The second brother was angry 1

An abrupt voice rang out.

Song Zhao lowered his eyes and landed in front of Song Envy's slightly bulging chest.

Something creature arched in his bosom, and two horns were exposed.

"Alpacas." Song Zhao whispered.

Her favorite little animal is an alpaca, which she originally wanted to raise, but unfortunately Song Jingxian disagreed.

Song lowered his eyes in envy.

The candlelight under the eaves shone on the side of his face, and the man's bones were perfect, and his eyes were like falling stars.

"This is the little alpaca I picked for you at the ranch, and you can keep it in the house in the future and have fun at your leisure."

Song Zhao took the alpaca he handed over,

I really like it.

The little girl's eyes were crooked, and she couldn't put it down.

He watched, thin lips curled,

Song Zhao Yuguang noticed the red dots on Song Jingxian's hands, suddenly thought of something, and lightly locked his eyebrows, "You are allergic to wool." ”

No wonder, how the predecessor Song Zhao was coquettish and cute, Song Jingxian insisted on not letting her raise alpacas.

Song Jingxian didn't move his eyebrows, and said lightly, "It's not in the way." ”

Song Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his cuffs and dragged him into the house.

Song was shocked to see Song Zhao touch a button, and then a dark room turned out of the house.

He stood there in astonishment.

Song Zhao put the alpaca aside, found the medicinal herbs from the darkroom, skillfully matched them, and put them in the medicine furnace to suffer.

Song was stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of incredulity, "Little sister, do you still know how to make medicines?" ”

Song Zhao's hand movement continued, and he responded softly.

"A little."

Song Jingxian subconsciously asked, "Who did you learn from......?"

Halfway through.

I suddenly remembered.

Grandmother said that Song Zhao had been reading medical books for three years.

I guess that's when I learned it.

Song Jingxian's lips straightened, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Song Zhao didn't answer his question either, she quickly made the pill and handed it to Song Jingxian.

"Eat it, it'll be fine." She was concise and to the point.

Song Jingxian's heart was slightly hot.

I thought that the little sister really still cared about him, and that was enough.

Therefore, Song Zhao handed him the medicine, he didn't take it for examination, and directly stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

Song Jingxian thought that Song Zhao had only read a few medical books and knew some fur, but he didn't trust Song Zhao's medical skills very much.

But after taking this medicine, in less than a stick of incense, his body will no longer itch, and the red spots visible to the naked eye will fade.

This shocked Song Jingxian.

Xiaomei's medical skills are actually quite good?

So these three years...... What did he miss......

He moved his lips and whispered, "Thank you, little sister." ”

Song Zhao was cold, "No need, it's all in return for giving me an alpaca." ”

Song was envious, "......" he was moved by a loneliness.

His chest was blocked, and he asked out loud again, "Big brother still remembers that you used to say that if you have an alpaca, you should call it Mianmian, and now you can do it." ”

"Huh." The little llama walked over and raised his head to Song Zhaonen and screamed.

Song Zhao picked up the alpaca and said to Song in surprise, "It's late, the eldest brother has to go on the expedition tomorrow, go back and rest early." ”

Song was envious and didn't want to leave, he stared at Song Zhao's white jade-like face, "When I leave tomorrow, I may have to wait for several months to see you, so let's tell you a bedtime story tonight, just like before." ”

Song Zhao looked inexplicable, "I've grown up and passed the age of listening to bedtime stories." ”

Song Jingxian bit his cheek.

Yes, in three years, the little sister grew from nine to twelve years old, completing the transformation from a child to a girl.

He was missing the most important stage of her upbringing.

She's no longer the coquettish little friend.