Cannon fodder "attack" development system

The white jade-like face of the little white tiger whose ears were pinched turned red instantly, and the originally calm expression seemed to be showing signs of cracking. The pair of eyes that became dark black after being transformed into a human form were even more inexplicably covered. A layer of water vapor, like the ice layer on the surface of a glacier suddenly shattered and melted, broke the usual coldness on the face.

As I said earlier, the appearance of the white tiger belongs to the kind with a large brush and ink, and the color is quite heavy. Thanks to his indifferent demeanor on weekdays, he suppressed the scorching color of his natural appearance.But at this time, the indifference could not be maintained, and the brilliance appeared in a surprising and unexpected manner. It was suppressed several times on weekdays, but now it was revealed geometrically.

Song Guan's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily withdrew his hand.When he pinched someone's ear, he did it with lightning speed, and now he closed his hand very quickly.

Although the feeling of touching the tiger's ear was still there, Song Guan still pretended to be nonchalant and said, "What's wrong with your ear? Is your spiritual power not working well? Do you want my help?"

The white tiger straightened up and took a few steps back, bumping into the end of the bench behind him.

Xiaolong was the only one sitting on the bench now, and Xiaolong was shaken by the crooked stool. He held onto the edge of the bench and couldn't help complaining: "What's going on with you today?"

Song Guan's expression froze slightly.

The little white tiger said expressionlessly: "The clothes hanging out today have not been collected yet, so I will go and collect them."

After speaking, he went out.

If it wasn't for the blush on his face and tripping over a small stool when he walked out the door, otherwise he wouldn't see anything wrong.

Xiaolong looked at Baihu's back as he went out, and said for a while, "Father, why did Shusheng go to collect the clothes? Our dishes haven't been washed yet."

Song Guan said solemnly: "He collects the clothes and we wash the dishes. The so-called non-delay, isn't that good?"

Xiaolong opened his mouth, speechless, he jumped off the stool and tried to put away all the cutlery on the table, while recalling what happened just now, he couldn't help saying to Song Guan: "Father, why are you so good at touching the ears of 'Shu Remnant'? What? He never let people touch his ears, last time I accidentally took a bite and was almost slapped to death by him."

Song Guan didn't know that the two little ones still had this problem, and when Xiaolong mentioned it, he commented: "This is what's wrong with you, what are you doing to bite him?"

Xiaolong felt a little aggrieved: "I didn't do it on purpose. I was so happy when I was arguing with him, so I bit him. But the ears of 'Shusheng' are very funny." Speaking of this, Xiaolong was a little excited, he was very happy He shared his findings with Song Guan, "If you pinch his ears, he will be as if he is frozen, and he will not move."

He also said: "But later 'Shu Sheng' didn't let me move his ears, but it was fierce, and he would whip him with his tail whenever he got close." Xiaolong said very regretfully, "It's a pity."

Song Guan: "..."

Song Guanyu preached to Xiaolong earnestly: "We can't be so cheap in the future."

Xiaolong heard the words, thought about it, and asked shamelessly: "Father, what is a cheap hand?"

Song Guan: "Just like you did when you moved the ears of 'Shu Remnant' before, and just like I pinched 'Shu Remnant' ears just now."

Xiaolong showed a slightly puzzled expression, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Oh, I see."

According to Xiaolong's usual actions, Song Guan was not very relieved of Xiaolong's "understanding", so he asked, "What do you understand?"

Xiaolong said: "Before, Mr. Diexian said a word to me."

Song Guan: "What are you talking about?"

Xiaolong uttered seven words sonorously and forcefully: "Knowing that it can't be done!"

Song Guan: "?!"

Xiaolong gasped and continued: "——It's wrong. So if you know it's impossible, don't do it. Dad, that's what you want to say, right?"

Song Guan was very convinced by Xiaolong's panting, which was really scary: "You are right." Seeing Xiaolong staring at him with an expression begging for praise, he paused, raised his hand, and then stood on tiptoe He kicked very hard, but in the end he could only touch the lower part of Xiaolong's shoulder.But there is no other way, what can he do now that he is so short.Song Guan patted Xiaolong's shoulder just like that, and boasted, "It's really smart."

Finally, the two dwarfs finished washing the bowls, but the little white tiger who went out to collect the clothes has not come back yet.Xiaolong leaned closer and whispered to Song Guan, "He must be angry, that's why he didn't come back." After speaking, he looked worried, "Should we go out and find him?"

Song Guan thought for a moment, then said, "No need."

Xiaolong covered his mouth, his face paled with shock, "I didn't expect you to be such a cruel father" expression

Song Guan: "..."

Tapping Xiaolong's head close to his ear, Song Guan said, "What are you thinking? I just think that since he is upset, let's leave him some space to be alone. You don't want to be upset when there are many people around Hang around by yourself? He is such a big man now, he will come back if he wants to come back."

Xiaolong's expression softened a little, then he touched his head and gave Song Guan a smirk.

Song Guan had no idea about Xiaolong's smirk. He asked, "What do you want to tell me? Just say it."

Xiaolong excitedly grabbed Song Guan and climbed onto the bed: "Father, let me show you something!"

Song Guan was pulled by Xiaolong and nearly fell down.Xiaolong is always very evasive, there is a kind of straight forward and no turning.He put Song Guan to bed lightly and forgot to take off his shoes.Roaring and jumping up, Xiaolong rubbed his heels and took off his shoes. The posture of taking off his shoes was so heroic that one fell on the pedals, and the other flew sideways for two meters away.

He threw himself onto Song Guan, resting his head on Song Guan's leg, then untied the headband that tied his hair, and flicked his hands through the black hair: "Look, Dad, I have grown horns!"

A very proud expression on his face.

Children have to be coaxed.Boys and girls alike.

Song Guan heard Xiaolong's words, and praised him in response to the situation: "It's really amazing."

Hearing this, Xiaolong grabbed Song Guan's hand and put it on his head: "Father, you must touch my horn!"

Song Guan was led by him, and immediately felt a small warm bag hidden in the thick hair.

This strange touch surprised him, and the two small drumsticks felt different to the touch.

"Your horn seems to have one," Song Guan paused, "Is there one that's not complete?"

Hearing this, Xiaolong turned over uncomfortably with his head resting on Song Guan's leg, feeling embarrassed: "One of them hasn't grown yet, so I want Dad to sharpen my horns for me." .”

Song Guan didn't know what kind of operation this was, and he had never heard of it before: "Grinding corners?"

Xiaolong nodded, and took out a whetstone less than half the size of a palm from his sleeve: "This one is for sharpening angles."

Song Guan took it, looked at it carefully for a moment, and was very suspicious: "Die Xian gave it to you?"

Xiaolong: "Yes."

Song Guan held the whetstone, feeling very uncertain in his heart: "If you use this, won't it break the skin?"

Xiaolong said affirmatively: "My other horn that grew out was ground out with it."

Song Guan didn't know what to say, but over the years, Mr. Dixian Toad's medical skills are still very reliable. He was silent for a while before saying: "I will try."

Suspiciously, Xiaolong gently rubbed the corners for a while, Song Guan used very gentle force, and didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of breaking the skin and blood would splash three feet.

However, Xiaolong was very dissatisfied with this force: "Father, you need to use more force."

So Song Guan exerted another tenth of a point.

"Father, you are too light."

"try harder!"

"More force!"

……

In the end, Song Guan really did his best, which made the little ancestor satisfied.

When Xiaolong fell asleep drooling on Song Guan's lap, Song Guan was sweating from grinding the child's horns.When the white tiger came back, Song Guan was trying to move the little fat dragon away from his leg.

Seeing this, Bai Hu immediately came over to help in silence.

Moving Panglong away, Song Guan jumped out of the bed and stepped on the pedals, but he didn't expect his legs to be pressed down for too long before, so the blood flow was not smooth, and his feet were so numb that he couldn't even step on the ground. I'm about to kneel down.Fortunately, the little white tiger had quick eyes and quick hands, and lifted him up.

Song Guan who was being held up thanked the little white tiger, and saw a pair of little tiger ears growing on the head of the little white tiger which had no tiger ears.

Song Guan: "..."

Forget it, don't tell him.

Song Guan said to Bai Hu: "Are you back?"

The little white tiger gave a very taciturn "hmm".

This kid used to be seldom talkative, but he was not less talkative. In front of him, he could talk a little bit more. He could say a little bit more when he asked a question. Now he is fine. After going out to collect clothes, he can only speak monosyllables when he comes back. replied.

Song Guan didn't mention why he had been away for so long, he just said: "I'm sweating all over and I'm going to take a bath, can you help me boil some water?"

This time, the little white tiger simply forgot about "um", put Song Guan back on the bed, and then turned around to boil water.

Turn on the water, take a bath, and the two of them didn't speak during the whole process.After the last wash, when Song Guan crawled out of the baby tub, the little white tiger wrapped him in a large towel and picked him up.

Song Guan, who was wrapped in the shape of a mummy, nestled in the arms of the little white tiger calmly.

He looked at the side face of the little white tiger, and after a while, he said, "I'll do it myself."

The little white tiger lowered his eyes, but he didn't intend to withdraw his hand: "You used to wipe us clean like this before."

Song Guandao: "Is that because you are still children?"

The little white tiger raised his eyes and said seriously: "You are also a child now."

Song Guan: "..."

Okay, if you want to help wipe it, just help wipe it.

The crow's affair should be regarded as the crow's filial piety.

Putting on his middle coat, Song Guan was pushed back by the little white tiger.At this time, the red fingerprints on Song Guan's arm were all pinched by the little fat dragon before.Noticing the little white tiger's gaze, Song Guan didn't care much about the mark. Although it looked striking, it didn't really hurt.He patted the little white tiger: "It's no big deal, don't worry about it."

A pair of little tiger ears on the head of the little white tiger twitched and stood up, and said coldly: "It's no big deal."

Song Guan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the little white tiger to react so strongly, he paused, and said: "It's really nothing, I'm not so expensive."

The little white tiger said nothing, just watched Song.

Song Guan didn't think much of it at first, but he felt a little uncomfortable being watched by the little white tiger without blinking.

He held the towel that he had wiped before, half wet and half dry, and changed the subject: "It's time for us to go to bed too?"

The little white tiger said slowly: "The hair is not dry."

Song Guan didn't care about this at all, he leaned back, and wanted to make a pile with the little fat dragon who was sleeping in the bed in the dark.As a result, before he could touch the bed, the little white tiger grabbed the front of his front and pulled him.

What should I say about this posture, especially like... pulling a dog leash?

Taking advantage of the situation, Song Guan grabbed Baihu and grabbed his wrist, and asked aloud: "What's wrong?"

The little white tiger didn't answer the question, but with the other hand, he picked up a lock of Song Guan's hair, and the spiritual power was only transmitted for a moment, and Song Guan's hair was dry in an instant.

Put Xiao Song Guan down on the bed, and put them side by side with Panglong, Xiao Baihu took off his coat, put away Ye Mingzhu, and got on the bed together, and said: "It's time to sleep."

When he woke up the next day, Song Guan only felt that he was too hot.He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw himself nestled in the arms of the white tiger, with a little dragon clinging to his back like a pancake.Xiaolong put his arm around his waist, straddled his body with one leg, and stretched it out until it reached the white tiger's body.

Song Guanxin said what a ghostly position, and he will never sleep in this middle position again when he goes to bed.

After what he said, Song Guan would only sleep against the wall no matter what he said.

Half a month later, a gratifying thing happened, the horns on Xiaolong's head finally popped out completely.With Panglong's appearance, he naturally had to go to Mr. Hama for a follow-up visit.It's just that Song Guan was lazy this time, and he was too lazy to run again, so he left the whole matter to Baihu.The two younger ones had gone out, while Song Guan was lying on the bed reading a book.It is rare to find any reading materials in the valley, and this is a medical book dug out from Mr. Toad.Medical books, of course, are not as interesting as novels, Song Guanzheng read it drowsily, and suddenly heard a sound on the window sill.

He stopped drowsy all of a sudden, and when he looked up, he saw a cat's face with all white fur.

Is it not Raven Nine Lord or who?

Song Guan smiled, closed the book with a snap, and said to Lord Ya Jiu, "Why don't you come in?"

Ya Jiujun lay on the window, staring at Song Guan covetously: "What the hell? Did you go in so that you can use me for entertainment?"

Song Guan did not expect Lord Ya Jiu to have such sharp eyes and such unique insights.The smile on his face remained unchanged, he just put the book in front of him, and then slowly sat up straight: "I was planning to look for you, but fortunately you came. Actually—how should I put it, I have a business to ask you."

Ya Jiujun's distrust could not be concealed by cat hair: "It's your mother! What business can you do? Let me listen to it!"

Song Guan accepted the smile on his face and said, "Tuo Gu."