The cutest snake in the universe

(61) Milk Delivery

Ye Chen quickly covered his nose, but the sharp sight of the bamboo leaves found something strange first and saw the red blood oozing between his fingers.

Originally with some fog, the slightly dodged eyes suddenly focused on the red, and then a chain reaction automatically popped up in my mind.

The first thought is that this human has vomited blood!

And vomiting blood means that he is injured, and the injury means that the injuries he suffered before are not healed at all. That is to say, he has worked so hard to make cute pieces, but this human body still hasn't got any better?

Then he usually behaves like a normal person, but in fact, he is pretending to be strong? Is it because you don't want to worry yourself?

The whole snake was suddenly not good. He never thought that this human was so seriously injured!

Will he die soon?

Who will cook for him in the future? Who will play games with him? Who prepared a gift for him?

Why is your own fate so miserable?

The night was still turbuling, but after sensing the colorful brains of the little guy, he suddenly didn't know what expression to put on.

He helplessly raised his other hand and patted the small head with dark clouds twice: "Don't worry, Zhuye, I'm in good health."

It's good enough to think about something.

But the bamboo leaves don't believe it. Obviously, they have vomited blood. Can this body be considered good?

It's really difficult for Ye Chen to explain that the blood he just had just spit out, but flowed out of his nose. It was really difficult to comfort the little guy for a while.

Just as he was considering whether to change the topic first or make something delicious to divert the attention of the little guy, Zhu Ye suddenly shook his tail and hissed firmly, "Don't worry, although you are dying, I will never give up. I will try to earn more cute pieces!"

Ye Chen: "..." Although what you said is really touching, as a person who is not dying, I always feel that there seems to be a helpless taste in this touch.

However, at least the little guy was well refreshed. Ye Chen was relieved and hurriedly picked up the young man and went to the kitchen: "After such a long time, the dishes just made are cold. Let's go and heat the dishes first. Bamboo leaves must be hungry now. Do you want to add two more dishes?

When it comes to adding vegetables, the bamboo leaves really attracted attention, but then I thought that this human body was so bad. How could he help him cook for himself?

Immediately shook his head decisively: "Hiss!" No!

After shaking his head, he proposed thoughtfully, "Hiss, hiss!" Your physical condition is so bad. Don't cook in the future. Let the household robot help you cook. You are not allowed to do anything in the future!

Ye Chen: "..."

Zhu Ye did not perceive the complexity of the night and continued to add, "Hiss, hiss!" Don't do any other housework except cooking!

Ye Chen: "..."

Is it impossible to pass the matter of "vomiting blood"?

It turned out that this matter was really difficult to get over. Before going to bed at night, Zhu Ye even carefully took a small glass of milk with his little tail and sent it to the bedside table at night.

"Hiss~Hes~" Drink the milk~ Then have a good rest~

Ye Chen was extremely depressed and took up the mini cup dedicated to bamboo leaves, drank the milk in one gulp, and then lay down on the bed to cover the quilt and closed his eyes.

Zhuye supported his little head and looked at it for a while, and then carefully climbed up the pillow of Ye Shen, coiled a comfortable posture, and closed his little eyes.

However, just as the bamboo leaves entered the dreamland beautifully, Ye Chen, who should have been asleep for a long time, slowly opened his eyes at this time.

The little guy has learned to carry milk glasses with a small tail. What else can he say?

This is simply sweet and depressed!

So how to relieve this sweet depression?

Ye Chenzhi thought for a slight and soon found the answer.

He looked sideways at the little guy who had fallen asleep, gently opened the quilt, opened the light brain, and opened the video that had just been recorded.

In the video, a little green snake first commanded the household robot and poured an appropriate amount of milk into his mini cup.

Next, the highlight is coming.

The little green snake did not let the household robot directly help him deliver the milk to Ye Shen, but wrapped the small cup in a circle with his little tail, carefully adjusted the angle, and made sure that the cup would not slide or tilt before slowly carrying the milk cup.

There was nothing on the flat ground, but there was a problem when I went upstairs.

Without that cup of mini milk, going upstairs is nothing to the bamboo leaves. He can swim up with his eyes closed.

But now the problem is that there is an extra milk glass on his little tail, the one with milk.

In this case, it is difficult to go upstairs.

The bamboo leaves first tangled at the entrance of the stairs for a while, and then turned his head and swam aside.

Of course, he did not give up or run to find a household robot to help, but changed his route and planned to climb up directly from the stair handrail.

Although it is very difficult to climb the stair railing section vertically, as long as you climb to the top, you can swim forward along the handrail, so that as long as you pay a little attention, it is no different from swimming on the flat ground.

This is much better than going back and forth on the stairs.

There is really no problem with such an idea, but the problem is that the first step is really too difficult.

No matter how careful the bamboo leaves were, when they climbed up for the first time, they accidentally knocked over the milk cup on the tail.

He had to turn back to the kitchen, wash the cup again, pour a glass of milk, and then tried it for the second and third time...

It was not until the sixth time that Zhu Ye finally found the little trick of crawling upright with a milk cup hanging, and finally climbed up the handrail smoothly.

I thought the next road would be much simpler. Who knew that he had just taken two steps, and his body tilted to the side, and then grunted down, and the milk was naturally beaten again.

How can it be so slippery on the armrest!

The bamboo leaves complained angrily in his heart, and then turned back to the kitchen again.

When the bamboo leaves finally arrived at the night sinking bedroom with their own mini cup, it was already ten minutes later.

Although there were some twists and turns in the previous process, when Ye Chen took up his small cup and drank the milk inside, the bamboo leaves instantly felt that the previous twists and turns were nothing at all.

As long as this dying human can live a happier life, even if there are more twists and turns, there will be nothing.

There was no night that was about to die: "..." That indescribable feeling came again.