10,000 People, it's impossible to be so cute [MTL]

Ch 40

Chapter 40 

Huo Chengyuan has been watching the little hamster every day during this time, he has become accustomed to it, and he will not feel uncomfortable, and he still thinks that his allergy to furry has been cured.

Until this time, I saw the little tiger, so big, all covered in hair, a little bit like a cat. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly, and the blood on his body seemed to be cold. Even if I close my eyes immediately, my cheeks still feel itchy and tingling with hair.

Huo Chengyuan's hands trembled slightly unconsciously, and he slipped off Jian Zhiyuan's body.

The two of them hugged each other, After Jian Zhiyuan was frightened, he clearly sensed the changes in Huo Chengyuan's body: his heartbeat was abnormally fast, his body was trembling slightly, his skin was cold, and his hands were still hanging down.

A ridiculous thought flashed through Jian Zhiyuan's mind: She wouldn't have stoned Huo Chengyuan to death, would she?

"Huo Chengyuan!" Jian Zhiyuan panicked, didn't bother to get up, turned his head directly, lay on the ground and shook his shoulder, "Are you okay?" Huo Chengyuan? Huo Chengyuan ......"

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

He didn't dare to open his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "You get up first." 

There was pain in his tone that could not be ignored.

Really smashed?

Jian Zhikite let out an "oh" and moved away a little, but seeing that he was still with his eyes closed, he was not very relieved, and looked at him half-squatting on the ground.

Huo Chengyuan sat up with the carpet and slowly opened his eyes.

Within the field of vision, there was nothing on the top of the kite's head.

The little tiger disappeared so quickly?

Based on previous experience, it shouldn't be so fast.

It can't just be his delusion, right?

Huo Chengyuan rubbed the corners of his forehead, and his gaze swept down, just in line with a pair of cold blue eyes.

The little tiger crouched in front of him, looking up at him slightly.

At this time, when I saw him get up, a bubble appeared indifferently on his head: [Oh, I'm not dead~]

Then the little tiger walked towards Jian Zhiyuan with elegant cat steps and without looking back.

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

Why do you feel that the little guy seems to have a little regret?

However, the little tiger is willing to leave, and he can finally catch his breath.

"Are you alright?" Jian Zhikite was still worried.

"I'm fine." Huo Chengyuan stood up, staggered slightly, and took a step back before standing firmly, "Did you hit somewhere?"

"I'm fine, too." Jian Zhikite also stood up, still feeling a little strange.

There are carpets in this room, so it stands to reason that it shouldn't be a big problem to fall, but how do you feel that Huo Chengyuan is very uncomfortable?

But Huo Chengyuan didn't give her a chance to continue asking: "Then come and eat, Sister Qing said that you barely ate today, are you hungry?"

The chaos just now scared her so much that she forgot that she was hungry, and now Huo Chengyuan reminded her, and the feeling of her chest sticking to her back returned.

"I'm hungry." Jian Zhiyuan was not polite, quickly washed his hands, saw that the food had been arranged, and sat down directly, "Have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten, but I can eat some more with you." Huo Chengyuan sat down on the other side of the table, two seats away from her, and drank half a glass of white water to calm down.

It wouldn't get too close, and it wouldn't be so far away that it would make her suspicious.

"That's great." After Jian Zhiyuan finished speaking, he couldn't wait to take a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

Huo Chengyuan didn't want to arouse her suspicion, so he also picked up chopsticks and went to clip the braised lion's head closest to him.

But the chopsticks had just touched the lion's head, and the little tiger ran straight towards the plate of braised lion's head, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Huo Chengyuan pointed his fingers.

The little tiger stretched out its front paws and patted it.

It was obviously a virtual state, and it was impossible to shoot it, but the momentum was quite sufficient, and Huo Chengyuan still subconsciously retracted his chopsticks.

The little tiger directly buried his head, and in one bite, he had already swallowed a complete lion's head, and glanced at him with those ice blue eyes.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Huo Chengyuan always feels that the little tiger has eaten a kind of domineering spirit of "whoever robs me of food will die".

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

can't be provoked.

I won't eat it, okay.

"Why don't you eat it?" Jian knew that the kite ate too fast, almost choked, and quickly took a sip of the drink. With a weak heart, he found that Huo Chengyuan hadn't eaten, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Eating it." Huo Chengyuan lifted the chopsticks again, grabbed a chopstick or something, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Jian Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to bow his head to eat.

It's strange to sit across the table and stare at yourself eating.

Huo Chengyuan didn't notice what he ate, and when he went to pick it up again, he realized that he was eating a fish maw pigeon.

As soon as the chopsticks fell, the little tiger came again and took the whole pigeon replica into his mouth.

Huo Chengyuan silently retracted his chopsticks again.

He discovered that the little tiger eats very differently from the little hamster: the little hamster will first bring the things back to his own turf and then taste them happily; The little tiger doesn't have so much patience, so he goes over and solves it in one bite, and if it doesn't work, he takes two bites, no more than three bites.

Moreover, the little tiger seems to like to grab food with him.

But Jian Zhikite was looking at him again.

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

If you don't rob me, you won't eat, right?

He hesitated for a moment, then stretched his chopsticks to the fried greens next to him.

The little tiger leaned in and took a serious look, then flicked his tail and walked to the ribs next to him.

Huo Chengyuan breathed a sigh of relief, took a pair of chopsticks and vegetables, and moved the stool backwards without a trace.

I don't know if it's been close to "close contact", although he still has a stress reaction now, it is still within the acceptable range, and he can even observe the little tiger when he is far away.

In all fairness, this little tiger is particularly beautiful, with a snow-white body, and no miscellaneous hair except for the "king" character pattern on the forehead. The head is rounded, the ears are rounded, and the nose, lips and tips of the ears are slightly powdered.

Those ice-blue eyes are unrealistically pretty.

There does not seem to be such a breed of tiger in reality.

"By the way, didn't you say that you would come to Jiangcheng for two days?" Jian Zhiyuan finally ate half full, and began to feel that the atmosphere was too quiet and a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly found a topic.

Huo Chengyuan came back to his senses and said, "Come here for a meeting temporarily."

Jian Zhiyuan let out an "oh", and found that this topic was not easy to continue, so he thought for a few seconds before asking, "Is it over?"

"No, it's going to be tomorrow. I also just arrived, and Sister Qing asked me to come and eat with you. Huo Chengyuan explained, and asked casually, "I heard, you went to see the male model?"

"Ahem......" Jian Zhiyuan was drinking a drink, in case he would mention this, he choked up, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know?"

Huo Chengyuan looked at her like this, his heart was balanced a little, and the emotions that were frightened by the little tiger were well alleviated, and he deliberately said, "Sheng Ming said."

Jian Zhiyuan blurted out: "Impossible!

"Why?" Huo Chengyuan asked for a long time.

Jian Zhiyuan was just about to answer, but suddenly found that the answer was not good and said it directly-Could it be said that Sheng Ming said that this thing should be hidden from you?

Then Jian Zhiyuan realized a problem - Sheng Ming took her to see a male model, what does it have to do with Huo Chengyuan?

Why didn't you let Huo Chengyuan know?

In this stunned effort, the doorbell rang outside.

"It may be that Sister Qing is back." Jian Zhiyuan came back to his senses and hurriedly ran over to open the door.

"Have you eaten?" Sheng Qing changed his shoes and asked as he walked, "Is Cheng Yuan here?"

"Sister Qing." Huo Chengyuan walked over to greet her and glanced at her at the same time.

Sheng Qing followed his line of sight.

There was a snow-white little tiger on the table, yawning lazily, squatting on the ground with two hind legs, and stretching its front legs forward. Then he rolled to the side, revealing a small piece of belly, closed his eyes and rested.

I found that Sheng Qing didn't say anything when he came in, he looked lazy and cold, not like the little hamster who talked so much.

"Wow!" Sheng Qing T was so amazed that he screamed, and his mind was full of "so cute, so cute" for a moment, and all the troubles and troubles were left behind.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zhiyuan asked puzzled.

Sheng Qing came back to his senses, couldn't find any other excuse for a while, and had an idea: "Cheng Yuan is so handsome today!"

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

Jian Zhiyuan: ?

She admits that Huo Chengyuan is handsome, but is there anyone particularly handsome today?

I didn't have time to look at it more before, but when Sheng Qing mentioned it now, Jian Zhiyuan couldn't help but stare at Huo Chengyuan a few more times.

He was dressed casually today, wearing a thin white loose knit sweater, his hair was not particularly groomed, and he looked casually fluffy, and he really looked young.

But if you want to say how much more handsome than usual, so much so that Sheng Qing exclaimed, it doesn't seem to be.

"How?" Sheng Qing turned around, grabbed her and asked, "Is it handsome?"

"Handsome." Jian Zhiyuan nodded.

Sheng Qing was satisfied, let go of his hand and walked towards the dining table, wanting to take a little tiger in the air.

The little tiger happened to turn over, lazily flicked his tail, and threw out a bubble: [Am I embarrassed to say that I am not handsome?

Sheng Qing: "......"

Huo Chengyuan: "......"

"Ahem...... Sheng Qing quickly diverted the topic, "Have you eaten well?" Eat with me again?

"Okay." Jian Zhikite also sat back, "Eat quickly."

Sheng Qing sat down on the chair in front of the little tiger and touched it in the air, although he couldn't touch the entity, but the little tiger just turned his head, as if he was coquettish with her.

Sheng Qing's heart was fast, and he remembered what he had said before, he wanted to find an opportunity to test whether other people's spiritual bodies could attack Jian Zhiyuan's spiritual body, so he summoned his own guinea pig.

Although the mouse will definitely not be able to beat the white tiger, it can also explain the problem.

In the past two days, the mouse has been much healthier, and when I saw the little tiger, I jumped and ran over.

The little tiger suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold-toned blue eyes were just right for the mouse.

The mouse turned around sharply and crawled back into Sheng Qing's arms with a puff of smoke.

Sheng Qing: "......"

She tried to let the mouse touch the little tiger, but the mouse was unwilling to live or die, and she didn't even dare to pick her head, so she had to give up.

Sheng Qing put away his spiritual body and went to see Huo Chengyuan, wanting him to release his spiritual body and try to see if he could contact the little white tiger.

But Huo Chengyuan didn't look at her, he clenched his fist with one hand, the two knuckles of his index finger and middle finger supported his chin, and tilted his head slightly...... It looks slightly contrived.

"Cheng Yuan, what are you doing?" Sheng Qing subconsciously asked, "Why don't you eat?"

When Jian Zhiyuan heard this, he also looked at his ears and found that he could only see the left side of his face.

I suddenly remembered that I had read a news report saying that Huo Chengyuan's left face was perfect.

The little tiger flicked his tail again- [He won't really believe the news report, will he?

[Actually, there is no difference between his left and right faces.

Huo Chengyuan's hand slipped and coughed lightly: "I just want to do something." 

What about the high coldness that is good?