Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

After taking a shower, Jiang Zuo shrank himself under the quilt, covered his whole little head tightly under the quilt, and refused to come out even if he said anything, determined to express his protest and anger and dissatisfaction in this silent way.

Fu Shiyu was holding a small feeding bottle in his hand, which was filled with freshly brewed warm goat milk. Seeing that Jiang Zuo was hiding under the quilt, the thin quilt bulged up into a small hillock. There was no trace of sullenness, but a faint smile appeared on the contrary, he sat aside with great interest, as if to see how long Jiang Zuo could last.

Jiang Zuo was so angry that he stuffed himself in the quilt, the air was not circulating in the narrow quilt, and the fragrance of the shower gel on his body filled his nose. Jiang Zuo twisted his body unnaturally, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion. I feel that the fresh fragrance is still mixed with a slight fishy smell, as if those things are still attached to the skin and have not been washed off.

Jiang Zuo's cheeks gradually blushed, like the drunken red that would appear after drinking, he stuck out his tongue to pant, and felt that the quilt was not only stuffy, but also hot, like a steamer.

Fu Shiyu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was silent. He lowered his eyes and saw that the bulging quilt hill moved a little without a trace, and the hill was pushed up by the edge, revealing a small gap. From the edge of the quilt, half a small pink pig's nose protruded extremely slowly.

Worried that Little Pig would suffocate himself, Fu Shiyu pinched a small corner of the quilt, and said in a gentle and deep voice, "...If you don't come out again, you will never come out again."

Jiang·Steamer Sauna Juju·Zuo is not happy now: ...What do you mean never come out?Is this the attitude you should have towards the victimized pigs? ?

Suffocated, Jiang Zuo poked his head out of the quilt, and saw the target holding a bottle of goat milk. This time, it should be a means of compensating and comforting himself just like last night. Jiang Zuo had a bad attitude. He hugged the bottle, stuffed the pacifier into his mouth, and sucked viciously.

After the delicate milk fragrance, the aftertaste carried a faintly familiar smell. Jiang Zuo smacked his lips, not knowing whether the smell was his own illusion, or the smell coming from the fragrance of the shower gel on his body...

[Congratulations to the host!Target shovel value 1! 】

Jiang Zuo sucked the snot that came out, put down the baby bottle he was holding in his arms, and burst into tears: ... I will punch you to death.

After this incident, Jiang Zuo made up his mind that he would never drink or touch anything the target handed him.

In this way, the rate of increase in shit-shoveling value will slow down, 362 racked his brains, and persuaded dryly: The increase in shit-shoveling value...maybe it's because of the addition of ingredients... Maybe it's because, this is The goat milk brewed by the target himself, seeing you drink... emmmmmmm... feel... a sense of happiness...?

Jiang Zuo is a pig without emotion: shut up, immediately, immediately.

Although the target can choose not to eat the food handed over, it is not so easy to escape the daily routine of taking a bath.

Every time I take a bath before, I take a comfortable bath in the pet bathtub dedicated to pet pigs, and there are plastic little yellow ducks floating on the water to play with. Enter Fu Shiyu's bathroom.

Since taking a bath with Mr. Fu's special shower gel, after using it for several days, Jiang Xiaozhuzhu felt that his whole body would be festered. Not only did his skin become smoother and more tender, but he also exuded a healthy and charming fragrance unexpectedly. luster.

362: I have successfully collected 85 excrement points, is the host unhappy?

Feeling targeted, Jiang Zuo lay on the bed disgustedly, his mouth was pursed, his dark eyes were pressed into a thin slit by the two lumps of flesh on his cheeks.

Ever since reading those two messy books, the target has never been normal. Either get him something with added ingredients, or mix it in the shower gel and smear him all over his body. I knew that the things I touched or ate just now must have been mixed with thousands of unborn children and grandchildren of the target.

After a few days, Jiang Zuo didn't know how many things he put in his stomach, Jiang Zuo couldn't figure it out: why is the target so persistent?Is it any good for him that I become a pig demon? ?

Doing things like milking cows and body lotion too much will cause kidney deficiency, which is completely harming the pig and not benefiting oneself. Does the target want to use his future demon power to rule the world?

Jiang Zuo's face was serious, and he felt that he smelled a hint of conspiracy.

362: I think what the target wants is not the demonic power of the host...it should be... um...waist power...for example, the kind of thing that looks like you are sitting on him and rowing a ♂ boat...

The picture 362 depicted was too horrifying, Jiang Zuo fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling in silence.

Moreover, the target obviously acted as if he knew himself, but it didn't look like he had memories of the previous world... But before this, the two had no intersection at all, and he didn't know him at all...

After being tortured for a period of time, Jiang Zuo, who could only turn to snacks to relieve his physical and mental stress, unknowingly gained two catties.

A week later, Li Guanxing, who once again asked Fu Shiyu for help, came to visit again.

Hearing from Uncle Xu that Mr. Fu bought a lot of small skirts for his pet piglet, Li Guanxing did not come here empty-handed this time.

He held a big mint green gift box with a bow tie on his knees, then took out a brand new invitation letter with exquisite gold borders from his pocket, handed it to Fu Shiyu, and invited his uncle to him to celebrate the company Go and say a few words at the dinner party for the listing to give him a place.

"I also bought a little dress for Little Pig. If uncle wants to bring Little Pig to the dinner party..." Li Guanxing opened the big gift box on his knee and smiled obsequiously.

Fu Shiyu glanced at the backless black lace dress in the gift box. He leaned back on the chair with the back of his hand resting on his chin, and agreed to attend for the first time.

Unexpectedly, his uncle agreed so quickly this time. Li Guanxing was overjoyed, and even his face was filled with visible joy. He stood up, held the gift box in front of his chest, and asked Uncle Xu with a grin: "Xu Uncle, where should I put the dress for Little Pig?"

Seeing this, Uncle Xu stretched out his hand to take the gift box from his arms, "Master Li, just leave this kind of thing to me..."

Li Guanxing was very happy, wishing to run two laps to vent his ecstasy that was about to boil. He avoided Uncle Xu's hand while walking upstairs, "I'll come, I'll come... Uncle Xu, just let me go" Let's go to which floor."

Uncle Xu hesitated, looked at Fu Shiyu, saw that he didn't seem to stop him, then looked at Li Guanxing, and said helplessly, "It's on the second floor, the fifth room on the right."

Li Guanxing took two steps in one step, and reached the second floor in two steps in three steps. After he put the skirt away, he went out and saw a lot of miniature equipment in the next room. He didn't seem to have seen it before. He grabbed one The servant pointed curiously at the things in the next room and asked, "Hey, what is this room for?"

The servant recognized Li Guanxing and replied, "Young Master Li, this is the gym and recreation room that Mr. Fu prepared for his pet Zhuzhu."

Li Guanxing was dumbfounded, he didn't know why, but he always felt that a pig's life was better than his own.

He scratched his hair and was about to go downstairs when he passed by Fu Shiyu's bedroom with the door wide open. The pig on the TV has only been missing for a few days, and it has become a lot rounder.

"Tsk, you must be eating well to be able to follow my uncle, right? You've gained so much weight..." Li Guanxing turned his foot, entered the room, and stood beside the round and jade-like pink pig, making a few words of teasing.

He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything about this pig worthy of his uncle's favor.

Jiang Zuo didn't pay attention to him at all.

Thinking of something, Li Guanxing's expression changed. He hurried forward and lifted Jiang Zuo off the bed, "I said, are you looking for death...how did you run into my uncle's bed..."

Regardless of Jiang Zuo's twisting body, he forcibly pulled him off the bed.

Carrying the pig, he didn't know where to put it. Li Guanxing looked around the room and saw a small basket in the corner of the bedroom with a small quilt on it.

There is a place for pigs to sleep in the bedroom, isn't this pig too pampered?Li Guanxing muttered to himself, and carried Jiang Zuo back into the piggy nest.

Jiang Zuo turned over, rolled out of the little pig's nest, and jumped onto the bed with two short hind legs.

Li Guanxing grabbed his curly little tail in time and warned: "Don't rely on my uncle to spoil you now, it's very scary for my uncle to get angry... If he finds out, you run to his bed, When the time comes, I see that you will not even have the pigskin left..."

What's wrong with running on the bed, you shitty uncle just pressed me to masturbate two days ago, Jiang Zuo glanced at him disdainfully, kicked Li Guanxing's hand away, twisted his buttocks, climbed back on the bed, and found a comfortable position , Slumped on the pillow and watched TV again.

"...that's all I've said, don't say I didn't remind you..." Seeing that the pig didn't appreciate it, Li Guanxing muttered in a low voice, and looked down at the abandoned little pig's nest at his feet. A small corner of a book peeked out from under the rolled quilt.

It seemed that something was hidden under the quilt, Li Guanxing squatted down, lifted the small quilt, and saw two books hidden under the quilt.

His face changed in an instant, he put the two books in a pocket, hid them under the clothes, wrapped his arms around his belly, hurried down the stairs, and almost tripped over himself. After going downstairs, he saw Fu Shiyu Already out of the house, Li Guanxing was sweating profusely. He only said something to Mrs. Lin before leaving on the pretext of having something to do.

Sitting in the newly bought red convertible sports car, Li Guanxing took out the book hidden under his clothes and read it carefully.

The content was about how a pig turned into a pig demon. Li Guanxing closed the book, his face turned blue and white.

If this pig is really a pig demon, I'm afraid I have to find a way to have a good talk with my uncle, and then discuss it in the long run.

The next day, seeing that Jiang Zhuzhu was still looking listless, after lunch, Fu Shiyu took Jiang Zuo into the car and asked the driver to take them for a drive outside.

Passing by a cheongsam shop on the way, Fu Shiyu asked the driver to stop the car, hugged Jiang Zuo and entered the shop.

Jiang Zuo showed his disdain for single dogs: Why buy a cheongsam, do you have a girlfriend?

The clerk who came up to entertain looked behind Fu Shiyu, but he didn't see the female companion who came with him, and saw that the styles he chose were also younger, so they should have been bought by his lover.

If you don’t try it yourself, the effect of wearing it after buying it may not be the same as you imagined. The clerk suggested: “Sir, you can bring your girlfriend to try it on yourself. After all, everyone’s temperament and effect are different. , of course, we also provide customized cheongsams in our store..."

Fu Shiyu glanced at Zhuzhu who was lingering in his arms and refused to move, and picked out a few cheongsams at random, and asked someone to customize a few according to this style, and then directly transported the finished cheongsams to the house.

The clerk asked: "Sir, can you provide a customized size?"

Fu Shiyu squeezed the ears of the little pig in his arms, and said with a gentle expression: "...he is about 174cm tall, weighs about 60-62kg, has a small frame, flat chest, and more meat on the buttocks..."

Then he gave a general description of the specific measurements, and finally added: "First take this size, and make a set for each style."

Jiang Zuo, who was paralyzed in Fu Shiyu's arms, straightened his limbs, feeling something was wrong: Well, why does this height and weight sound so familiar...