Angel remembers that last time he secretly blocked the water pipe with hairy chestnuts because he didn't want to take a bath, so that as soon as Silver opened the valve, all the water sprayed to the Ollie pig upstairs, and scared the Ollie pig who was shushing so much that he ran out without even mentioning his pants, and shouted for help while running, and the whole building heard it.

Later, Silver was really angry, it admitted all kinds of mistakes and flattered to no avail, and finally had no idea, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, rolling and making trouble on the bed, but three seconds later Silver took it into his arms, although his expression was still cold, but the gentle movements of his hand told Angel that Silver was no longer angry with it.

-- So this method of sprinkling and rolling became Angel's invincible killer weapon, and he became more and more proficient in playing it, and never failed so far.

Today, though, that unbeaten record seems to be in danger of collapsing.

Angel put away her wings, sat on the bed and began to roll around, her mouth "chirping" non-stop, and the two black beans were tearful, as if she had been greatly wronged.

But Silver still stood three paces away from the bed, staring at it with a blank face, without even blinking an eye.

…… After a quarter of an hour, Angel finally stopped making a fuss, for his voice was hoarse, but Silver still didn't say anything. It was tired and hungry now, its throat rustling, dry and painful, and it was very uncomfortable.

Angel hung down her little wings in displeasure and looked at Silver pitifully—she finally realized that Silver seemed to have made up her mind to ignore it today!

Angel is really about to cry now, Silver is the partner it identifies, the person it wants to be with for a lifetime, even if it is still just a little bird that has not grown up, maybe it is just a pet in Silver's eyes, not even a partner, but it still stubbornly regards Silver as a part of it.

It can live without a place to live, it can drink without corn juice, but it definitely can't live without silver!

Jiang once told him that only by loving his partner can he get the same love from his partner. At that time, Angel was still an ignorant egg and didn't understand what love was, but this did not prevent it from yearning for a partner one day, a partner who was willing to love it and be loved by it.

And silver is its companion and the person it is willing to love.

But now, its partner is angry with it and ignores it, which makes Angel feel sad.

"Babble, tweet, chirp......"

Woo, Silver, don't you like me anymore? Don't dislike me, you are my partner, you must like me for the rest of your life, you can't like someone else's......

Angel couldn't understand what he was arguing about, but the cold lines of his face soothed a lot. In fact, he just took a step back and was not rejecting Angel, on the contrary, he was accusing himself.

It's been almost a month since Angel broke the shell, and the little guy has drunk so much corn juice, and he is so energetic every day that he has nowhere to go, compared to the palm-sized, soft and warm little hair ball when he was born, Angel has obviously grown a lot now, at least Silver has to use his hands to support his round little body.

Just like Angel, the cubs of most species are cute when they are young, they are soft, waxy, open their bright eyes to see the world, and stretch out their little paws to reach the surrounding qiē. However, as they grow older, this innocence will slowly deteriorate, some will evolve into the beauty of elves, and some will evolve into the strength of titans, making them look more mature and powerful.

But Silver is glad that his Angel is still so cute even when he grows up.

The tender yellow mouth opens slightly, revealing the pale pink tongue inside, and the black bean-like eyes are as bright as the stars in the night sky.

Angel must not have known how cute it had just looked, so cute that Silver was almost reaching out to touch its little furry head as she wished.

Silver frowned slightly, looking away from Angel. He realizes that something is wrong with him lately, but whenever something related to Angel happens, the calmness and self-control he once prided himself on will collapse in an instant, and he can't help but do what Angel wants, as long as he is happy, nothing else matters.

What a ridiculous thing it is, as if everything he does with Angel doesn't need to be thought about by his brain, just instinct.

Silver smiled wryly and shook his head, he sometimes even wondered if Uncle Bobby was really a prophecy, and that he was really raising Angel as a little lover rather than just a pet.

Although Silver had never talked about a lover or had a pet before, this did not prevent him from realizing that his love for Angel had far exceeded the course that a normal owner should have for a pet.

He is running counter to his innate aloof character.

This change was sudden, but it seemed to be expected, because he really liked Angel, liked Angel very much, and he liked Angel very much, and his intelligent, empathetic Angel liked it from the time he was a ball.

As long as Angel is happy, whatever. Silver has always thought this way, and it has done so.

Even the killer "one cry, two troubles, three hangings" failed, Angel Qian's donkey skills were poor, and he drooped his little head in frustration, buried his head in the futon and refused to look at Silver again.

Silver must be angry with it and doesn't like it anymore. Woo, its partner is going to abandon it......

Angel was very annoyed now, knowing that it had just obediently gone to take a bath, and although it was uncomfortable to soak in the water, it was only temporary, because Silver knew that it didn't like water, and would take it out every time after washing. But now Silver doesn't like it, and it's worse than letting it soak in a basin of water overnight.

"Forget it, if you really don't want to wash it, you won't wash it today." Angel was still secretly annoyed here, and Yin's sudden low sigh completely disturbed its mind.

What the? Silver says it can go without a shower today?

Angel's mind went blank, and she couldn't react for a while. What does the word silver mean, is it really literal, can it take a shower for one less day?

No, no, no, how is this possible!

Angel quickly shook his head, from the time it broke its shell, oh no, since it was still a ball, it fought every day not to bathe, but Silver never compromised, and every time it ended with it being forcibly thrown into the small bathtub by Silver.

But Silver actually said today that it could not take a bath......

It's over, isn't Silver really going to throw it away and throw it to Ollie Pig?!