All-Rounded Strategy Game

Chapter 195 - 196

Chapter 195:ㅤThe Reticent and Indifferet Little Monk Gong

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The last time Father Jiang mentioned "reborn parent", Xuan Qing felt that his generation had been raised by a generation, which would be regarded as Jiang Nuomi's "grandfather" by Jiang Li, and it gave him the feeling of being a teacher since he was a child. But Jiang Nuomi gave him a very cooperative call.

Looking at the two faces looking at his face together, the blue veins on Xuanqing's forehead slightly jumped: "...Don't bark."

Jiang Li caught the subtle changes in his eyes, leaned forward, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with you, little master? Don't you like Jiang Nuomi calling you grandpa?"

He leaned closer, and the nose of his words was about to fan the tip of Xuanqing's nose. Xuanqing felt that his heartbeat was a sign of some change, so he stretched out his hand and pushed his face away in time: "Don't get so close."

Jiang Li felt that he was speaking faster than before. He smiled low at his sensitive reaction and stopped teasing him. He lowered his head and began to help Jiang Nuomi take a bath.

Jiang Nuomi is small in month and a bit thin. I don't know if it was not well fed when I was with the hawker before. After the hair was wet, it looked like a little chicken and was only a little bit older. Poorly grabbing Jiang Li's hand with the front two claws, fearing that he would put himself in the water.

"Jiang Nuomi is still afraid of water," the system said.

"Yes." Jiang Li vomited, "Usually it looks horizontal, and when he sees the water, he will be horrified."

Xuan Qing noticed Jiang Nuomi's thin body, his eyebrows gathered, and his tone was a bit dissatisfied: "Why is it so small?"

Jiang Li also noticed it, and while gently bathing Jiang Nuomi, he said: "Probably to save food, just feed it half full."

Jiang Nuomi gave a low cry and licked Jiang Li's wrist.

Seeing this, Xuanqing said, "It likes you very much."

He used a declarative sentence, Jiang Li heard the words, and the action in his hand paused, then raised his head and smiled at him: "The same is true for you."

No matter which world he is in, Jiang Nuomi treats them both in different ways, but his feelings are the same.

After taking a shower for the little guy, Jiang Li wrapped it in a clean cotton cloth, wiped the drops of water on his hair, and then held him by the small stove to help him comb the hair on his body. Let it dry faster.

After Xuan Qing poured out the water in the tub, he cleaned his hands and returned to the living room.

Jiang's house is far away from the bazaar. After nightfall, it is not as lively as the bazaar. Except for the faint sound from the bazaar, there are only a few intermittent cricket noises. It is not noisy, but it is more pleasant to listen to.

In the living room, Jiang Li was sitting around the stove, with a white hair ball lying on his legs, and the dim light from the oil lamp printed on his side face, setting off the slight smile on his lips extremely softly.

There was a sense of calmness in this picture, which caused Xuanqing to stop at the threshold of entry, and his eyes fell on him. There was a vague awareness of this situation in his mind, as if he had seen it when.

He stopped and thought for a while, but if he couldn't remember it, he walked in, sat down beside Jiang Li, looked down at the Jiang Nuomi on his lap, and found that the little guy was almost asleep by his touch.

"Do you need a place to sleep for it?" Xuan Qing asked.

"No." Jiang Li gently touched Jiang Nuomi, and said casually, "It just sleeps with me."