Black Moonlight's Self-Cultivation

"Xiao Chu, stop talking..."

Shen Jialan really couldn't help laughing.

The big white dog took the opportunity to rub against him, trying to climb onto the sofa and throw itself on Shen Jialan, but he slapped him away.

The big white dog opened its wet blue eyes and looked a little pitiful with its hairy face.

When Shen Jialan and Shen Xiaochu hugged each other, they both smiled so hard that they couldn't see their teeth. One of them was delicate and beautiful and the other was innocent and cute, not to mention how seductive they were.

"Is it that funny?"

Shen Hairuo's faint voice came from behind.

Shen Xiaochu nodded and said, "It's just so funny."

Shen Jialan also nodded.

The black line on Shen Hairuo's back fell down like money, he was almost black into a lump.

Shen Xiaochu said again: "Little uncle, what is it in your hand?"

Shen Hairuo immediately revived on the spot, and said happily: "Juice! Come on, brother, Xiao Chu, you all have a taste. I put cherries and oranges in and squeezed it."

It doesn't look red or yellow, it's not ugly, Shen Jialan and Shen Xiaochu each took a cup.

Shen Hairuo secretly turned off the TV, fearing that it would be bad if they choked while drinking juice and laughing.

He asked expectantly, "How does it taste?"

Shen Jialan drank half of the glass, nodded and said, "It's okay..."

Shen Xiaochu pouted and wanted to say something, but Shen Jialan pinched the tender flesh on the back of his neck, so he didn't dare to say anything.

However, Shen Hairuo didn't notice this little move.

After drinking the juice, Shen Jialan said: "Xiao Chu, you've finished watching TV, you should take a shower and go to bed, and you have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, Xiao Hai, take him to take a bath."

"Okay, big brother."

Shen Xiaochu puffed up his bun face, the kindergarten will soon be on summer vacation, and he will watch TV every day.

Shen Jialan got up from the sofa, stretched, and slowly went back to the room, followed step by step by the big white "dog" that didn't even bark.

He returned to the room, checked that it was almost time, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

As if thinking of something, he turned back expressionlessly and said, "Don't follow in."

Behind him, the big "dog" sticks out its tongue. If you look carefully, you will feel that there is an "innocent" look in its blue eyes.

When Shen Jialan came out wearing a comfortable bathrobe, he saw the "dog" obediently lying on his bed, and it only occupied a small corner in the corner very politely.

"Aren't you rolling around in my bed? If I find out there's dog hair on my bed, you're dead."

Big White Dog: "Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

What the hell?

Shen Jialan threw the towel over angrily, and said coldly: "It's ugly, if you don't know how to bark, don't bark."

The big white dog fell silent immediately.

He climbed onto the bed, took the tablet and started playing. The fluffy head of the big white dog leaned over and sniffed him everywhere, like an idiot.

Shen Jialan held the computer in one hand, and pushed the fluffy head to the side with the other. Unexpectedly, the big white dog became more enthusiastic, nestled next to Shen Jialan and offered to use it as a pillow for him, and licked people whenever he had the chance.

Suddenly being licked by the wet tongue again, Shen Jialan shook, and then wiped his hand on its white neck with a disgusted expression.

The big white dog regarded his gesture as intimacy, and moved closer to him presumptuously. His oversized body and thick white fur were simply a qualified pillow.

Shen Jialan paused, the big white dog took the opportunity to stick to him, stretched his paws forward, and seemed to be hugging Shen Jialan.

Fortunately, there was nothing on the big white dog that made Shen Jialan feel uncomfortable, but he silently watched the fangs exposed by the big white dog, and the slight breath from the tip of the nose sprayed on his body, because he was too close, he always felt uncomfortable. It gives the illusion that it will open its mouth and bite down.

Shen Jialan tightened his grip on the hair on its neck, but the big white dog still looked innocent, clinging to him obediently, looking at him with a pair of extremely soft and beautiful eyes.

As if his resistance was meaningless, the big white dog was next to him, and he wanted to push the big white dog's head lying on his chest, but he just felt the tentacles were soft.

The big white dog is clean and fresh all over, the white fur is a little fluffy and curled up, it is soft and comfortable to touch, and it feels itchy when scratched on the palm of the hand.

I don't know if it feels too good, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch a few more, the place where the soft hair between his fingers brushed seems to be very attached to the cold and slightly itchy touch.

"Forget it, just treat you as a pillow!"

With Shen Jialan's decision, the big white dog was so happy that he wanted to lick his face, but Shen Jialan, who realized what it was trying to do, grabbed the soft fur on his neck.

The big white dog trembled in pain, and didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore.

After playing with the tablet for a while, Shen Jialan was about to go to bed. He put down the computer and turned off the lights. He turned over on the bed and changed from lying flat to side lying. When he stretched out his hand, he could just put it on the big white dog's fluffy bed. On the big head.

The room was very quiet, I don't know how long it had passed, it was so quiet that only shallow breathing could be heard.

In the darkness, a hand slowly stretched out, and tentatively put it on the shoulder of the sleeping man, but the man did not wake up immediately.

This seems to give rise to an inexplicable courage. This big hand slowly slides, trembling, with the kind of seed sprouting desire across the delicate skin like silk, and it is like an artist worshiping the priceless treasure with his hands. Treasures.

"blue……"

This sigh is like the call of the soul, and the man's voice is full of endless affection.

This man was his desire, the fire of his sin.

Suddenly, another white hand came up, and all the beautiful fantasies and charms came to an abrupt end.

Shen Jialan suddenly opened his eyes, in the darkness, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

Although he couldn't see it clearly, the man still knew what Shen Jialan's expression was like at this time.

The look in his eyes has always been unpredictable, sinister, cold, naive, coquettish, but what remains unchanged is always the temptation that seems to be born with him, yes, it is the same temptation as sex.

"blue……"

Shen Jialan said displeasedly: "Change back..."

After a while, a large fluffy head approached, but it was slapped away by Shen Jialan, who was half asleep, because it was too clingy.

The eyes of the neglected big white dog glowed green in the dark.

Then there was a glint in his eyes, he jumped out of the bed lightly, pulled a remote control off the table, and pressed it firmly with his paws.

The big white dog threw down the remote control, and climbed back onto the bed against a gust of cold wind, watching the sleeping Shen Jialan leaning against him happily.

In his sleep, Shen Jialan dreamed that he came to a place of ice and snow, very cold, and then a fur coat fell from the sky, he reached out and hugged the warm coat...

The next day, the big white dog woke up and found that his neck was strangled tightly, and he felt painful and sweet at once.

It rubbed against Shen Jialan and even licked Shen Jialan's face, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

First of all, Shen Jialan didn't slap him away, and the temperature felt on its tongue seemed a bit high.

Shen Jialan seems to have a...fever.

This realization made the big white dog's hair stand on end.

It looked at the remote control with a guilty conscience, quickly broke away from Shen Jialan and jumped up, and pressed the remote control to turn off the air conditioner with its fur paw.

At this time, it realized that the temperature in the room was abnormally low. Shen Jialan, who was lying on the bed, was wrapped in a thin quilt, and seemed to be still shivering.

It ran to the bedside and patted Shen Jialan with its head. The latter was woken up by him, but he still refused to get up lazily.

"Don't make trouble, if you make trouble again, you will pluck your hair..."

The voice that was originally a threat sounded soft and hoarse, and even a strong nasal sound came out.

The big white dog had no choice but to run out.

After a while, the big white dog grabbed Shen Jiuli's clothes and dragged him over politely.

Feeling something was wrong, Shen Jiuli stepped forward, and when he touched Shen Jialan's forehead, he was shocked.

"Brother, you have a fever."

Shen Jialan woke up, sat up from the bed, and touched his forehead as if reacting slowly, his hands were a little hot.

He blinked and said, "I seem to have a fever."

Shen Jiuli hastily pressed him back on the bed, and said, "Brother, lie down and rest, I'll get you a thermometer and medicine, don't get up, if you're sick, you have to listen to me."

"Oh!"

Shen Jialan also found it quite novel, he rarely got sick, and he couldn't even remember the last time he had a cold and a fever.

Seeing Shen Jiuli running out in a hurry, he sat up, glanced at the very honest big white dog, and said, "I haven't been sick for a long time, is it your fault?"

The big white dog said that he also wanted to tremble.

Shen Jialan reached out and rubbed his head, and said: "I forgive you this time, and Xiao Jiu will take care of you when you are sick. This feeling is not bad!"

However, even if he had a fever, he didn't think about lying on the bed weakly. Instead, he went to wash and change clothes as usual when he woke up.

When Shen Jiuli came over with the thermometer and medicine, he just came out of the bathroom, and his originally rosy face turned pale.

"Brother, have you washed your face with cold water?"

Shen Jialan blinked, and said innocently: "It's a bit hot, it's more comfortable to wash your face with cold water."

Shen Jiuli handed him the thermometer and said, "If you're sick, don't mess around. Why don't you lie down?"

"Is this not necessary?"

Shen Jiuli had no choice but to follow him.

"Do you have an appetite now? Or do you want to eat something else? Let Aunt Lin stew a local chicken for you at noon. Forget it, let's stew a hoof! You have to rest well, and I will eat it later Medicine, if you feel really uncomfortable, I will send you to the hospital, and Xiao Hai can also accompany you to relieve your boredom."

"Oh, I think I'm fine..."

Seeing that he didn't care, Shen Jiuli immediately stared.

Shen Jialan compromised, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Shen Jiuli was satisfied now.

He glanced at the seemingly obedient big white dog, and decided to open the skylight to speak honestly. He said, "Brother, what's the matter with this guy?"

Shen Jialan said helplessly: "He is my friend, and there is nothing malicious about it. Xiao Jiu, don't be too nervous."

After all, Dino also "worked hard" in order to sneak into Shen's house, and got away with his completely beastly appearance, and was brought back by the stupid Shen Hairuo, who thought he was Garfield!

Generally speaking, the fully animalized demihumans will emit a stronger pheromone smell, and it is impossible for other demihumans to confuse the fully animalized demihumans with ordinary animals.

However, Shen Hairuo is such a slow and strange creature, Shen Jialan suspects that he can't smell the pheromone at all.

In comparison, Shen Jiuli's reaction is what an ordinary demihuman should have, flexible and sharp, and always alert to danger.

When he saw the big white dog, his hair was about to stand on end.

If he hadn't been soothed by Shen Jialan, he would have been so excited that he would have turned into a half-beast, waving his paws and would have rushed over to drive away the damned "intruder".