famine queen

Chapter 295
Jin Mang actually felt a little overwhelmed when the hardness softened.

"You..." She had a complicated expression.

She actually wants to ask if you have practiced it before, this method of hitting a red date with a stick is really too perfect.

But Yang Yuhan heard what she meant, and said a little embarrassedly: "My mother is not in good health, and I usually take care of her. She...is not so obedient, so I just..."

He said awkwardly: "Physical health is really important."

Jin Mang blinked, and couldn't help but say, "Okay, I see."

After a pause, "Thank you."

"Then I will deliver milk to you in the future?" Yang Yuhan asked.

Jin Mang was startled, then said helplessly, "Okay."

After he left, Jin Mang was thoughtful.

This god's evil thoughts... It seems that he likes to take care of people, and... he looks so harmless.

Although Yang Yuhan's performance up to now gave people a friendly feeling, Jin Mang did not dare to relax at all, fearing that there would be a hole waiting for her behind.

【0909, Yang Yuhan... Could it be a dual personality? ] She couldn't help asking.

0909: 【...You think too much. 】

[Can your system also scan mental health? 】 Jin Mang raised his eyebrows.

[I don't have this function. ] 0909 Road.

[Then your words cannot be counted. ] Jin Mang sighed.

Based on experience, she couldn't imagine that the evil thoughts of the gods were a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the middle of the night, Jinmang always felt hot, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that his quilt...was glowing! ?
She was so frightened that her drowsiness disappeared, she sat up quickly, ignoring the faint pain in her heart, she took a deep breath, and slowly lifted the quilt.

Then she saw a red glowing object rolling back and forth on the sheet.

Jin Mang almost thought that he had encountered a supernatural event, took several deep breaths and observed for a long time, only to find that the thing was actually obsidian.

She hesitated, reached out and picked up the obsidian.

Almost at the same time, a crackling sound suddenly appeared, and a dazzling light shot out from the eggshell. Jin Mang subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a black ball of hair brushed onto her face.

Jin Mang was almost suffocated to death, she finally pulled the hairball off her face, she let out a long breath, got up slowly and turned on the light.

Seeing the hair ball under the light clearly, Jin Mang couldn't help being silent.

"Why...are you red?"

"Gee?" Xiao Hongtuan tilted her head.

Jin Mang was even more confused, "You look like a cat, why do you bark like a chicken?"

Xiaohongtuan's ears are very pointed and long, standing upright, but her tail is very long and soft. Her body is round and only the size of a fist. It is said that she looks like a cat, but in fact she is not.

But the problem is...

It's not suitable to call it obsidian again.

She thought for a while and said, "Call you pomegranate." She remembered the little rabbit in Anze back then. The fur color of the little red ball was very similar to that little rabbit, and they were as beautiful as pomegranates.

Shiliu seemed to understand, and chirped twice.

At night, Jin Mang couldn't sleep for a while, so he walked out of the room with the pomegranate in his arms.

"Are you hungry? You want me to get you something to eat..." She couldn't help but stop when she reached the kitchen door.

The lights in the kitchen were on.

"Little Guoer, are you hungry too?" Yang Yuhan followed Xu Mian and they called her.

Jin Mang glanced at the big sea bowl in his hand, "Are you hungry?"

Yang Yuhan nodded, and said a little embarrassedly: "I can't help it, I'm still in my body, and I have to wake up hungry every night."

long body?
Jin Mang looked at his body strangely.

This is 1.8 meters, how long?
Yang Yuhan also saw the pomegranate in her hand at this moment, and was immediately stunned.

"This..." He looked surprised, "This is... my grandfather's restraint?"

Now Jin Mang was surprised, "How do you know?" Although she didn't mean to hide this matter, she didn't reveal anything, did she?
Yang Yuhan smiled and said: "You don't know, the pets created by my grandfather's restraint are all in this image, the difference is only in the fur color."

This Jinmang really doesn't know, and there is no information about it on the Internet.

"Then does it need to eat?" Jin Mang asked.

"You can eat it or not." Yang Yuhan put a ham sausage in front of the pomegranate.

The pomegranate sniffed and took a small bite, then turned her head disinterestedly.

Yang Yuhan continued: "Although they are all pets created by my grandfather's restraint, each individual is different. Whether it's personality, preferences or abilities, it all depends on the owner."

Jin Mang poked Pomegranate's soft body, and saw the little guy rolling in her palm, making a few protesting chirping sounds, and a soft smile appeared on her face.

"Then it has always been this big, or will it grow up again?" She stroked the smooth and soft fur of the pomegranate, squinting her eyes and enjoying it.

"Also, does it chirp like this all the time?"

"It will grow up, but the maximum is twice as big as it is now." After a pause, Yang Yuhan said: "As for language ability, every pet has different abilities, some can only chatter all the time, some Can speak simple words, and some can speak whole sentences,"

Jin Mang got enough information and was in a good mood. He glanced at the bowl of plain noodles in Yang Yuhan's hand and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, she maneuvered the wheelchair back to the room and took out a jar of mushroom sauce from the locker.

"Here." She handed the mushroom sauce to Yang Yuhan.

Yang Yuhan was taken aback, "This is?"

Jin Mang said: "The mushroom sauce made by my grandmother is delicious. It's just right for you to eat with noodles."

"...Thank you." Yang Yuhan said.

"You're welcome, I just ate the fried rice you made." Jin Mang waved his hand and said, "Eat, I'm going back to sleep."

As she spoke, she yawned slowly and went back in a wheelchair.

Yang Yuhan held the mushroom sauce and didn't speak for a long time.

It's not that he has never received a gift, but he has never received such a casual gift.

Because of Yang He's status as the grandson, even if his family is poor, people around him will look at him with their own filters.

Those people adore him, love him, defend him, but never help him.

It's not indifference, but because...they put him on the altar, and gods...how could they need the help of mortals.

Although he has always looked easy-going and gentle, he is actually a person with very strong self-esteem.

His mother taught him to be self-respecting and self-reliant, but never taught him to ask others for help.

Likewise, no one ever found out that he needed help.

It was difficult at first, but after going through it again and again, I got used to it.

He also thought that he didn't need other people's help.

But this time, he discovered that even a bottle of mushroom sauce can move him.

Such emotions were so rare that he actually ignored the dull pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)