The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

It's rare to have your own vacation. He Jiu wakes up slowly after a lazy sleep in the morning.

He Jiu rubbed his messy hair as he watched Yu most standing in front of the full-length mirror and tidying himself methodically.

"Why don't you go to the training camp so late today?" He Jiu asked casually, yawning.

"Let's take a look outside with you." He said in a thunderous voice that made He Jiu's eyes straighten instantly.

"What are you doing with your eyes wide open? Hurry up and put on your clothes." The last hole where Hu tied his chest turned and frowned and said harshly to He Jiu.

"Oh oh oh!" He Jiu recovered for a long time, meditating on the **** while hurriedly taking care of himself. After He Jiu finally took care of himself, Zhan Baili was standing in front of the familiar aircraft in his still-straight military uniform, waiting for He Jiu.

"Go to Meng Lesi today." Hu said to Zhan Baili in the most seemingly ordinary way, but he did not see how surprised Zhan Baili was after hearing his words.

"Why are you in a daze? Let's go?" He Jiu, heartless, still doesn't know what Meng Le Si is the most. However, Zhan Baili, who lives in the imperial capital of the Central Asian Confederacy, knows nothing better than what does the word Meng Lesi mean? Of course, there is no problem for the general to take the general's wife to the outside world. Just go to see the beasts, auctions, competitions, or engage in emotional two-person activities, which are all within Zhan Baili's recognition.

But the most cold and accustomed to this, the first time to go out with his wife. Is it Meng Lesi?

Zhan Baili kept beating the drums in his heart, but still did not dare to ask his doubts on Hu's coldest face.

Just like that, the group of three arrived at the city center of the imperial capital, He Jiu wore that simple coat and cloak that had not yet faded. Standing side by side with Zhan Baili in front of Zhan Baili, Zhan Baili just looked at the two people who were so well-matched from their backs standing in front of him. The general's wife, who is caring for her every day, is so restrained and quiet only in front of the strongest general.

Although Zhan Baili himself did not realize his increasingly uncontrollable gaze towards He Jiu, he still had a sense of responsibility to guard his most important lover for his most respected general. It's just that in the end, whether this special feeling will change into something else that is unclear is not something they can guess now.

"Huh~" He Jiu is no longer like the exclaiming and nonsense he used to ignore. He walked by his side, looking at the new and beautiful buildings. Looking at the passers-by by his side, the eyes of surprise and the excitement on his face made Hu's most unbearable lips stained with a faint smile.

No matter what kind of wine he kept turning his eyes, he couldn't see enough of everything. He didn't even notice that his expression had become softer. When a child sitting on a flying board almost hit He Jiu, he easily put He Jiu in his arms.

"Haha...Thank you." Although He Jiu was a bit awkward protected by his huge arms, he couldn't help but warm up.

"Well, pay attention to the road." Hu's coldest replied, he didn't even blame it.

"That...what's that?" He Jiu asked curiously as he stood by his side and looked at a small shop across the street. Looking over He Jiu's sight the most, it is a fitting shop. This kind of small shop usually picks up customers, and everything is custom-made. Hui most thinks about He Jiu and himself after marrying, although he is tossing about how much benefits he wants to give himself, but in his busy life, he has not even stored his own clothes. Even the clothes now worn under the cloak are the clothes of ordinary soldiers of the Imperial Army.

At first, He Jiu seemed to be picky, but after a long time I realized that He Jiu himself was the least picky and the least noisy. Sometimes Lian Hui will find a special custom shop to prepare all kinds of suitable suits for him. But He Jiu has nothing...

"Looks very high-end, and the holographic dressing." He Jiu stared bright eyes, trying hard to ensure that he would not appear too low on the street and lower his identity.

"Leave the name of the store and the owner's contact information, and you can try this store in the future and customize your lady's clothes." Zhan Baili, who looked down the side most slightly, said casually. Hu knows that He Jiu has never come into contact with these things, let alone know what the appearance of a famous family is after marrying himself. Hu is the most informal man, so he doesn't hate any kind of wine that he likes to go straight to.

It's just that the closer I get, the more I realize that He Jiu is really a clean person who makes my heart cool and comfortable.

Zhan Baili, who noticed He Jiu's curious expression almost as much as Hu Zui, naturally remembered the shop He Jiu looked at without having to give orders. I have to say that what wine may really do not know anything, but based on intuition, I chose a very expensive and expensive custom facade.

I didn't clamor to go inside with Yu Zong, but kept blinking and staring at this beautiful and bright future city after other prosperous and interesting things attracted my attention.

"General, Madam, Meng Lesi is here."

Standing under the huge house number plate, He Jiu looked at the gate post clung by all kinds of gorgeous but very harmonious flowers and plants.

"I said...what's the place of Yu Fu?" He Jiu stood in front of Meng Lesi's door and looked at the most severe profile of Fu with suspicion.

"Meng Le Si." With a faint sneer, Hui left three words and let He Jiu figure it out.

Although full of suspicion, he can only follow Hu Zong to enter this so-called Meng Le Si, He Jiu is full of curiosity about the modern city. After a long corridor, a wide space appeared in front of you.

Eyes full of ambiguous lights, low-key noise of fine lanyards all around. Very different from what it looks outside, the so-called inside of Manglesi turned out to be such a lively picture.

"Madam... Actually, Meng Le Si is a large underground entertainment venue." Zhan Baili looked at He Jiu who was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and couldn't help but explain to He Jiu. After He Jiu heard Zhan Baili's words, he just swallowed his saliva and looked around at the people walking back and forth.

"The most...I really didn't expect you to be such a fake and serious!" After He Jiu tried to swallow his shock, he looked up at the most ruthlessly to reveal the truth of He Jiu's self-righteousness.

Hui Least did not speak, just let He Jiu look at himself with a wretched expression. The couple appeared among most casually dressed customers in neat uniforms. Regardless of He Jiu's expression of excitement and excitement, Zhan Baili always stood behind He Jiu and took care of the lady who always looked very ‘petite’ in the palm of his hand.

"Go underground and take you to change your clothes." No matter how obsessively voyeuristic the men and women are, Miao said a lot of himself. As the son of Hu Baichuan, he has dealt with famous families since he was a child. Even if he let go of his status as an imperial general, he is a man who makes people feel shaken at first glance.

"So kind~ actually want to buy me clothes?" He Jiu followed Hui's most unbearable complaint.

Standing in front of a huge ready-to-wear showcase, the bright lights and shadows projected by the surrounding clothes have various exquisite collocations. He Jiu and Hu are both straightforward men, so they have no interest in those colorful accessories.

I haven't prepared anything for myself, and the wine is not too picky. Although I have a fixed salary, I haven't picked a few clothes for myself.

It's different from the wines who walk in front of the closet and watch everywhere, even when standing in a shopping mall. The most stern appearance of the clerk was naturally directing the clerk to run busy. He Jiu was dumbfounded when He Jiu, who hadn't seen the cool, was held in front of the row of clothes he chose most by Hu Zuo.

"The best! What kind of hobby are you!" He Jiu frowned and curled his mouth unhappy.

"Go change it." Bihe wine is like a stale old antique. Even if he buys clothes at the mall, he just picks up a lot of boring uniforms. Although it has to be said that modern clothing is not trivial, the elements are complex and changeable, and all tastes can be satisfied, but this is not the most excuse for choosing a lot of uniforms for what wine?

"Keep these uniforms for yourself! You are the most boring, not boring, and you still wear uniforms when you come out! Your uniform control is fake and serious!" He Jiu didn't give up in the slightest in the situation where everyone was the most timid. The most uncle kind.

Looking at Zhan Baili and the clerk for a moment, He Jiu, regardless of his identity, consciously and automatically took off a loose set of casual clothes.

"Where to try?" He Jiu asked the clerk on the side.

It doesn't matter what the trembling clerk looks like the most hesitating. He Jiu replaced the cloak that always concealed his figure, put on a close-fitting plaid shirt and a pair of simple light-colored jeans. He Jiu replaced the so-called custom-made leather shoes on his feet and stepped on light white cloth shoes.

Just about to give himself an admiring smile at the mirror in the dressing room, the eldest Wu, who was still wearing a neat military uniform, opened the curtain and held a lot of clothes chosen by him.

"Hey, hey! What are you **** bastard?" After the curtain was pulled up again, a group of shop assistants and Zhan Baili stood outside listening to He Jiu and the two people having the following shameless conversation.

"You are the most uncle! You don't let me take off my clothes for Laozi!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh are you touching?"

"Hahahaha, it's so itchy, don't make trouble!"

"You guy! You guy, I just found out today that you are really good! You let me go, I can't help you... Um!" He Jiu didn't seem to be able to finish his words and he didn't know how to stop him.

A group of people standing outside don’t know what’s going on. Everyone’s faces are strangely red, and He Jiu and Zhu Zui, the two guys who don’t know how much misunderstanding they have caused, have not even realized what indecent pictures their words make everyone think of. .

He Jiu was most stuck in the corner and annoyed by him, and his talkative mouth was most covered. Unwilling to be pinned down, He Jiu tried his best to make a humming sound.

"..." After finally rectifying, He Jiu calmed down and was forced to put on the dress half-concealed and half-concealed by Hu.

Everyone also heard the voice of gradually calming outside, but this calm was interrupted by He Jiu after not maintaining it for long. And at the same time, there is also Mr. He who was thrown out of the changing room by He Jiu, with a cold face and speechless.

"Get out! I'll wear it myself! You bastard!" He Jiu looked at the daze with him and threw out the chubby who hadn't recovered the most without hesitation.

And why is it that he was thrown out by He Jiu after a moment of loss of consciousness?

Hui Zui turned his back to the thin curtain, his head was full of wine leaning against the wall, his clothes half-fading, and his breathing uneven.

At that moment, He Jiu was in his arms, and He Jiu slept on the same bed every night, but it was the first time that He Jiu's face was so good that it made people feel hot.

After realizing what was wrong, Hu frowned and tried to let go of the ridiculous thought in his mind.

At this time, He Jiu walked out of the fitting room, naturally wearing the clothes that he was most forced to wear.

The warm light hit He Jiu, although his expression was awkward, his eyes widened almost facing the person who was most like He Jiu.

Is this still the humble customer/madam just now?