Cannon fodder "attack" development system

As soon as the little tiger's ears popped out, both Song Guan and Bai Hu froze for a moment.

The white ear shook, and the little white tiger's face changed, and he immediately raised his hand to cover the ear, but he didn't expect that just as he covered it, another popped out from the other side of his head. tiger ears.

"I……"

The little white tiger was at a loss, and stretched out his other hand nervously to cover his new ears that had just grown.Because both ears had to be pressed down, so for a while it was actually holding the head with both hands.I don't know how to describe this action as if it is about to do sit-ups, or if it is the appearance of a gangster who was caught by the police and is about to surrender.Song Guan Daqi stretched out his hand to grab the little white tiger's sleeve and said, "Don't move, I'll take a look for you."

The little white tiger tightly covered its own tiger ears and refused to let go.

Song Guan saw that the little white tiger was unwilling, and he didn't force it. He guessed that it was because the little white tiger couldn't control his spiritual power properly, and that's why it happened. It's not something that people should worry about.It's just that those ears are very long and itchy, making people inexplicably want to grab them with their hands. Fortunately, Song Guan is not so childish now, so he just took a second look and saw that he couldn't see anything, so he put his hands in his hands. The wooden box containing the Xuantian fruit was put aside, then he found a bamboo hat and handed it to the little white tiger.

Song Guan: "If it's inconvenient to go out for a while, remember to take this with you."

The little white tiger covered its ears with both hands, and didn't move for a while. Song Guan waited for a while and didn't see the little white tiger coming to pick him up. He suddenly understood, so he waved to the little white tiger very considerately: "Squat down."

After a little hesitation, the little white tiger bent down.

Song Guan put the bamboo hat on the little white tiger's head, covering it with the little white tiger's hands covering his ears.After finishing all this, he said with a smile: "Okay, now you can let go."

Then Song Guan saw the handsome face of the little white tiger, with the tiger whiskers that only appeared in the prototype.

"..."

After Baihu went out to pick up Panglong, Song Guan was not idle at home, and dragged his current small body to sweep the floor.

The aura in this valley is astonishingly low, and the amount of aura that all the spirits can use is also astonishingly low.In the beginning, Song Guan didn't connect this Zhoumu world with the previous Qinglong Zhoumu at all. The big reason was that the spiritual power of the two worlds differed too much.He still remembered that in Qinglong's week, everyone used spiritual power as if they didn't need money, but this time in the valley where he took root, everyone was quite reluctant to use spiritual power, unless it was absolutely necessary, they would never act rashly. Anyway, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all done manually, so cleaning and keeping the house tidy are all up to you.

I'm idle right now, so I might as well clean it up.

However, after Song Guan finished sweeping the floor, wiped the furniture he could get, and washed all the dishes for dinner, Xiaolong and Baihu hadn't come back yet.Just caught a glimpse of the bench next to the dining table, Song Guan was a little unconvinced when he remembered that he couldn't climb up it before.Anyway, there is no one now, and he doesn't need to worry about his image. He will practice first to see if he can find a posture that is less labor-intensive and the movements are not too cheap to sit on the stool.

So when Mr. Baihu came back with Xiaolong, Song Guanzheng was bouncing around and trying to climb up the bench.

Xiaolong shouted vigorously: "Father!"

Song Guan's figure immediately froze, he turned around slowly, "coughed", put his hands behind his back, and looked like a veteran cadre: "You're back?"

Xiaolong ran over like a gust of wind, hugged Song Guan, who was shorter than him, and patted Song Guan's back hard: "Father! If you want to climb the stool, just tell me and Shusheng, why bother?" Trouble, why are you embarrassed! We were all hugged by you when we were young, and now it's good for us to hug you up?"

Song Guan said calmly: "No, you're thinking about it. I just saw dust on it, so I wanted to wipe it off."

Xiaolong let go of Song Guan: "Really?"

Song Guan's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense without blushing has long been achieved. He replied to Xiaolong unhurriedly, "Of course he takes it seriously". Very sincere.

Xiaolong was about to say something, but Song Guan had already changed the topic to Baihu.Song Guan looked at Baihu: "Is the spiritual power stable?"

The white tiger took off the bamboo hat, and sure enough, the little tiger's ears were gone.The clothes he is wearing now are still the ones that Song Guan used to wear, they are just ordinary clothes, but when placed on him, they seem very unusual for no reason.

Song Guan pointed to the vegetable basket on the stove floor: "It's all washed, I'll trouble you for dinner."

The little white tiger nodded and didn't say anything else, just went to cook quietly.

This is not the first time Little White Tiger has cooked.Thinking back to when the little white tiger was cooking for the first time after he turned into a human, under Song Guan's guidance, he was in a hurry, and even knocked over half a can of salt and sprinkled it into the soup. Now he is very methodical in cooking, and he is in charge of the spoon. The final dish was praised by Xiaolong, "It's much more delicious than dad's cooking".

The food was out of the pot, and the family of three sat down around the dining table.This time Song Guan didn't have to climb the stool by himself, Xiaolong half hugged and half pushed him up.After finishing all this, Xiaolong, who successfully completed his "mission", immediately walked happily to Baihu's side.Xiaolong has always been attached to Baihu, and he always sits on the same bench as Baihu when he eats.

Today's dishes are rich, Song Guan was the first to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up a chopstick, but he didn't retract all of his hands, and when he stretched halfway, he started shaking uncontrollably, and then the chopsticks were gone. It fell on the table.

Xiaolong, who was picking up the bowl, raised his head when he heard the movement, his eyes widened: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Song looked at the dishes on the table, and then at his hands.

Who made him climb the stool so vigorously before, now it's all right, the arm is overused, and now the sequelae are coming.

Seeing this, Baihu got up and picked up a rag from the stove, walked to Song Guan's side, and disposed of the chopsticks that fell on the table.Then tidied up a bit, returned to Song Guan's side, and said, "Let me feed you."

Song Guan was taken aback, and immediately declined: "That's not necessary."

The little white tiger doesn't talk much, and his actions are also very straightforward.Hearing this, he immediately picked up Song Guan from the stool, then sat down by himself, put Song Guan on his lap, and then neatly picked up Song Guan's rice bowl before he had time to touch a chopstick, picked up a few chopsticks Vegetables, and use a spoon to scoop half of the rice and half of the vegetables.There was no expression on the little white tiger's face, and he just brought it to Song Guan's mouth indifferently, saying: "Open your mouth."

Song Guan subconsciously opened his mouth to eat, and after taking this bite, the little white tiger had already scooped up the second spoon and fed it to his mouth.

And Xiaolong on the opposite side, holding the bowl and chopsticks, was looking at the two of them with great interest, eating while watching, his expression was the same as that of ordinary little ghosts watching cartoons while eating.

Xiaolong was sitting opposite Song Guan, how could Song Guan not see Xiaolong's expression, he immediately coughed again in a disguised manner, and said to Baihu: "I just didn't hold it steady, I can do it myself."

The little white tiger was unmoved: "Is it okay to shake your hands like that?"

Look, how does this kid talk, how does it sound like sarcasm?

Song Guanmo paused for a moment, then said again: "You haven't eaten yet, wait until you finish eating—"

The little white tiger interrupted: "You didn't eat well, and I don't want to eat either."

Song Guan: "..."

Song Guan was speechless, and the scene turned cold for a moment.Seeing this, Xiaolong smiled and held his small bowls and chopsticks, jumped off the stool, and moved to Song Guan and the others.He picked up his own chopsticks, stretched out his hand and handed it to Baihu, saying to Song Guan: "Father, don't worry about it, I can come and feed 'Rat Leftover'."

What else can Song Guan say about this?All in all, the meal was extremely chaotic, which made Song Guan feel the embarrassment that he hadn't experienced for a long time.As for Xiaolong, he thought it was very interesting. He cooked for a while, and when he had time, he would feed the white tiger or Song Guan. He was very busy.

At any rate, he finally finished eating, and the little white tiger put Song Guan down from his lap.Song Guan put his feet on the ground, raised his head subconsciously, and saw that pair of fluffy little tiger ears on the little white tiger's head. At some point, they popped out again, but he didn't seem to notice it.

At the moment, Song Guan didn't have any thoughts in his mind, he just hooked his fingers at the little white tiger.

The little white tiger leaned over.

Song Guan pinched the two tiger ears on the white tiger's head with lightning speed.

Well, it feels like cat ears to the touch.

But wait—

After pinching his hands, Song Guan only reacted at this time.

—what the hell am I doing?