The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

Although he was awake, his tiredness did not subside in the slightest. After Song Yun opened his eyes, he woke up and fell asleep in bed for a whole day, and finally he felt better.By the time he finally felt himself able to get up, it was already dusk outside.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the twilight was somewhat similar to the morning when the morning light was not rising. Song Yun stared out of the window and was stunned. The morning things in his mind were out of control, and he played back and forth like a movie, and even at the end It was so subtle that when Yin Huai clasped his fingers, the temperature of his palm was lifelike.

"..."

If this goes on, the days will be over.

Song Yun himself was so ashamed, he shook his head and sat up from the bed, raised his hand and took the water glass on the bedside table, wishing he could directly pour it on himself.

But after thinking about it, Song Yun didn't fall asleep and fainted. Song Yun sat with a water glass in his hand and took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then he lowered his head and took a sip of water.

It’s almost summer now, and the water in the room is only at room temperature, and you won’t feel anything when you drink it on weekdays, but this time, as soon as a sip of water entered his throat, a chill suddenly appeared on Song Yun’s body, and he was asked to hold the cup His hands froze, almost letting the water glass slip out of his hand.

Shocked, Song Yun quickly grabbed the cup and put it back.

This time and again, he lowered his head and happened to catch a glimpse of the goosebumps on his arm.

Compared with ordinary people, monks have a much higher tolerance to cold and heat, so body reactions such as goosebumps are extremely rare in monks. Song Yun rubbed his arms and couldn't help recalling his own experience during the day. The situation of drinking water when I opened my eyes a few times-then I found that the water glasses were handed up by Yin Huai without exception.

"..."

Although it feels ashamed, it is inexplicably not a little pleasant...

Realizing the messy thoughts in his head, Song Yun hastily cleared his throat to face up to the situation.

Even if he is completely awake now, Song Yun sat on the bed and rubbed his face, feeling that the temperature in his palm was very abnormal.

"..." So Song Yun got out of bed and went to the bathroom first after sleeping all day.

His original idea was to take a shower directly, but considering that the effect of the yellow spring water has not passed, he chose the next best thing, carefully adjusted the water temperature, and washed his face with warm water.

Before the water was turned off, he felt a wave of spiritual power.

Song Yun's thoughts drifted away, and his heart moved very softly, but before the heat climbed up his neck and cheeks, the next second he heard Yin Huai's voice shouting in the bedroom: "Xiao Yunyun ~ Yunyun ~ Song Xiaoyun ~Little Song Yun~"

"..."

Song Yun felt a chill, grabbed the towel next to him and wiped his face indiscriminately, took a deep breath, and walked out as if he was going to die bravely.

After Song Yun came out of the bathroom, he stood in a position where he could see the situation of the bedroom. Yin Huai seemed to have known where he would come out from a long time ago. He sat on the sofa next to the bed in a calm and peaceful manner, and turned to look in his direction. Seeing him come out now, with crooked eyes, he asked very gently and considerately: "Is it much better now?"

Just now in the bathroom, Song Yun was still full of slanderous words, but now that he saw the perpetrator, he couldn't say anything all at once. On the contrary, the heat that hadn't been able to reach his neck before had the momentum to kill his carbine.

Song Yun quickly staggered his gaze, pursed his lips and hummed lightly, pretending to be calm.

Yin Huai smiled very lightly, stood up from the sofa, stood next to Song Yun in a flash, put his arm on his shoulder, and hooked him to the dining table next to him.

Song Yun was surrounded by him, and he followed him for two steps with hands and feet, turned his face sideways, and coughed a little stiffly: "What are you doing..."

"Eat something," Yin Huai answered logically, looked down at him and smiled softly, and deliberately leaned into his ear and asked, "Aren't you hungry after a day's sleep?"

Song Yun had felt something was wrong since he came close to him, but pulling his arm and pushing him aside had no effect at all. In the end, there was still warm air brushing against the tips of his ears, making his whole body tremble.

Yin Huai smiled very satisfied, and calmly embraced the person to his side again.

Song Yun was still a little shocked when he was pressed in front of the dining table. A bowl of porridge and four dishes of side dishes were all set on the table. The problem is that he hasn’t heard a sound since he got up, and when he came out to wash his face just now, he was very sure that there was no sound on the table. Nothing.

Song Yun glanced at Yin Huai uncertainly: "You...brought this?"

Yin Huai nodded: "Otherwise, how else do you think it came from? Did it grow on the table?"

As he spoke, he pressed Song Yun down, then turned to sit on the opposite side, and handed over a pair of chopsticks and spoons to Song Yun.

Song Yun was a little overwhelmed now, thanked him hurriedly, and reached out to take the things.

All the tableware at Yin Huai's hand was brought over, and all four small dishes on the table were placed in front of Song Yun, so that the table in front of Yin Huai was very clean and spacious at this time, and sitting opposite seemed to have nothing to do with the meal, but it was quite interesting Staring at Song Yun with interest, he never left his eyes for a while.

The distance between the two of them is indeed a bit far away now, but Song Yun's hands and feet are not fixed by the gaze of the opposite person, and the tableware in his hand is not used, nor is it very embarrassing.

"Xiao Yunyun~" Yin Huai's tone on the opposite side was lazy, and he deliberately prolonged his voice, calling him with a half-smile.

Song Yun shook his body, and his brain was tense when he heard it, but because the current very good service is really not good, so he had to say it very hard and bluntly: "Why... how..."

Yin Huai put his elbows on the table, crossed his hands under his chin, and looked at him with a smile: "What are you doing sitting here? Try it."

"Okay..." Song Yun smiled dryly, lowered his head and held the spoon stiffly, scooped a spoonful up to his mouth, and ate it.

Who knew that it looked like a bowl of white rice porridge with clear soup and little water, but in fact the mystery was hidden in it-the porridge was salty, with minced meat in it, and a little herbal taste. It has reached the point where it is divided into layers.

Song Yun was stunned for a while after taking the first sip, and the first word that popped into his mind was "fresh".

- Fresh off the tongue.

He hadn't figured out what the meaning of this word was, and at this moment, he had an epiphany at the entrance of this spoonful of porridge.

The meals served in the Song family are simple and plain for people who were born in the world. Although they are not abstaining from meat and fishy food, there is no excessive frying or frying, and the dishes and meals are all simple.Song Yun has been eating these things since he was a child, so he has never pursued eating, so that now he feels a little overwhelmed by the feeling of all kinds of flavors rushing to the tip of his tongue.

Seeing the look on Song Yun's face, Yin Huai smiled, and raised his chin at him: "I cooked the porridge myself, how about it?"

Song Yun opened his eyes wide in shock, but for a moment he didn't know what to say, he was stunned for a while, and finally he had to nod a little dullly and hum.

"Is it so shocking?" Yin Huai licked his chin with one hand, and smiled maliciously: "Is there a trace of emotion?"

Just as Song Yun's mind was stuck and he was in a hurry to prepare his words of thanks, Yin Huai continued to call out in that lazy and smiling voice: "—Xiao Yunyun?"

"..." Song Yun's scalp was numb again, and the belly draft that was just prepared, together with the warmth caused by a mouthful of porridge, instantly dissipated through the chill.

But helplessly, Song Yun calmed down and thought about his words for a long time. In the end, he couldn't hold back, and asked sincerely and with a little pain: "Why did you suddenly... shout like that..."

Yin Huai replied solemnly: "Because I suddenly remembered that you were not used to calling me like that before, so I changed it today." After finishing speaking, he did not forget to ask his opinion: "Which one do you think is better?" Does it sound good?"

"..." Looking at the expression on the face of the man in front of him, Song Yun knew that there must be a pit ahead, but knowing this, he still pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, and replied softly, "So that one."

When Song Yun said this, his voice was intentionally low, and he spoke so fast that no emotion could be heard in it.

The problem is that he still has a pair of red ear tips, which cannot be covered up.

Yin Huai squinted his eyes, and continued to ask, "So that one, which one is it?"

Song Yun knew it.

The matter went back and forth and turned back to the three words "baby". At first, Yin Huai's "baby" was enough to startle him into a cold sweat, but now these three words became his acceptance again. highest degree of title.These three words seem to be a noose. At first, Yin Huai insisted on throwing it to him, but now he wants to put the noose around his neck, and then hand it back to the person in front of him—like a token and like promise.

On the contrary, he still vaguely felt that the chain on Yin Huai's neck had been held firmly and securely in his palm.

Thinking of this, Song Yun felt his heartbeat start to speed up abnormally again.

Yin Huai on the opposite side didn't speak, just raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze was silent and his eyes were moving.

Song Yun glanced at him, cleared his throat guiltily, turned away from Yin Huai's scorching gaze, hesitated a few times with lowered eyes, and finally bit his lips: "—Baby."

A gentle smile appeared on Yin Huai's lips unconsciously, and he felt that the moment he heard these three words, his heart suddenly lit up.