If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

After being stunned for almost a century, Jiang Yanjin finally came back to his senses:

"Your lifespan is over, and keeping you alive in the underworld is already our biggest concession. Honey, you can't be too greedy."

"I don't think so." Song Ningyi interrupted him, "I just want to go back to the world to visit a friend. The time is not long, three days at most."

"With all due respect, your friend probably doesn't really want to see you, he just feels scared."

It's not that Song Ningyi hasn't thought about this issue before. Perhaps in the world, it's already well known that he was not under the wheel. When he suddenly appeared in front of others, even good people would be frightened crazy.

"But why did you suddenly have such an idea?"

Song Ningyi thought for a while, then said softly: "It's not that I have to visit anyone, the main reason is that Black provoked me, I want to find a partner, otherwise my little meat may have to be handed over to others."

Song Ningyi sighed, and slowly looked at the big hairball on the bed.

The big feather duster-like tail of pork jerky patted the bed twice vigorously, and its golden eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Yanjin also seemed to be in a dilemma. The underworld has never set this precedent for anyone. After all, some precedents cannot be set.

What's more, the one who really has the final say in the entire underworld is lying next to him, and he doesn't dare to say this casually.

"How about, I'll be your training partner?" After thinking about it, this seems to be the best way so far.

It can not only preserve the normal order of the underworld, but also embrace the beauty, it is simply killing two birds with one stone!

Song Ningyi squinted at him, obviously not believing his skills.

"You teach me first, I will study hard and practice hard."

Song Ningyi: "Then why should I... It's over after I teach you PK, and this game requires proficiency, so don't wishful thinking if you don't have the hand speed of being single for decades."

"Actually... there is another way." Jiang Yanjin paused, deliberately playing tricks.

Song Ningyi picked up the knife and stabbed it into the grapes with lightning speed. With a stretch of his hand, the bright knife pierced the grapes and brought them to Jiang Yanjin's mouth: "My good brother, tell me quickly, I will feed you grapes."

Jiang Yanjin pushed the knife away carefully, and smiled harmlessly: "If you can't go back, let him come here."

"No matter how I think about it, this idea is worse than summer's overnight meal."

"You think too much, let black and white go to the world to bring his soul back, and then wipe the memory and throw it back after it's done. As long as you do it without anyone noticing it, it's probably not a big deal." Jiang Yanjin was able to The main reason for putting forward such a bad idea openly is that once the Dong Chuang incident happens, he will have nothing to do with him, and he will not be afraid if he has a bigger official to support him.

"If something really happens, who will be responsible." Song Ningyi didn't dare to respond hastily, some things must be understood carefully before making a decision.

"Pluto." Jiang Yanjin said with a face full of fear, because he really wasn't responsible for his feelings.

Song Ningyi straightened up immediately, like a vigilant groundhog.

He collected himself, slowly leaned over, and asked in a low voice: "If it's Pluto, it shouldn't be a problem even if the account is settled on him. After all, he has the final say in the underworld, right?"

"Yes, at most, everyone will complain about him behind his back. No one dares to do anything to him, so you can rest assured."

Perhaps for a person who has been driven to a desperate situation, this is the only way out, but for Song Ningyi, it is always a bit unreliable. Indeed, with Pluto taking the blame, he can get out of the whole body , but to be honest, what did Pluto do wrong again.

"Think about it carefully. If it doesn't work, just give away your kitten. It's no big deal." Jiang Yanjin brushed the fine dust off his shoulders, stood up, "I still have something to do, so I won't be with you."

It was also rare that Jiang Yanjin didn't insist on relying on this place to be annoying, so he left after leaving this sentence.And Song Ningyi was sitting on the bed, beside him was pork jerky with eyes closed.

I always feel that this matter is strange, so I should discuss it with Qiaoqiao and see what he has to say.

A phone call came, and the speaker was busy for a long time, but no one answered.

At this time, Pork Jerky stood up suddenly from the bed, his little ears trembled, jumped off the bed in a perfect parabola, and climbed back to his hut along the cat climbing frame with his big tail raised.

But Song Ningyi wasn't thinking about it, so he didn't notice the move of pork jerky.

Pork jerky stuck out half of its head from the door of the wooden house. After careful observation, after making sure that Song Ningyi didn't pay attention to this side, he turned around, pouted his big fat buttocks in his small nest for a long time, and pulled it out from under the cushion. A mobile phone, the cat's paw clicked on the screen for a long time, at least it was unlocked.

Pork Jerky: The cat's claw is really hard to use, it's a waste!

He spread his claws vigorously, and tapped the pad of one of his fingers on the screen in a strange gesture.

"I'm busy now, let's send a text message." In just eight characters and a symbol, it took half an hour to beat jerky with his small meat pad.

After the text message was sent, Pork Jerky felt that his body had been hollowed out, he was almost a useless cat, lying on his side in his cabin, only breathing.

On the other side, Song Ningyi was already complacent about receiving Chu Qiao's text message, as if she was so happy, she didn't pay attention to the poor, helpless and weak kitten over there.

Song Ningyi gave a brief overview of the cause and effect of the matter, and repeatedly emphasized that this matter will be done without anyone noticing, and even said brazenly:

"If Pluto really loses his credibility because of this incident, he won't be able to control us in the future, and the two of us can stay together for the rest of our lives~"

The little cat looked at the chilling text message on the screen, hesitated for a long time, and then sent a line slowly:

【Do you really hate Pluto so much? 】

According to Song Ningyi's heartless personality, she would usually reply "Yes", but when her fingertips landed on the send button, she suddenly stopped.

Do you hate it?In fact, if you think about it carefully, it’s not very annoying. Although Pluto is arrogant and stinky, he is a brave warrior who dares to speak and do. Besides, in the previous PK battle with the alpaca, he even spent hundreds of thousands for himself. Later, he didn't think about the consequences at all and ran to the underworld to ask him for someone, and he didn't make things difficult for him at all.

Just because he was Qiaoqiao's old best friend, I slandered and corrupted him inhumanely...

Woohoo, I suddenly feel that I am not a thing.

After thinking about it, I can only send a sentence in the end, "Forget it, I will think about it again."

Seeing the text message, Pork Jerky heaved a sigh of relief.

He tiptoed to the door of the hut, poked out half of his head from inside, and carefully observed Song Ningyi who was still hesitating on the bed with his mobile phone.

In the past, Song Ningyi thought it was just PK, it didn’t matter if he won or not, everyone just had fun and no one took it seriously, but now it’s about his kitten, and it’s even more about whether he can make it to the top of the list or not. Sleeping and flying together, so this PK has no way out for him, he can only fight, and he must win.

If it doesn't work to find a training partner, then you can only rely on yourself.

From ten o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the morning, Song Ningyi didn't drink a drop of water, and sat in front of the computer playing this shooting game that almost made him vomit. At this time, he was like an emotionless killing machine, his eyes were bloodshot.

Pork jerky lay on the nest and yawned big. He looked sleepy, with his little head resting on his paws, his eyes narrowed into "==", but he still insisted on staying with Song Ningyi.

When Song Ningyi's computer did not know how many times the words "Great auspicious chicken tonight" appeared, and the hands of the clock pointed to three. The child was finally overwhelmed by sleepiness, and his head was knocked on the keyboard, completely losing consciousness. .

A loud noise woke up the half-dream and half-awake Pork Jerky. It stood up from its nest, swung its big tail and ran all the way to Song Ningyi's side. Shaking and shaking, she moved to Song Ningyi's nose, and lightly touched the tip of his nose.

Song Ningyi didn't respond, he was so tired, living this kind of life would be painful even for a second.

Pork jerky bit Song Ningyi's sleeve and wanted to drag him to the bed, but he was just a weak kitten, and he didn't have the strength to drag an adult. In the golden light, he walked out with tiny spots of light.

A tall, thin and healthy man appeared in the room. He bent slightly, gently supported Song Ningyi's head, then put one hand through the back of the neck and the other through the bend of the leg, the radius was tensed, The man who was so tired that he lost consciousness suddenly fell into a firm embrace.

Song Ningyi babbled twice in his sleep, seeing the tendency to open his eyes.

The man hurriedly carried him to the bed, pulled the quilt over him casually, and quickly hid himself aside.

Even though he was exhausted to the extreme, Song Ningyi always felt restless in his heart, especially when he felt a strange sense of emptiness coming from under his body. He barely opened his eyes and took a look. He didn't know when he came to the bed, and there was only that Just looking at him in a daze, the little fat cat.

Song Ningyi pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled, and wrapped the kitten in her arms with her thin wrist.

At first the kitten tried to struggle a few times, but soon, it found a comfortable position in Song Ningyi's arms, bleated softly, and slowly closed its eyes——

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In the early years, scientific research showed that the cat’s purring itself is a good medicine for treating its own bone injury or tracheal injury, and if people and cats have been in contact with cats for a long time, they will also be healed by their purring, which will accelerate the healing of bone injuries and make people feel better. People are in a good mood.

So even though she didn't go to bed until after three o'clock in the morning last night, Song Ningyi woke up very refreshed early in the morning.

Pork jerky was still sleeping, sleeping on all fours, with no image, and the fluffy belly was exposed outside without any defense.

Song Ningyi looked at it for a while, and suddenly plunged her face into the kitten's belly and sucked wildly.

Pork jerky suddenly opened his eyes:

"Meow meow meow?"

"Good morning, little meat, today is also a day full of energy!" Song Ningyi bounced up from the bed, planning to take a bath and eat something and continue to be a ruthless killing machine.

Pork jerky rolled on the bed, stood up and crawled aside, licked his paws, and then wanted to look up to see what Song Ningyi was doing.

only--

As soon as I looked up——

Huh?White flower?what is it

The little kitten stared wide-eyed, looking at the... white ass in front of him with a look of astonishment?

Ah, this... When did he take off his clothes?

The little cat tried to look away, but the white flower seemed to have some special magic power, and it firmly hooked his sight to it.

The little cat swallowed, and flicked its tail.

Is this guy so white?Is the waist so thin?I didn't notice it at all before, oh, there is still a waist, is the figure so good?How did the nerd who sits in front of the computer every day get such a figure?

With a sound of "bang", the door of the bathroom slammed shut, and the little cat who had already been seduced by the soul realized it, and quickly jumped off the bed and headed straight for the door.

Song Ningyi had just turned on the faucet when she seemed to hear the sound of the door closing outside.

He poked his head out of the bathroom vigilantly, and called out, "Pork jerky?"

Expected no response.

I heard wrong.Even if he is poor and white, even if the thief thinks about him, he will go for nothing, and maybe he will leave a few hundred yuan because he feels sorry for himself.

The jerky pork has already rushed out of the house, walked around the door of a row of houses in the corridor, found a house at random, got in through the window, sneaked into the bathroom of the house when the owner was not paying attention, and transformed into a human form, Washing, shaving, and hairdos all in one go.

After ten days of overtime work, Brother Yuanqi Frog finally looked forward to a compensatory rest. He was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, when he suddenly heard a strange sound of water in the bathroom.

He didn't pay much attention at first, thinking that the water pipe was broken, he got up to check it, and when he opened the door, the aroma of bath liquid came over his face, white foam piled up all over the floor, and his razor was on the sink After turning around, he quickly fell off the sink.

Brother Frog stared wide-eyed, and took three steps back: "Ghost... ghosts have ghosts!"

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Song Ningyi had just finished taking a shower and was drying her hair when she heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

At this time, who is it?

After getting dressed, Song Ningyi wiped her hair and asked through the door: "Who is it?"

There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

"It's me, Chu Qiao."

Originally, I wanted some random people to visit, so I just found a reason to dismiss it, but after hearing Chu Qiao's name——

The door was opened at the speed of light.

The author has something to say: Do you believe me when I say the next chapter will fail?