After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant

After straightening out her frizzy hair again, Cen Qing rubbed her sore neck.

Not to mention, it's quite comfortable to power up once in a while.

System: I suspect that the host has self-abuse tendencies, and I have evidence!

Jingle Bell--

A crisp bell rang.

Immediately afterwards, a prison guard in full armor walked out of the cell carrying a dinner plate.

And behind him were a dozen prison guards holding machine guns.

It's just a meal, does it need such a big battle?

Cen Qing was silent.

Just about to reach out to take the plate, but was interrupted by a roar,

"Hands up! Don't act rashly!"

Cen Qing:? ? ?

She just wanted to have a meal, what's wrong with her? !

But facing the dozens of black muzzles, Cen Qing still raised his hands.

I haven't been so aggrieved since I grew up so big...

After the prison guard opened the cage, he kicked the dinner plate in with his foot, and then quickly backed away.

Only the look in a pair of eyes was particularly alert.

It's like looking at a big killer that can rise up and resist at any time.

Cen Qing: ...

Does she look that violent?

Prison guards: According to the data, the danger index is ten stars.

Forget it and eat it.

Cen Qing didn't ask for anything else, now that the outside is so chaotic, the prison might be the safest place.

But he glanced at the slice of bread and a small pickle on the dinner plate.

Cen Qing said that in fact, the escape plan can still be rescued.

Who is enough for this?

Are you violating the Treaty of Geneva?

Even prisoners of war must at least have a full meal.

【It's good to eat something】

The system wants to actively build a good state of mind for the host.

But the next second, Cen Qing looked up and saw a prison guard standing outside the cell on the second floor holding a whole roast leg of lamb and a bottle of red wine.

He even knocked on the door politely!

Prisoners also want to engage in differential treatment?

"No, is there a refill service here?"

Cen Qing shouted upstairs.

She can't get enough of such a little food!

System Support: Is it bound to a foodie host?

"Dear sweetheart, I think you should shut up now."

Disrupting that person's dining interest, he doesn't guarantee that he will come up with any new tricks to deal with her.

"Then you can come in and have a try."

Cen Qing kept smiling, and hooked his fingers provocatively.

Who doesn't know how to talk nonsense, if you have the ability to 1V1 offline.

She is not cowardly.

System: I don't know who raised their hands so cowardly just now.

Cen Qing: Please delete the memory just now, thank you for your cooperation!

"Oh, it seems that you still miss the feeling of being shocked."

The prison guard with official titles threatened nonchalantly.

Prisoners who come here don't even think about seeing the sun outside.

Still, power is the only pass here.

For example, the one in the top cell.

"Lane, how many times have I told you to be patient with ladies."

The door of the single cell was opened from the inside, and a warm and magnetic voice came to Cen Qing's ears.

Needless to say, the sound is really nice.

But why is the tone of this superior person so awkward in this environment?

But Lacey replied very respectfully,

"My lord taught me the lesson."

He even bowed to those in the cell.

Tsk tsk, the prison guard bowed to the prisoner.

What a magical world.

It seems that this place is not much more normal than a mental hospital.

With a wave of Lacey's hand, there was another dinner plate in front of Cen Qing.

It was still topped with a dry slice of whole wheat bread and a pickle.

Oh, the pickles are even smaller this time.

"I want to eat that roast leg of lamb."

Cen Qing looked up at the tray in the hands of the prison guards on the second floor, and swallowed.

The aroma can be smelled from so far away, and the taste must not be bad!

"You want to eat a der!"

Lacey scolded back without thinking.

Cen Qing, who was yelled at inexplicably: ...

It's another emo day, she goes to jail and doesn't even deserve a piece of meat.

"Remember your manners as a gentleman, Lacey."

The voice of the man in the cell was low and slow, as refreshing as flowing water.

The elegant tone is like a godfather reading the Bible in a church.

Kind, compassionate.

"Understood, my lord."

Lacey seemed to have been baptized, and no longer faced Cen Qing madly.

The painting style is as funny as a wolf turning into a husky in seconds.

But one thing to say, that guy didn't come in because he was too brainwashing, right?

With a bang, the door of the cell on the second floor was tightly closed.

And Cen Qing also gnawed on the delicious roast leg of lamb as he wished.

[So the host really made this out to eat the leg of lamb? 】

The system silently glanced at the host who was feasting, and thought about struggling again.

What if the host is using this incident to spy on the enemy's military situation?

But in the next second it was still slapped in the face.

【if not? Isn't the roast leg of lamb delicious? 】

Even as a prisoner, he should have the right to eat meat.

What's more, her identity as a prisoner is still unclear.

【Oh, I forgot, you don't have a body, you can't eat it】

After finishing speaking, Cen Qing regretfully smacked his glossy mouth.

system:……

Killing the system will kill the heart, absolutely.

After licking the grease stains on his fingers, Cen Qing ended the meal with satisfaction.

But just when she was about to take a nap, there was a scream of bleating in her ear.

Is this going to give it a live performance of a sheep slaughter?

The prison guard was walking down the ground carrying a lamb whose hooves were bound.

When passing Cen Qing's cage, he still didn't forget to give her a glance.

Oh, this should be the person who brought her slices of bread and pickles just now.

No wonder, he looked like he was scolded by his boss.

But it seems that there should be another layer under this prison.

I just don't know which person is still locked underground.

But what's the matter with her?

Cen Qing wanted a cup of sweet taro milk tea after he was full, but was rejected as expected.

"Then a cup of coffee with sugar is fine."

The best thing to do is the next best thing, you just need some sweets to spice things up after dinner.

"Would you like cold boiled rice with added ingredients?"

For this request, Lacey responded unceremoniously.

Prisoners, that is to have the self-consciousness of prisoners.

Not every prisoner needs him to be as humble as he was just now.

At least, the girl in front of her doesn't need it!

"Oh, forget it, thank you."

As for what ingredients were added, Cen Qing knew it was not a good thing after thinking about it with his toes.

But life in prison is boring, Cen Qing wants to find something to do to pass the time.

"Can you give me a book? Just throw it in through that slit."

Cen Qing asked the prison guard on duty, blinking his eyes.

It looks like a harmless little white flower.

The prison guard was about to make a move, but was stopped by the people around him.

"Did you forget the danger index on the electronic display when she was sent here?"

How dare you step forward and die?