When Wen Jin put on her clothes, her hands were still a little sore, but the whole fox was full of that kind of comfort after venting.
While getting dressed, recalling the joyful feeling of release just now, I couldn't help squinting my eyes, feeling a little unsatisfied.
DeWitt's suspension car actually has a lot of space in it. Usually, Wen Jin really thinks so, but after the experience just now, Wen Jin always feels...it's still a little small.
"I think you need to buy a bigger car." Glancing at DeWitt who was putting on clothes, Wen Jin said with a very serious expression, then her eyes fell on the row of tooth and paw prints on the other's shoulder, and she shrank I shrank my legs.
The shirt covered Wen Jin's badge, but there were still two small strawberries on the neck. DeWitt turned his head and looked at Wen Jin, "How big do you like it?"
Wen Jin thought for a while, and was about to reach out to gesture, but suddenly remembered what this guy had asked him not long ago, she shut her mouth tightly, and gave DeWitt a look, as if I was determined not to be fooled.
With a low smile, DeWitt leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, "I'll take you to pick it next time."
Only then did Wen Jin respond, satisfied, "Where are you going now, the military department?"
"Research Institute." DeWitt said, restarting the suspension vehicle that had been parked on the side of the road for a full hour. "Professor Lin sent a message saying that the antidote to insect poison has entered the final stage."
While speaking, DeWitt slid his finger on the light screen in front of him, as if he was reading the content of the message, and then frowned.
Wen Jin was leaning on the chair and yawning, feeling a little sleepy.
"Baby." Just when Wen Jin was so sleepy that he rubbed his eyes, Devitt in front of him turned his head and glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but when his eyes fell on Wen Jin, he retracted his original words .
He frowned and approached, "What's wrong?"
"Tired." Wen Jin frowned, "I'm a bit tired."
As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, she was embraced by DeWitt. The latter's voice was obviously a little nervous, "Why are you tired?"
In the past, Wen Jin would have let Devitt sleep if he called out to him, but at this moment, Wen Jin's face was too ugly, and it didn't seem to be caused by pure sleepiness or tiredness at all.
Wen Jin leaned his head against DeWitt, his whole body was blown up. He rubbed his face against DeWitt like a little fox. He wanted to make him not be so nervous, but after the rubbing was over, Wen Jin's body suddenly rose. There was a strong desire to become the original form.
And not long after this desire arose, Wen Jin really didn't hold back, and turned into a small dumpling.
The moment he felt his body shrink, Wen Jin was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, his surroundings were already covered by the clothes he had just put on.
After the little hair ball huddled in the balls of clothes came back to his senses, his face couldn't help but feel a little hot. He stretched out his claws and pressed the corners of the clothes around, trying to cover himself more tightly.
He felt a little ashamed, he has been a monster for thousands of years, why can't he even maintain his human form? Has it been too long since he turned into a human form
And when DeWitt opened the clothes, what he saw was such a scene, staring at the snow-white balls in the clothes for a while, DeWitt frowned, reached out and hugged the little fox into his arms, and then grabbed his head Afterwards, Mao Mao forced Wen Jin to expose her eyes.
"Aww." Wen Jin, who felt Mao Mao being pulled, skillfully stretched out her paw and slapped him across the face.
The paw slapped on the face was still strong, and DeWitt was slightly relieved, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
"...It's not uncomfortable, just a little sleepy." Although it seemed a bit embarrassing not to be able to maintain the human form, Wen Jin was healed again when he found that Xiaowei didn't show any abnormality on his face. , rubbing against DeWitt's arms.
In fact, he was still a little weak, but compared to the feeling that his head was swollen just now, it was much better.
In this way, Wen Jin rested in Devitt's arms for a while. After feeling her body recovering, she stretched out her claws to pull the light screen away, and continued to pay attention to the half-disturbed gossip she had seen before.
As soon as the light screen popped up, Wen Jin paused with his little paw poking out, "Is your thermostat turned off?"
"No?" DeWitt was taken aback, then checked the control panel, "It's on."
Since getting Fox, DeWitt hasn't forgotten to turn on the thermostat in any of the rooms.
"Did you accidentally lower the temperature just now? It's a bit cold." Wen Jin said, and then slipped into Devitt's arms again.
When Wen Jin said this, she was a little careless. After all, there was a big heater behind her, and it was not too cold.
However, the speaker has no intention and the listener does.
DeWitt opened his mouth, looked at the little fox in his arms, his eyes darkened a bit, and he didn't speak for a while. The reason why the thermostat is called a thermostat is because it is automatically adjusted according to the surrounding temperature, and there is no problem of artificial lowering at all.
DeWitt took a deep look at the sign on the control panel, and stretched out his hand to sense the movement of the machine. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the thermostat, his heart sank a little.
He didn't speak, and reached out to change the thermostat into a heater, and turned it up several degrees by the way, and then untied his clothes, and pressed the fox on his chest.
Taking both measures together, Wen Jin finally felt comfortable, and after lying down for a while, he seemed to be in better spirits. He raised his eyes to look at DeWitt, "What did you want to say just now?"
DeWitt, who was staring at Wen Jin with a serious face, and didn't know what to write, was taken aback by his sudden question, and after a pause, "It's okay, you rest first."
"Obviously something has happened." Wen Jin frowned, and stretched out her claws to pick off the watch on DeWitt's hand.
"...it's Professor Lin." Wen Jin felt helpless, DeWitt grabbed Wen Jinbing's cold little paw with one hand, and silently covered the heat, "He said that Dr. Chen's condition is not very good recently. Ask me if I can take you with me this time to see him."
"Chen Xiong?" Wen Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Did you hurt your cultivation in the scientific research institute that day?"
He still remembers the scene that day, when he said that it was not good for Chen Xiong to use the spirit energy like that, and he would definitely be backlashed afterwards.
DeWitt didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to touch Wen Jin's back. In the past, he always felt that such a little white dumpling could not be put down in his hands, and it was so comfortable to touch, but now he felt that it was too small when he touched it. It feels like it's going to disappear when you touch it.
"Okay." Wen Jin shook his tail, "That guy is quite talented." In a place like Assyria where the aura is so thin, it is really quite talented to be able to cultivate into a demon cultivator. If the foundation is damaged, there shouldn't be any major problems.
"Are you still feeling sick?" DeWitt asked without answering.
Wen Jin shook her tail, felt it, and said sincerely, "It's not uncomfortable anymore." Without dizziness or sore feet, she is already a fox who can start gossip full of energy!
However, after he stretched out his claws to open the light screen, he subconsciously burrowed into DeWitt's arms again.
The latter glanced at the already high temperature on the control panel not far away, and felt that he was about to sweat, but Wen Jin's body was still cold, and his brows were deeply wrinkled.
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