Chapter 807 The strange smell in the kitchen

"Flowers and leaves... (Really...why is there cream here...)"

On the ceiling, Huayedi was controlling her superpower to keep wiping and mumbling something.

-_-||"That's what you got when you ate in the kitchen about three days ago and I happened to come in and you flew to the ceiling to hide from me..."

"Flowers and leaves! (Oh, why is it so dirty here? Let me wipe it!)"

The flowers and leaves that used to move once every ten seconds in a short sentence began to wash quickly as if they were being wound up by clockwork.

After looking around, Hua Shi Huanhuan was using her superpower to wash the dishes, Pokjigu was wiping the table, and Xiao Zuizhuan was wiping the floor.

The Rotom washing machine next door was washing rags. The whole process made Lin Jing feel a lot more relaxed.

"Hmm, I'll leave this to you. Then I'll do the most troublesome work, wash these guys who get dirty wherever they go. Of course, you will be there later."

After the work was assigned, Lin Jing nodded with satisfaction and hummed a tune before running into the bathroom, leaving only a few kids still working in the kitchen staring at the place where someone disappeared.

-_-||“Jiajiajia. (What’s the most troublesome thing? It’s obviously this guy’s favorite.)”

"Missi Missi. (Jingzhen is biased.)"

╮(╯﹏╰)╭ “geiwageiwa. (Come on, don’t you always feel lucky that you don’t have fur?)”

Huazhu Huanhuan spread her hands. She was so blessed that she didn't know how to be blessed. Even the little and fluffy guy often didn't let it go. Moreover, every time someone washed it too much, it would make some weird noises. Aren't you all lucky that you don't have hair all over your body?

......

after an hour

"Okay, okay, they've been cleaned. Now it's time for you."

I don't know if it was because of the steam or something else, but Lin Jing walked out refreshed after bathing several Pokémon. After checking the kitchen, she praised the little ones.

"Well done, very clean.

Come on, come on, let me give you a good massage. "

"geiwageiwa~ (Oh, I like the quiet massage the most~)"

After hearing this, Huazhu Huanhuan, who had rested for a while, rushed out immediately.

Not to mention, for some reason, Lin Jing often bathes the Pokémon at home. Now she has become more familiar with Lin Jing's already excellent technique, especially for the little ones she added. It can make them scream happily.

"Flowers and leaves. (Speaking of which, we have almost finished cleaning, but there is still a fragrant butter smell. Jing, did you secretly hide the cake?)"

Following Pokjigu and the others, they flew out of the kitchen. Huayidi turned her head with a puzzled expression.

I originally thought it was the smell left on its own body, but it became a little lighter after it came out. It seems like it is in the kitchen, right?

But it just looked in the refrigerator, and there was nothing there at all.

Is it possible that the skill of hiding things quietly has become higher?

"Why hide...I..."

Just as she was about to say something, Lin Jing's nose moved and she changed her words.

"It does smell a little creamy, but there is no cake, isn't it all eaten by you foodies?

Let me tell you, maybe it’s because I’ve been baking cakes for you every day and the kitchen has been pickled up, or maybe you haven’t cleaned up any blind spots.

Forget it, I'll come look for you later. Go take a shower first and see how dirty you are. "

After saying that, Lin Jing picked up the flower leaves and took the little ones into the bathroom.

"Flowers and leaves, flowers and leaves! (I'm dirty because you asked us to do something!)"

"Yes, it's my fault. Just clean it up for you now, my little ancestor!"

Watching Lin Jing lead several other guys into the bathroom, Fairy Eevee and Vulpix, who had just washed themselves, were already chatting. Only the wind speed dog who had eaten and drank enough was left lying down, revealing that he was still a little bloated. belly.

The black nose moved slightly, and he moved his head slightly to look at the kitchen. There was also a hint of doubt in Feng Su Gou's eyes.

It's really strange. The cream that Jing usually uses doesn't have this flavor? Could it be that it has gone bad?

But why does it feel more fragrant than usual? It doesn't seem like the brand has been changed. She has tasted a few of today's cakes, but she still tastes the same.

Forget it, I'll go back and look for it later. If I have the time, I might as well take a rest now. I took that guy to Zhuqing City and back today and exhausted it to death.

If my guess is correct, this guy will harass him to rest later...

Thinking of this wind speed dog, he slowly closed his eyes.

......

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound in the originally dark room.

A slightly blurry figure opened the door and muttered something in a very thin voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

"It's true... I'm so thirsty after eating too much cake. It's such a refreshing dream..."

I slowly walked to the kitchen door and was about to go in. Somehow, I suddenly heard some slight noises from inside. I thought it was just the sound of my own footsteps but didn't take it seriously.

But at the next moment, the slight light that emerged from under the kitchen door made the sleepy man suddenly wake up a lot and even instinctively slowed down his steps a little.

He slowly placed his palm on the kitchen door handle and turned it gently.

The next moment, the door opened, and the click of the switch sounded from the dark kitchen, which also lit up the entire kitchen.

Of course, there are also lines that someone stole from TV series.

"Don't move, raise your hands! You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court!"

"You little snacker, let me tell you, you have once again committed the sin of gluttony, one of the seven deadly sins. As punishment, you will... tomorrow?"

With a burst of bright lights and someone's cheerful smile and lines after catching the thief, Lin Jing quickly moved to the opened refrigerator, but what she originally said stopped abruptly.

Just because the thing in front of him was not some fat flower hiding in the refrigerator as he expected, but a strange one that looked like a white crown and was no bigger than his palm... little guy?

"Da da..."

(Does anyone know who it is? It’s so obvious. Dog’s head holding flowers in its mouth.jpg)