever since his sister and brother-in-law broke up and the couple died one after another, Moore became more and more silent day by day, as if he had lost interest in everything.

If he hadn't been able to handle government affairs with ease since he ascended the throne, the wolves in the parliament would have used "autism" as an excuse to persecute the royal family.

No, he values ​​Qiao Qiao's affairs, which can be seen from the fact that he brought people to chase him.More importantly, it should be His Majesty's attitude towards kittens.

That is not a plan for the image of the royal family's pets, but an emphasis on a person and a cause.

Maybe... Qiwen can take this road to recovery?

Lin Ping'an thought about it, but he didn't speak rashly.

The blue irises shrank slightly, and Jojo stared at Moore for a long time before he was sure that he was serious.

Then, just trust him again?

Hesitantly let go of the little teeth, the kitten touched the owner's hand with the tip of its wet and cool nose, and licked it meaningfully as a comfort.

Then, Qiaoqiao shrugged her big butt twice, and slammed into the owner's arms like a small cannonball, and meowed confidently:

Then let's go back quickly!There is still so much to do!

Holding the small cannonball firmly, Moore's empty heart finally found a place to rest.

His embrace was filled with fluffy and warm body, even lowering his head slightly, he would touch the top of the kitten's supple head, causing the tips of pink ears to flick wildly.

The long-lost sense of satisfaction made Moore feel much calmer physically and mentally, and even the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Okay, let's go home."