In fact, Yan Gui thought a lot about how his son lived in the Central Plains.
He felt that with his son's face, body, and strength, it wouldn't be so miserable.
After all, it is his own cub, and he still knows what level he is.
Especially the letter that was handed back last time still carried a hint of Emperor Xiu, no matter how you think luck and opportunity should be very good.
Yan Gui remembered that he hurried over from the passage, and when he came out, he followed the smell of his son to find it. The son didn't find it, but he found a ginseng doll.
The ginseng doll had a few hairs from his son on his body, and when he turned his head and saw him open his mouth, he shouted toffee.
Yan Gui felt his conscience, this ginseng went to Qingqiu country, and even the country could not enter.
But he actually had his cub's fur in his hand, and he ran over with a very familiar look, and when he came over, he was hugged by a bear.
Qingqiu King, who has never been torn apart by a little monster that can be torn off with a single claw, fell silent.
In addition to the smell of his cub, he smelled the smell of Emperor Xiu on this little monster, and the quality of the elixir he took out was quite good.
Yan Gui watched as the little ginseng was very extravagantly holding those high-quality elixir, carefully repairing some old trees that had opened up spiritual wisdom, while whispering quietly, every time he wanted to leave Shout out a toffee to keep up.
Yan Gui pondered for a long time and felt that the toffee in the little monster's mouth might be his son.
In the end, Yan Gui returned home with the little ginseng that was jumping around.
As soon as he got home, he met his son in the face.
say it one more time.
Yan Gui felt that with his son's face, body, and strength, it wouldn't be so miserable.
But he really didn't expect that his cub would be treated as an ordinary pet dog, playing with toys every day, even holding a Frisbee, and being carried by Xiao Dixiu all over the yard.
He was also given a name like Toffee.
But these are small issues.
Little Dixiu's skin is no problem.
But even sleeping next to him was a little too painful to be kicked out of bed.
When they climbed up and down the Dixiu tree and fell asleep in strange shapes, Dixiu didn't shake the branches to throw them off.
Especially looking at Yan Xuanjing's posture, it was obvious that he had been kicked.
What the hell was his cub.
Yan Gui was paralyzed on the ground, very sorry for this.
Yan Xuanjing looked at Yan Gui who was lying motionless on the floor, and slowly adjusted his clothes, not intending to get a doghouse for his father at all.
Those soft and fragrant kennels are his.
What does it have to do with Yan Gui
Could it be that Yan Gui, who is a father, can still fight for the nest with the weak, poor and helpless little fox
- Yan Gui can really do it.
Yan Xuanjing looked blankly at Yan Gui who ran to the living room on the first floor and came up with a dog kennel, and felt that he really underestimated his father's face.
Yan Gui didn't go to bed this time. He put the kennel next to Lin Mu's bed, glanced at Lin Mu who was snoring in sleep, and pulled the quilt to cover his exposed belly.
Although the half-demon should not be vulnerable to the cold, after all, this little Emperor Xiu has just awakened, and it is always right to pay more attention.
Yan Gui covered Lin Mu with a quilt very considerately, lay down in the kennel, saw his son still standing at the door, and patted the floor beside the kennel lazily.
Do you want to sleep together
Yan Xuanjing turned around ruthlessly.
…
When Lin Mu woke up early in the morning, he saw Toffee lying in the nest beside the bed, forming a ball and sleeping soundly.
Lin Mu rolled over and got out of bed, lightly pulling on his slippers. After washing, he found that Toffee was still sleeping, feeling a little puzzled.
In the past, toffee got up early and went to the yard to bask in the sun, and breakfast was almost always eaten together, so there was no time to stay in bed.
Lin Mu frowned slightly, walked into the room, hugged the dog and rubbed it frantically.
"Wake up soon! If you don't wake up, you won't miss breakfast!"
Yan Gui was rubbed unprepared and even a little confused, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Mu blankly.
Lin Mu met Toffee's black eyes, hugged the dog happily, and whispered, "Did you see that Yan Xuanjing?"
Yan Gui: "..."
Lin Mu is very serious: "Toffee, when you become a fine, can you look like him?"
When Yan Gui heard this, he felt that there was something in it, and he immediately became spiritual.
"You can't be so good-looking, it's okay to have a quarter of his." Lin Mu rambled and paused, "But it doesn't matter if you're ugly, your ugly dad loves you too."
"?!"
Yan Gui was shocked.
"But don't be too ugly, it's not bad to have Da Hei's level." Lin Mu muttered a few more words, and then rubbed his dog's mouth vigorously, "Get up and have breakfast! I'll go and call Yan Xuanjing. !"
Looking at Lin Mu's excited back, Yan Gui was deeply puzzled as to what life his son lived here.
Lin Mu happily ran outside the guest room and knocked on the door with anticipation.
After waiting for a while, no one opened the door.
Lin Mu paused and knocked again.
Someone answered, but not from the room, but from the stairs.
Yan Xuanjing stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked at Lin Mu at the door of the guest room: "Is something wrong?"
"Ah." Lin Mu responded briefly, looked at Yan Xuanjing's face for a while, and then smiled contentedly, "Good morning!"
Looking at Lin Mu's happy appearance, Yan Xuanjing was a little confused and nodded in greeting.
"I'll call you for breakfast." Lin Mu said.
Yan Xuanjing nodded, thinking of the busy little monster he saw when he just passed the kitchen, and said, "Lin Ginseng is ready."
Lin Mu was not surprised.
The ginseng doll has recently learned a lot of new skills, and even learned to play with the computer.
In the past, I didn't dare to touch human beings at all in the mountains, let alone some of human's technological products. After living in the forest's home, every day in addition to loosening the soil, nourishing the soil and taking care of the elixir, I was fiddling with these things.
"Then I'll go down first!"
It really feels good to be able to chat with good-looking people in the morning!
Lin Mu, wearing pajamas, happily ran down the stairs one step at a time and helped the little ginseng come out for breakfast.
Yan Xuanjing watched Lin Mu go downstairs, his eyes fell on Yan Gui who was awake but did not move, as if he was thinking.
Contemplation is mostly an illusion.
The old fox must be distracted.
Yan Xuanjing walked in with his feet raised, bent down relentlessly, and lifted the doghouse directly.
Yan Gui rolled down, turned his head to look at his son, and said, "Toffee, when you're an elite, can you look like Yan Xuanjing?"
Yan Xuanjing was expressionless: "..."
Yan Gui tilted the tip of his tail: "?"
Yan Xuanjing was very calm, he grabbed his mother and father, and threw them down the stairs.
Lin Mu didn't know anything about the struggle between the father and son over there.
He walked into the kitchen and peered at today's breakfast.
"Lin Mu, you're up! Look, I tried making rice rolls today!"
The little ginseng pointed to the tablet placed on the kitchen counter, and the screen paused on the tutorial video of red rice vermicelli.
He brought out his work with a little crumb on the corner of his mouth: "I think it's delicious!"
"sharp!"
Lin Mu complimented him, patted the head of the little ginseng, wiped the debris from the corner of his mouth, and took out the fish porridge.
The little ginseng was carrying his new creation and followed behind the forest like a small tail, with a blushing face, very proud: "I even made crispy chicken chops for that big monster!"
"That big monster is called Yan Xuanjing." Lin Mu said, looking at the fried chicken chop, he felt like he had lost.
be honest.
He has never fried chicken cutlets so nicely when he frys them himself.
The little ginseng pulled out the stool next to the dining table, climbed up, and shook his head very proudly: "I'm still learning to cook braised pork recently."
"Huh?" Lin Mu glanced at Yan Xuanjing who had come downstairs, and pulled out an extra stool, "You didn't ask me for ingredients?"
"Toffee caught it in the mountains!" said the little ginseng, and the ginseng seeds on the top of his head swayed gently with his movements, "Toffee is amazing, catching wild boars, catching hares, poaching pheasants, anything!"
Lin Mu cooperated with a "wow".
It's really not easy to be a stray dog, Lin Mu thought a little distressed, these skills were probably learned when he was a stray.
The little ginseng milky voice asked for credit: "I didn't waste any ingredients, I ate them all for toffee!"
Lin Mu suddenly said, "I said why did I feel fat when I held the toffee yesterday?"
Yan Xuanjing, who had just sat down, turned his head and glanced at him expressionlessly.
Yan Gui came in from the yard with the kennel in his mouth. Hearing these words, he looked down at his perfect streamlined body, feeling that his nephew was talking nonsense again.
Where does he get fat.
Streamlined body, perfect proportions, full of tendons and flesh, extremely explosive, can kick over a building with a kick of a leg, and flatten a mountain with a swipe of his claws.
Where did you get fat
Not fat at all.
Perfect.
It was so perfect that he couldn't find a second nine-tailed fox that was as perfect as him.
Except for his wife.
Yan Gui put down the kennel and ran to the food bowl prepared for him by the dining table without any hesitation.
"But toffee is a little weird."
Lin Mu scooped up a spoonful of fish fillet porridge, looked at the dog next to him eating chicken chops and licking the porridge, and said, "He wasn't so lazy before, although he always basked in the sun, but it wasn't like that before."
When the little ginseng saw that Yan Xuanjing was also on the table, his voice suddenly became much smaller, and he said softly, "Maybe it's because I'm lazy that I'm fat?"
Seems to make sense.
Lazily basking in the sun every day, and eating a lot, won't you gain weight
Lin Mu looked at the toffee, bit the spoon, hesitated for three seconds between letting the dog gain weight and letting it lose weight, and then chose the latter very simply.
After all, their toffee is going to be refined in the future!
What if the body shape of the body will affect the shape of the sperm
If she doesn't look good, how can Toffee find a beautiful girl.
If you can't find a beautiful girl, Toffee will definitely hate her father.
Lin Mu frowned, feeling that this was not OK.
The little ginseng looked at the forest trees, and then at the dog, and came up with an idea: "I can take him to catch wild boars in the mountains today. Just exercise more. I think people say that exercise can help you lose weight."
Yan Gui shook his ears and looked at Lin Mu alertly.
"it is good."
done.
Lin Mu thinks this is OK.
Exercise to lose weight, very scientific.
Yan Xuanjing sat next to him, eating chicken chops and listening to his own father's arrangement, he slowly took a sip of porridge, only to feel that this porridge made him feel refreshed from the stomach to the heart.