Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 118: Palm Pearl (3)

"Have a good rest today, start tomorrow." Zong Que said.
"Snap!" The little one's cry is very crisp.
Good!
Zongque does not have many classes in a week, does not involve research, only teaches theory, and has a lot of free time except for the need to prepare lessons and meetings.
After eating in the morning, instead of going into the study, they turned on their phones and played ... Animal World.
The mobile phone screen is a little small for Zong Que, but it is still a little big for the little guy, he sits on Zong Que's lap, looking at the picture on the mobile phone on the coffee table in amazement, his eyes are wide.
There is a bee flying in the picture, playing the whole process of bees cooperating to survive, and the Mandarin pronunciation is very soothing standard.
The little guy didn't understand very well, but he could understand the picture, and Zong Que translated for him the whole time.
This kind of learning can stimulate the little one's interest more than boring literacy, and as the picture progresses, he also changes from sitting there on his knees to supporting his hands on Zongque's legs, and then unconsciously moving forward, staring intently at the picture.
When the sound of gurgling sounded in his stomach, the little mouth clicked twice.
Zong Que looked at the photographed hive, which contained not only honey, but also bee eggs and larvae, and these were all in the little one's recipe.
Zong Que took a throw pillow from the side of the sofa, picked up the little one and put it on it, got up and went to the kitchen, squeezed a drop of honey into the small plate, and put it in front of the little one with polished very small and round chopsticks.
"Wow..." Silver Moon took a chopstick, dipped some of the same thing in the plate as in the picture and brought it to his mouth, the sweet taste spread, directly made his eyes narrow, "It's so sweet..."
Zong Que lightly touched his head with his thumb and said, "Honey can be eaten, but insects are not allowed."
"Huh?" Silver Moon looked up at her boss and asked, "Why?"
"Because... They are beings and are likely to cultivate into goblins. Zong Que muttered.
"Oh!" The little one nodded thoughtfully and continued to taste his honey.
This one was so sweet, he had tasted a little in an abandoned hive before.
A drop of honey, the little one did not finish until the end of an episode, because it was watched on the software, it would automatically jump to the next episode, Zong Que got up to get some water, and after debugging and temperature put it in front of him, he also saw the picture presented by the new episode.
"Thank you." The little one learns very quickly, looking down and drinking water.
The introducer's voice is soothing, and the lines are also interesting: "The python girl came out of the hole, the prey it hunted last time has been digested, can it catch new prey today..."
Zong Que quickly wanted to change the next episode, but heard a hiccup sound, and when he looked over, the little guy sat there stunned, just when Zong Que felt that he was fearless, the little guy's eyes closed and went straight over.
Zong Que was silent for a moment, gently holding up his little face to check the vital signs, making sure that he just fainted and put the water aside, closed the animal world, and then took a small quilt made of silk and covered the little guy's body.
With a small stomach rising and falling, Zong Que reached out and touched his little face, looked at his fingers, and found that people really wanted to touch and knead when facing cute creatures.
Fairies are not easy to cultivate, most of the ones who can seize the weather aura are larger, and there are weak bloodlines circulating in the body, and it is difficult for petite people like small to cultivate into goblins.
One reason why the little guy is so small is because he is petite and used to seeing the world from this perspective, and another reason is that his demon power is too weak.
The storm has stopped, and although the water on the ground has not yet dried, the sun has become more and more abundant, and the sunlight shines through the window on the pillows, and the little one who was lying flat turned over, pulled up the silk quilt next to him and slept with a small bubble sound.
"I'm really not afraid of being eaten." Zong Que got up and closed the breezy window, then opened his cabin, lifted the bed board in it, and placed a piece of clear and moist jade in it.
Jade is warm jade, which contains spiritual energy, and with the Spirit Gathering Array on the bed, his cultivation speed will also increase.
The bed board closed, Zong Que closed a layer of gauze curtain to make the sunlight shining on the little guy less intense, and then walked towards the sofa.
Just the light and shadow changed, the shadow spread to the little guy, the sleeping little goblin sat up, blinked his eyes and began to rush: "Snake, snake, snake..."
Seeing that it was about to fall from the pillow to the sofa, Zong Que's fingers moved slightly, and the bird chirped and jumped on the sofa, and because its wings were bound, it could not be opened at all, and the chirping became a piece.
He grunted and fell off the sofa, but was caught by the big hand that stretched out, Zong Que closed his palm, the little one fluttered in his hand, seemed to feel that he couldn't struggle, slowly gathered his wings and curled up inside.
"Well, no snakes." Zong Que's finger opened a gap and looked at the little guy curled up in it with wet eyes, knowing that he was really scared.
Snakes are natural enemies of birds, and even if they cultivate into goblins, this is a memory engraved in their bones.
"Tweet..." the little one cried out tremblingly.
There are good big snakes.
"I've thrown it out." Zong Que gently touched his head.
"Tweet? Tweet..." The little one's eyes lit up a little.
Are you sure? The big monster is so powerful.
"Well, really." Zong Que looked at the clothes that bound his wings and said, "Let's change back to human form first." "
Tweet."
Good.
The small bird in the palm of the palm retracted its wings, the white little arm passed through the cuff, the head rubbed in the collar, pulled the hair out, and lowered his head to raise his pants, the little face did not know whether it was because of shyness or fear of dyeing red, looked up at him and said, "Okay, boss."
"Want something to eat?" Zong Que asked.
Food always seemed to make him feel particularly good.
The little guy shook his head, looked out with his palm, and sighed with relief when he was sure that there was no snake, he patted his chest, but he saw the mobile phone that turned off the screen again, and he retracted it and shivered in Zong Que's palm: "It's still there!"
"Not anymore." Zong Que glanced at the phone, the little guy didn't know much about electronic products, although he might have seen it in Xiangyang, but at present, this may have been identified by him as a snake hole.
"Hole, hole..." said the little guy looking up, "snake, hole, hide... Hide..."
"No, the snake has been picked out." Zong Que put one hand on him, sat on the sofa and reached out to press the mobile phone.
The little guy who was held in the palm of his hand nervously picked up his hand and looked there, and the words in his mouth were mixed with the original language: "... Dangerous...... Great youkai, snake..."
Zong Que picked up his mobile phone when he almost shrunk himself in his palm, looked for the animal that lived in the cave and looked relatively smooth, and when he saw the rabbit, he clicked: "Look, the snake really ran away."
The little guy picked up his finger and probed outside, first glanced at the sharp retraction, showed his head when he realized that there seemed to be no danger, saw a few rabbits on the screen, blinked his eyes in confusion, and exclaimed in his mouth: "Powerful..."
Snakes eat rabbits, and they dare to live in snake holes.
"That snake is really gone." Zong Que looked at him and said, "I won't come back."
The little guy's arm was on his finger, lying there looking at the rabbit jumping alive, his body relaxed, and the breath seemed to really relax.
"...... Mr. Rabbit is in the courtship period all year round, he fancy another rabbit girl, it looks very beautiful, Mr. Rabbit obtains the right to mate, soon..."
"Raw!" The little one watched it with great interest, but the screen went black instantly.
He looked up with some doubt: "Big monster?
"Okay, that's over for today." Zong Que pressed the phone to mute, then turned the video off again.
"Oh..." the little one had some regrets, and gave a summary of today's work, "Stimulating..."
There is honey, snakes, and rabbits living in the snake cave to give birth to baby rabbits, which is very exciting.
Zong Que began to wonder if it would be better to show him cartoons: "How old are you?" The little one was a
little confused and tried to answer his question: "The maximum ..."
"I mean how old do I mean?" Zong Que asked.
The average lifespan of this breed of is only three years, they can leave the nest sixteen days after hatching, and they can collectively build nests in one or two months to give birth to the next generation.
The little one was still confused and pondered hard: "Xiangyang... You can lay eggs..."
"Aaaa The young man who was sitting in the rental house eating pickles sneezed, touched his forehead and said, "Could it be that you caught a cold some time ago?" When will the salary be paid, Xiao Yinyue, where are you..."
He calculated that the little guy's life was safe, but there was no danger and did not come to report to him.
"Aa The young man sneezed two more times in a row, trying to get up to get the towel quilt, but forgot that the mobile phone was connected to the charging cable, so together, the dishes and water cups on the table fell down sparsely, and the half-eaten steamed buns rolled to the ground, and the only remaining pickles also turned over.
The house leak coincided with overnight rain.
After a silence, the young man silently picked up the steamed bun on the ground and thought, anyway, he is a plant, he is stuck in the soil every day, what is the big deal if he falls on the ground!
The steamed bun was delivered to the mouth, but the skin on the outside was still removed, and the young man sniffed his nose while biting the only pickles left in the steamed bun, while wiping the water on the table and on the ground, vowing that he would not buy so much nutrient solution and nutrient soil next month, and he would definitely go to eat hot pot without getting a salary!
But the fugu hot pot is really delicious, and I will eat it next month.
"Who did you lay eggs with?" Zong Que looked at the villain in his palm and asked.
"No, leprechaun... No way! The little one waved his hand again and again, "It will... Death..."
Xiang Yang said, the life of fairies is much longer than that of their kind, and you can't just find a partner, otherwise they will die and fall to the ground to feed ants, which sounds miserable.
"It is true that leprechauns live a long life, and it is very irresponsible to find a partner to lay eggs casually." Zong Que looked at him and said, "It will be condemned by the goblins."
The little guy's eyes widened in surprise and he shook his head: "Don't, don't..."
"To look or to find." Zong Que gently touched his head and said, "But before looking for it, you must first obtain the consent of the boss."
"Hmm..." the little one blinked his eyes and nodded, "Good!"
He is the younger brother and should listen to the boss.
"Good." Zong Que said.
Even if the little one has always been so young, he doesn't mind raising him for the rest of his life, but wants to find someone else or a leprechaun as a companion to avoid talking.
[Host, you used to say that you should respect the other party's choice. 1314 said that this statement is simply deceiving pure birds.
[He agreed.] Zong Que said.
1314 is heartbroken: [...] How did
its host become like this?!
[Was the host like this before?] 1314 ran to inquire 01.
Does memory recovery also have the effect of thickening the skin?
[Previously, he was not interested in this fragile creature. 01 said.
In the past, the host was all about direct goals, not caring about anyone, and not doing things that took time and energy but did not mean anything, but now he has changed.
[Now I'm interested.] 】1314 Quietly Mimi's teaching secret, [If you want to gain the love of the host, you must learn to sell cute. 】
01: [Just do your part in the system.]
[However, this is not in line with the system rules issued by the issue. 1314 looked at the system manual and said, [The system needs to pay attention to the host's mental state, give care, and take care of their emotions like a kitten...]
[Who issued such rules? 01 asked.
[Advanced system for training. ] 1314 reads the system rules, [You can also take pictures of black history when the host is in love, which helps to increase the relationship between husband and wife...]
01: [......] Is the
origin world about to change?
......
Silver Moon's learning of human language continued, and although he was still a little wary of his mobile phone at first, as he slowly saw more and more harmless animals from inside, that guardedness slowly weakened, but it was also accompanied by new worries.
"Will I be locked up in the future too?" Silver Moon asked, looking at the hole that could hold various animals.
"No, the goblins won't be locked in." Zong Que answered his question.
"Oh!" The little one put his heart back in his belly.
His learning ability is very strong, but after watching the animal world for a while, his ability to communicate in human language gradually increases.
It's just that Zong Que won't let him see it himself when he's not at home, so as not to see something he shouldn't see, and where he falls.
Zong Que changed his clothes, and as he went out the bedroom door, the little bird landed on his shoulder and chirped.
Boss, are you going out?
"Well, what do you want today?" Zong Que walked to the entrance and asked with a change of shoes.
"Tweet, tweet..."
Apple, big red apple.
This was obviously what the little guy saw from the album he bought, and Zong Que lifted the bag and said, "Buy it for you, stay at home obediently, and don't run into the gap."
Although doors are closed everywhere and monitored everywhere, it can be dangerous for such a large bird to squeeze into any gap.
"Snap!"
Good!
"Tweet tweet..."
Boss, you have to come back early, pay attention to humans, and don't be identified.
"Good." Zong Que gently held him in the entrance, and then closed the door in that shining sight.
The door lock was locked, the footsteps left, the little bird flew up, first the water dish that fell on the coffee table drew some water, then jumped on the picture book, pecked the edge with the beak, turned a page, jumped away with great effort, continued to turn it, and finally closed the book cover, revealing the hidden underneath... Remote control board.
Silver Moon loves his job very much, but it is easy to drool when he keeps reading the album, but the boss is always afraid that he is too tired and does not let him look at his mobile phone for a long time.
The little ball pecked the boot button, the huge screen lit up, and the sound was so loud that the birds on the table fluttered straight into their nests and burrowed into their soft and fluffy pockets.
After a long time, the pocket moved, the small beak poked out, and seeing that nothing happened, he got out of the nest, fluttered his wings and landed on the coffee table, looked at the words on the remote control board, pecked at the volume keys, and the sound gradually became small enough to adapt.
The little bird looked at the huge screen, slowly turned into a human form, put on its clothes and tried to recognize every word on the screen, and followed: "Good news, good news... Important...... 99...... Don't..."
The speed on the screen is fast, the little one is small, he sees very slowly, and every time he can't see clearly, he already jumps to the next sentence.
Xiang Yang is right, overtime is really hard!
......
When Zong Que arrived at the school, he first turned on his mobile phone and called the monitoring to see what the little guy was doing, and then he saw the TV set turned on, and the little guy who was sitting on the coffee table trying to follow along.
The location of the remote control board ... Zong Que looked at the closed album and knew where he had hidden his things.
The little one also learns to be yang and yin.
"Slow, slow..." The little one looked at the subtitles with some difficulty, his back straightened, but even if he was focused, he obviously couldn't keep up, "Good news... Important...... Old expert..."
Zong Que looked at the advertisement that had been broadcast for an unknown amount of time, and felt that the little guy would not learn badly, at most, he would be deceived.
The phone was turned off, Zong Que looked at the time and got out of the car, rushed to the conference room, he didn't have class this morning, but it was almost exam month, and he needed to come to a meeting.
When he arrived, there were already some people sitting in the conference room, greeting each other, and Zong Que sat in the back seat.
"Professor Zong, how did your exam paper come out?" The middle-aged professor sitting next to him pushed down his glasses and asked in a low voice.
"It's already out." Zong Que said.
"Efficiency, you have a high attendance there, and the usual time estimate is also high." Professor Wang sighed, "I'm really worried about the end of the day here, hey, by the way, Professor Zhou asked me to ask you something." "What
?" Zong Que asked.
"Do you have a partner?" Professor Wang lowered his voice and said, "She said there is a niece who has just returned from studying abroad. "
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked for the photo: "The family base is very thick, I just want to find someone with a high IQ and looks pompous."
Zong Que wanted to refuse, but his gaze fell on the hanging ornament of his mobile phone, which was a small anime character pendant, red and brown hair tied up with a headband, wearing very smart clothes, and a small water bladder pinned to his waist.
"Look, how's it going?" Professor Wang finally found it and handed the phone over.
The mobile phone he uses is old-fashioned, the photo is not high-definition, but the girl in the master's uniform in the photo does look good, Zong Que has experienced a lot of worlds, and there are many experiences similar to being introduced to his partner like this, he is not disgusted by such an introduction, but it is a piece of enthusiasm, many people are also married in this way, but they didn't have ideas before, and now they don't need it.
"Professor Wang, I have a lover." Zong Que said.
"When did you have it?" Professor Wang hissed, "It can't be that you didn't see that you lied to me, right?"
"Really." Zong Que's gaze fell on the hanging ornament of his mobile phone, "Where did you buy this?"
"This, this?" Professor Wang glanced at the ornament and said, "When is she... I guess my daughter put it on for me herself, and children like these strange things, do you like them? I'll go back and ask you.
"No thanks." Zong Que said, "Thank you. After
the meeting, Zong Que drove away, but stopped outside the school's small supermarket, where he found a variety of small models and handmade decorations.
As soon as it should be purchased, Zong Que relaxed the sound of footsteps when he got home and got out of the elevator, and when he opened the door, he met the eyes of the little guy who hurriedly turned back, he blinked, turned around and subconsciously began to fiddle with the remote control, and then the volume soared for a while, so that he had to cover his ears with one hand and press the shutdown button with the other.
The voice stopped abruptly, and Zong Que took the door to look at the little guy with a little nervousness and shyness, "What are you doing?"
"Hmm..." the little guy stood up and said with some confusion, "Plus, overtime..."
When it was discovered, why did the boss come back without sound?
Zong Que paused, thinking of the little guy's previous painstaking appearance of following the advertisement: "The apple is bought back." "Oh
!" The little one's eyes were shining, and his mouth began to chant, "Apple, apple..."
"Wait a minute." Zong Que picked up the bag and went into the kitchen, took out the apples from it, cleaned it, cut out a piece and tasted it, divided a few pulp and put it on a small plate and served it.
The little one was waiting expectantly at the edge of the coffee table, looking at the falling small plate, looking at the flesh inside in bewilderment: "Apple?
"It's pulp." Zong Que put a whole apple in front of him and said, "You can't eat a whole apple." The
apple he put down was very large, and when it fell on the coffee table, it was still a little shaken, and the little one looked at the apple in front of him, which was much larger than its nest, and spun around in amazement: "It's so big!" How
long does this have to take to finish it?
"Eat this first." Zong Que pushed the small disc in front of him and asked, "What did you learn today?"
"Good news..." Silver Moon poked the huge pulp with chopsticks and sent it to her mouth to bite down, it was very sweet, with a little sourness, but it was more delicious than pure sweet honey.
"Let's use your phone next time." Zong Que looked at his narrowed eyes and said, "The TV is too big, it will hurt the eyes, and you can't watch it for too long."
"Hmm!" The little one nodded repeatedly.
"And you don't have to work overtime, you can rest more and find something fun." Zong Que said.
The little guy stopped biting the apple, looked at the big monster in front of him in surprise, and said: "Big monster, you are really a good boss, Xiangyang needs to work overtime every day."
"Aa The young man who was carrying the boss's lunch sneezed again, feeling that it seemed that it had been a little unfavorable recently.
I always feel that someone is scolding him behind his back, it won't be his evil boss, right?
"The types of jobs are different." Zong Que lowered his eyes and said, "You don't have to work overtime.
"Oh..." the little one suddenly realized, "but I don't have much time to work every day."
"The work is about efficiency, just complete the task, you don't have to fight for time." Zong Que said.
The little guy continues to understand the truth and knows how to draw inferences: "Xiangyang does not pay attention to efficiency.
"Aa Xiang Yang let out another huge sneeze when he knocked on the door and entered, he looked at the boss who looked up at him, and then looked at the paper bag in his hand and said, "Actually, this is wrapped."
"Change one." The man sitting behind the computer said.
"What about this one?" Xiang Yang asked expectantly while carrying the paper bag.
"Feed the dog." The man said.
"Okay, I'll prepare a new one for you right away." Xiang Yang silently snorted twice in his heart, feeling that it was not a loss to become a Himawari dog for the sake of food.
"Put it down, I'll feed it myself." The man looked at him with a very happy look.
Xiang Yang was silent for a while, and reluctantly walked over, but heard an order: "Don't come close, go out with something." "Okay
." Xiang Yang turned his head and left, never staying, the boss's cleanliness attack, his lunch had fallen, thanks to the boss's cleanliness.
"Want something to eat at noon?" Zong Que looked at the little guy who ate the whole apple grain and asked.
"Well, I'm not a picky eater." The little one said.
Xiang Yang said that as an excellent migrant worker, you have to endure hardships.
"I can eat it bitterly!" The little one is very excited.
Zong Que tapped his head and said, "There is no bitterness, how about eating scallops at noon?"
"What's that?" Silver Moon heard something new again.
"A shellfish in the sea." Zong Que said.
"In the sea!" Silver Moon exclaimed.
Xiang Yang said that everything in the sea is very expensive, and the big monster must be very rich, and he really found a good boss.
The meat of the scallops was tender, and Zong Que's craftsmanship took this delicacy to the extreme, so when a large scallop was placed in front of the little one, his whole goblin was a little dizzy.
He has even eaten things in the sea, and he will definitely be able to glorify his ancestors!
The shredded meat was cut extremely finely, and the little one ate it happily, and his whole body was almost poured into the shell.
The little belly ate round and round, and happily lay on the cushion and burped.
Zong Que cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and then put the things he had bought before in front of him, and the beautiful feathers instantly attracted the attention of the little one.
"What is it?!" The little one asked, grabbing a feather taller than him.
"Goose feathers." Zong Que asked, "Like these?"
"Hmm!" The little one responded, very happy to touch those feathers.
"How about hanging these in your house?" Zong Que asked.
"Hang?" The little one looked up and asked.
"Hmm." Zong Que pondered, "Decoration. The wooden house he made was just a simple structure, and it was not painted because
he was worried about being harmful to his body, but the little creature of the liked to collect all kinds of feathers and spread it in the nest, and should like beautiful things.
"Good!" The little one replied.
Zong Que said to do it, and the things he brought back were not only feathers, but also various sea glasses and shells.
Decoration is of course not a simple paste, but a particular layout.
The sea glass is colored, Zong Que arranges it on the roof, the little guy is obviously interested in other beautiful things in addition to feathers, a very small glass ball is enough for him to hold in the sun for a long time, and for humans, a small conch shell, he can even bend down to enter.
Of course, the shells for sale had already been cleaned, but Zong Que only saw the remaining feet outside the conch shell in a blink of an eye.
"There's a sound in this!" A small voice came out of the conch shell.
"It's the sound of the sea breeze." Zong Que looked at the little guy shrunk in and reached out to touch his feet.
In fact, it is just an echo of the structure.
A small cry came out, and the foot shrunk in: "Itch!
"Come out, don't get stuck." Zong Que said.
The little man retreated from the inside on his stomach, because of the closed space, his hair was obviously a little messy, he took a deep breath and said: "What is this?"
"This is the shell of a conch." Zong Que said.
"No conch." The little one said.
"It doesn't live in it now." Zong Que said, "So it's free, do you like it?"
"Hmm." The little one is obviously very rare.
"I'll buy you a bigger one." Zong Que said.
"Salary." The little one said.
"Overtime pay." Zong Que pressed his head and said, "It's been hard today.
The little guy held his fingers and rubbed his little face gently: "It's not hard." His
boss is fantastic.
The sea glass is distributed one by one, making the entire roof shine in the sun, and lamps patched together with feathers and small light strips hang in it, which can be turned on by simply pushing a switch.
The small shells were put together into a painting and hung on the wall of the wooden house, and the whole room was simply new, allowing the little one to wander in it for a long time without coming out.
As the night grew dark, Zong Que looked at the little guy who was lying on the small bed and grabbing a pillow to sleep, turned off his light, and went into his bedroom.
There were still additions to the room, such as extremely small water cups carved out of pearls, specially customized mini water storage glass bottles, huge pink conch shells that the little one could almost walk into upright, slides polished and polished with pearl oysters, and wind chimes made of broken diamonds.
One by one, each one makes the little one very happy.
His favorite place to explore is the conch shell connected to the balcony, his favorite game is the slide, and his favorite feather is the peacock tail feathers that Zong Que gave him, and the brilliant colors make the little one stay there for a long time, and even want to take it back into the nest.
It was too drunk to die, Silver Moon lay on her small bed, looking at the very dreamy lampshade that scattered the light and thought.
Being a city bird turned out to be so happy, Xiangyang also lied to the bird.
"Boss."
Zong Que heard the little guy's call when he was about to sleep, walked over and crouched down and asked, "What's wrong?" "Boss
, do you still accept new little brothers here?" The little one looked up and asked.
Zong Que looked at him with a look of great anticipation and said, "I may not be able to pay a salary."
The little one blinked his eyes and said, "You have no money?"
"Hmm." Zong Que replied, "I'm just a teacher, and I can only afford a salary.
"Teacher!" The little guy's eyes lit up, and they were full of admiration, "The teacher has a big orchard!"
Zong Que's eyebrows moved lightly: "What do you say?"
"Peaches are all over the world." The little one said with some hesitation, and finally nodded his head in determination.
"The meaning of peach and plum is that there are many students educated, not very rich." Zong Que said.
"Hmm..." the little one blinked and pondered, "is it okay to not pay then?"
Zong Que asked, "What are the goblins you said you want me to recruit?"
He originally thought it was the protagonist, but now it seems that it is not.
"I have a lot of goblins in my house." The little guy looked up and introduced, "They are all smart, they are very proficient in human language, and they can work for the boss, not for wages." As
long as you become a little brother, be blessed by the big youkai, and live here.
Zong Que lowered his eyes, it seems that the family has become a lot of essence, and it is very cute to live together with a bunch of balls of the same size, but the city is not suitable for this kind of bird to survive.
The little guy is more well-behaved, still in the initial stage of exploring the world, did not say that he wanted to go out, and his group has different temperaments, if he runs out, it is very likely to be caught, not only the goblin, its own appearance is also very popular.
The little one's group likes to live in groups, perhaps because the clan is huge, so there are many essences, but whether they become leprechauns or not, they like to gather together, help each other, and spend winter snuggling up to each other.
He was the only one blown here, and he should be a little lonely.
"I'll take you back to meet them later, and then I'll decide?" Zong Que touched his head and asked.
Silver Moon tilted her head, feeling the gentle touch and nodding, "Good!"
"Would you like to go out tomorrow?" Zong Que asked.
"Get out?" Silver Moon looked at him, her eyes were very expectant, and there was a little hesitation, "It's dangerous outside."
"If you don't leave my side, there will be no danger." Zong Que said, "When you become familiar with it in the future, and grow up, you can go out on your own." "Good
." Silver Moon answered holding his finger.
"Good." Zong Que gently withdrew his finger and said, "Go to bed early."
"Good night." Silver Moon walked into his cabin, peeked out the dark light from the window and the big youkai who entered the bedroom, lay down on his small bed expectantly, and held the soft pillow placed next to him in his arms.
What does a city look like?
......
Zong Que came back from outside in the early morning to prepare breakfast, and after a big snack, the little guy straightened his clothes and hair in his mirror, took his very delicate small kettle, and walked out of his house door: "I'm ready."
Zong Que looked at the energetic little guy and said, "Turn around."
"Huh?" Silver Moon was a little puzzled, but turned her back, and then felt that her hair was pulled up and tied with something.
He tried to look, but was stopped by a voice behind him: "Don't move."
"Hmm." Silver Moon held her kettle very curiously.
"Okay." Zong Que let go of his hair and took the small mirror on the side and placed it in front of him.
Silver Moon looked sideways at the mirror and saw the silver headband tied behind his head, with a very beautiful pattern on it, tied with a very beautiful knot, shining in the sunlight as if it was glowing, and he touched it gently with his hand: "It's so beautiful."
"Don't get it off, there's stealth on this." Zong Que stretched out his hand.
"Invisibility?!" Silver Moon was amazed, he had heard of this kind of demon art, it was a spell that only a very powerful big monster could use.
"Let humans see that you are not very safe." Zong Que said expressionlessly, "When they see such a small goblin, it is likely to be eaten directly.
The little guy was shocked, and instantly grabbed the door and said, "Then I don't want to go out!"
"Don't leave me, just don't fall to the ground." Zong Que said, "There is stealth, they can't find you.
"Oh..." the little one breathed a sigh of relief, his hair didn't explode, he carefully walked up to Zong Que's palm, hugged his fingers as he sat down, and said, "I must not run around."
The big monster is so powerful, humans will definitely not be able to hurt him.
Zong Que held him in his palm, opened the door and walked out.
The aisle was bright, and the little one picked his finger and looked curiously, but the voice of amazement was pressed into his mouth.
"You can speak, no one else can hear." Zong Que said.
"It's so long here!" The little guy looked at the long, long place and said, "Fangzheng."
"A lot of the city is square." Zong Que pressed the elevator down button.
The numbers on it jumped, and the little one had already counted it, but he didn't understand what it was for: "Aren't we open?"
"Here is the elevator, I'll go down first in a moment." Zong Que was sure that he didn't watch much of the plot of the TV series, and he was all watching the subtitles.
The elevator number stopped, the door opened automatically, and when Silver Moon exclaimed, his little hand gently grasped Zong Que's fingers, because there was a man standing inside the elevator.
The other party was looking down at the phone, stopped and looked up, and his expression moved when he saw Zong Que's appearance and height, and then his gaze fell on the hand he held in front of him.
The little guy noticed the strange gaze, shrunk into his palm, and even held his breath subconsciously.
It's human, it's a big human being.
Zong Que got on the elevator and pressed the button to close.
The elevator went down, with a slight inertia, the little guy shrunk his neck, and the whole one curled up in Zong Que's palm.
Zong Que gently touched his head, calming his emotions, the man next to him looked a little inexplicable, and he couldn't hold back after looking at it a few times: "Brother, what's wrong with your arm?" "
Sick." Zong Que replied, "It can only be supported here."
He replied very calmly, and the man snorted, with some regret in his eyes, but stopped talking.
1314 watched silently, their host is now not only lying and not making drafts, but also in this city... No, there are no more people in this world who care.
A true warrior, who takes his wife out for safety, is fearless.
The elevator stopped on the first floor, the door slowly opened, Zong Que pulled the little one out, and heard a small whisper coming out of his palm: "Boss, are you sick?"
"No, just lying to him." Zong Que held him and walked out of the gate, not outside the community, but towards the garden of the community.
Knowing step by step, this city is too noisy for such a small point.
"Liar?!" The little guy suddenly saw the unobstructed sky, and his eyes were directly filled with yearning.
"Human beings generally do not have this behavior, and it is a white lie to say that they are sick." Zong Que looked at the little guy's eyes and said, "I'll let you fly in front in a while." "Good
!" The little one lies on his stomach in the mouth of his tiger with great interest, reflecting the morning sun, full of happiness.