Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

"dislike?"

The man's words sounded behind Mo Shanan. It wasn't that he didn't like it, it was just, where would he sleep?

"Father? Do you want to lay the floor?"

Mo Shanan first took up the position on the bed, and then hinted that the other party would choose to sacrifice and sleep on the ground?

Don't blame him for not having a father-son relationship, it's just that this bed is a bit small.

"You let me sleep on the floor?"

"It's too small"

Mo Shanan's voice was a little aggrieved. Isn't it too short for him to lie on? This bed looked like it was tailor-made for him.

"Heartless little thing"

Someone pretends not to hear, conscience? What is conscience? In order to have a sweet dream tonight, let’s abandon it for five minutes.

Mo Shanan also spoke nonsense for his welfare.

"Look, the ground is huge." Two arms struggled to draw a semicircle in the air.

"You fell asleep just right" and gave a thumbs up

"But I'm young, so this bed suits me very well, whether I'm standing, sitting, or lying down."

For this reason, he jumped up and down to use his body to prove that what he said was right. He lay down on the cool bed and closed his eyes comfortably.

"Listen, it is calling me to sleep..."

"Snapped"

Mo Xiantian expressionlessly lifted the little guy who was about to sleep peacefully, shook it a few times, and had a scary smile on his face.

"Father, what's wrong? Am I right?"

"I don't hear anything right about this."

Seeing the other party like this, Mo Shanan swallowed his saliva and raised his hands wisely, surrendering.

Trying to be clever or something like that is simply ineffective compared to the other party. In the end, you have to honestly pray for the other party's forgiveness.

Next, the man in red was sleeping on the bed, enjoying Mo Shanan's service, which was attentive to him.

Two fleshy little hands kept squeezing Mo Xiantian's shoulders. The cub's delicate and round face was full of sadness, and he pursed his lips.

"Father, can I sleep in bed tonight?"

Mo Xiotian was out of sight of Mo Shan'an, with a narrow smile on his lips, his face turned sideways, and he spoke to him with a meaningful expression.

"I have to think about it. I feel a little pain in my legs. I wonder if I was scared by you just now."

When Mo Shanan heard this, he had already criticized the man a dozen times in his heart. He obviously didn't scare him, and how could anyone's legs hurt if he was scared.

Seeing that there was still hope and a gentleman could bend and stretch, he continued to work hard to squeeze the man's legs. As the saying goes, he used all possible means to use the authentic horse-killing chicken when he was his younger brother.

"How are you? Are you feeling comfortable?"

"not bad"

Mo Xiantian raised his eyebrows and finally relaxed under the little guy's expectant eyes.

"for you"

He threw the quilt on the side to the cub. Mo Shanan, who was holding the quilt with difficulty, looked at the quilt in his hand with a puzzled face.

"Just spread it on the ground. I don't need a bedding. I also have this."

The pillow made of bamboo silk was also photographed for Mo Shanan. After helping him kill chickens for so long, he still had to sleep on the ground!

The little guy looked like he was about to be pissed to death, as if he had been greatly wronged, and stared at him fiercely.

Just when Mo Xiantian thought that the other party would start to behave and roll around, who knew that he was hugging the quilt silently, with a lost little back and drooped eyelids.

Just getting out of bed, turning back three times with one step, making the ground one step away appear as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Do you need me to carry you down?"

"........."

"Oh, I don't want your help."

He had integrity, so he started to lay out the bedding in an orderly manner in front of Mo Xiantian, and glared at the other person who was sleeping on it with his back to him.

Then Mo Xiantian really thought that the little guy was really angry and was planning to stop teasing him, but the next second, his face turned frighteningly dark.

"Xiao~bai~cai, the fields are yellow~I haven't had a mother since I was a child~My father loves me and my father loves me. Only my father sells me~Xiao...bai"

"Me!!" Dish!

Before he could sing another part, the person involved covered his mouth. He blinked. He hadn't finished singing yet, and the more touching words were yet to come.

The improved version of Xiao Baicai sang it with a sad and melodious voice, and the ants passing by would burst into tears for him.

It's just that Mo Shan'an was fascinated by the praises of his younger brothers and didn't know about his tone-deaf problem.

After finally being able to speak, the first thing I said was

"Father, are you moved?"

Mo Xiotian almost laughed angrily when he heard what the little guy said. Was he moved?

"Today is really an eye-opener for me. Have you ever heard this sweet voice before Di Moxiao?"

Mo Shanan thought for a moment vigilantly, what if the other party becomes jealous again? Being too popular is also a sin.

The narcissistic cub has already thought that when he grows up, he will be a sinful person in the future. He can't help but sigh and shake his head.

"Ahem, of course not."

Okay, now the man's face looks even worse.

Veins popped up on Mo Xiantian's forehead. The little guy showed his white teeth and smiled stupidly. In order to wake him up, he threw him outside.

"Give me a good wake-up call."

"????"

Mo Shanan, who was suddenly thrown out of the room, patted the door in confusion.

"Father, shouldn't you be moved? Is it because I didn't sing sincerely enough?"

But when the younger brothers heard it, they would consciously wipe their tears with tissues on their backs.

Mo Shanan, who was sitting cross-legged, faced the closed door with a serious expression.

Then the cub outside the door started a new round of magic sound attacks. Mo Xiotian inside the room felt his head hurt when he heard the sharp voice.

“Little~bai~cai”

"Whoops"

As soon as Mo Shanan opened his mouth, something hit him on the back of the head. He got up angrily and picked up the thing that attacked him, a green bamboo shoot.

"Which bastard attacked me?"

He was holding back his anger and couldn't find anyone to vent to, and now someone actually came to his door.

He was so resentful that even ghosts had to avoid him.

Mo Shanan saw the movement in the bamboo forest, rolled up his sleeves, exposed his fleshy little arms, and smiled as horribly as someone in the house.

"Small, I can't find you yet. You are a human or a ghost. You have to call me today before I will spare you."

The cub took a deep breath and ran towards the moving bamboo forest with its short legs at lightning speed.

"call out"

"Boom"

It was inevitable to catch the opponent, but he tripped over something under his feet.

"Bah bah"

Sure enough, when a person is unlucky, he will always be unlucky. After looking at it, there is another bamboo shoot that has just sprouted. The best way to get rid of bad luck is.

"My lord, it's your dinner today. Stir-fried bamboo shoots, pan-fried bamboo shoots, steamed bamboo shoots, all of them."

Mo Shanan simply sat on the ground and started digging bamboo shoots. He didn't notice that the bamboo next to him began to move, approaching him at a twisted angle.

The cub who is dedicated to digging bamboo shoots is calculating how many bamboo shoots he has to dig to eat tonight, and he also counts someone in the house. He is really a good boy who doesn't care about past grudges.

"Forget it, who made you my father~"