Interstellar Rebirth: Raising Meow [System]

Chapter 25: New Three Musketeers

Little Tiger has been a little happy recently, but also annoyed.

Happily, the time it took to talk to Allen was extended by ten minutes, and on two occasions it exceeded a quarter of an hour!

What was troublesome was that his father, Prince Salvin, went to the Fifth Sector to receive the Federation's envoy. He was not in Serentu for two weeks, and now the task of washing it for nothing fell on the emperor's brother Kyle.

Since these two things cannot be separated-only the night when the emperor takes a bath can the call time be extended, so the little tiger used his little head to weigh it carefully and it took 0.3 seconds to decide to allow Kyle to come over every day!

He was paddling in the bath with his short legs, glanced at Kyle secretly, and found that he was looking at him, and quickly continued to paddle pretending to be nonchalant, and occasionally plunged into the water to play—anyway, there was a brother in his little ears. The waterproof plug is plugged in, so you can dive at will.

Kyle took a look at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he put the little tiger in the small bathtub and gave it special shower gel.

He skillfully operated the foaming machine and produced rich foam, starting from the back of the little tiger's head, spreading the foam along the back of the neck, back and tail, and belly, and gently making a circular motion.

If Kyle puts a little foam in his hand and stretches it out in front of the little tiger, he will raise a small paw and put it on his brother's hand, and he will step on the foam to play.

Sometimes Kyle would deliberately close his palms and pretend to have grasped its small paw, and while screaming, he stepped on his hand with another small paw, trying to pull out his own claw by reaction force, or He just threw his whole body on Kyle's hand and acted like a baby with his elder brother in the bubbles.

The brothers enjoyed playing such "games" and enjoyed it, but at a certain point in time, they would not be delayed. They flushed, dried, and returned to the bedroom in one go, sitting and waiting for the time to turn on the terminal.

At first, the little tiger was a little wary of Kyle, who was still old after taking a shower, but since the appearance of his brother, the time to turn off the terminal is no longer determined by Alan or Amanda, but Kyle has the final say, the talk time It can be extended from ten minutes to a quarter of an hour, or even longer!

——Well, let my brother stay aside, anyway, he doesn't speak often, just look at it, Alan is not alone!

So when he connected to the communication again, Alan was no longer surprised that the prince appeared behind the little tiger, they even calmly said good evening, quite a kind of old husband and wife (fog!).

The little tiger wagged his tail happily, and Kyle watched quietly.

The little tiger carefully touched the screen, and Kyle watched quietly.

The little tiger rolled over, Kyle still watching quietly.

Until the little tiger started to lift his head and ask for a kiss, Kyle suddenly said: "The seniors will be back to school next week."

Alan, who was about to give the cub a kiss in the air, raised his head questioningly. He didn't quite understand what Kyle meant, and heard the other party continue to say: "In the college, if you have anything, you can come to me."

...

You can go to him... Is this just a polite remark, or is it a real promise?

Allen couldn't read the other person's true thoughts from those calm blue eyes that were as deep as the ocean in the memory-he was just inexplicably expecting, but also worried about gains and losses.

"Alan? Allen!" Thorpe looked at his friend who was in a daze again, and stretched out a hand to shake in front of his eyes.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Allen, who was brought back to reality, didn't react for a while.

"We were discussing what to eat tonight, and you suddenly fell silent," Thorpe asked strangely, "Alan, did you recognize the bed so you didn't sleep well? Why are you in a trance?"

"No...No, I'm just thinking...Whether to eat seafood risotto, baked lobster or pan-fried lamb chops later."

Hearing what he was eating, Pei Ji couldn't help swallowing, and Thorpe's attention was immediately taken away: "You don't need to think about this, we can order one by one at that time, and then share it!"

When they arrived at the restaurant, they quickly walked to the target window. After a whole afternoon of physical training, the three young men were so hungry that their chests were on their backs!

Samuel Distar’s school divides a school year into first and second semesters according to two seasons, each lasting four and a half months.

Freshmen enroll in the hot season and arrive at the school three weeks earlier than the average student. In addition to the initial entrance examination, they also have to undergo two weeks of physical training. Those who fail to meet any of the standards will not be able to formally enter the school.

For people like Allen whose genetic level is seriously hindered, maybe the entrance exam can be prepared in advance, so it is not too ugly, but the high-intensity physical fitness test is not so easy to deal with.

Pei Ji, who is as skinny as Allen, has passed out once during training, and has been closely watched by the instructor-this kid is too weak, I heard that he is a genius who has never forgotten, and I don’t know if nutrition is provided to the brain. So, so the brain is developed and the limbs are simple!

In contrast, Allen persisted instead.

Maybe it’s because he used to run to Mount Abna before, and his mental strength has improved very smoothly recently; maybe it’s because "practice makes perfect". After all, Song Xiaoyang once was a strong (sorrowful) strong (urging) child who has experienced three military trainings. Not too embarrassed.

"Look, it's Thorpe McAdam from the Mecha Department! S-class, my God, there seem to be three freshmen in this class! Sterling, Fox, McAdam, all great nobles!"

"Who are the two next to him? They don't look like mechas?"

"You don't even know this?! The gray-haired guy is one of the two students recommended by the branch school this year, Peggy Hale, genetic grade a! The history department has such a changed question, he is almost getting full marks!"

"What about the other one?"

"Not the one from Adlington yet."

"Should you mean..."

"Yes, that's him! That kind of genetic level, if I had already jumped to Lake Saman!"

"One S grade, one A grade, why stay with that kind of person? Are you afraid of being affected?"

"Huh, it doesn't matter much, I think it's all the same!"

"How to say?"

"That Thorpzu is the distant branch of McAdam, and it's just settled down. As for Peggy Hale, a civilian from the third three-star district, isn't it a good match for the waste wood of the Adlington family? Haha..."

Noting that many people were pointing and whispering beside him, Allen looked at the two young people, one tall and one short, who only swallowed food. It was also a state of being so wide-hearted!

Seeing Alan looking at him, Thorpe smiled honestly, and took him a lamb chop on his plate, while Pei Ji followed him to share his baked lobster with his friends.

The two people watched the cheese pull out a long thread, and inexplicably seemed to have been poked in a laugh, and laughed endlessly.

——Well, eat your own meal and let others beep.

However, Alan didn't know at this time, and soon someone wanted to pry into the corner of the "New Three Musketeers".

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