Soft and cute squatted beside the white velvet ball.

The black-and-white dango stretched out its paws, wanting to touch his big fluffy ears.

Mu Ruojin, who had suffered several losses, instantly opened his eyes and looked at the bear cub with its claws outstretched.

Mu Ruojin: What's the matter? Still want to shoot him today?

Qinghui paused, his round eyes looking at him like this, his expression looking innocent and dazed.

Full of cuteness.

It looks like a good bear that doesn't trick or treat.

However, in the next second, the paws of the sesame rice balls slapped down unswervingly.

Qinghui: Comforting and comforting, touching his head.

What a 'touch' head!

was photographed again by a positive Mu Ruojin: ...... Well, it seems that our brain circuits are still not on the same level.

Mu Ruojin survived under the silent and difficult bear claws.

I watched the little milk bear slowly wrap around his movements, and his eyes were soft.

In the end, he let Qinghui find a place around him, close to his tail, and continued to take a nap.

Mu Ruojin wrapped Qinghui with his tail.

It's also followed by closing your eyes.

It's a rare time to have no time to think about those messy things, but it's time to rest.

***

And just like that, another four or five days passed.

It stands to reason that the one who cares for people is becoming more and more proficient in taking care of people.

It's just that the brain circuits of the two beasts are obviously not together.

So in the end, Mu Ruojin became more and more accustomed to Qinghui's care.

It's already rough and thick, but after going through such a while, I suddenly feel that my whole person's defense has improved a lot.

Well, especially the teeth.

Mu Ruojin thought so.

After these days of recovery, his beast form can already move a little, and he doesn't have to lie on his stomach all day.

It can be regarded as the one in front of him who has escaped the little bear's 'loving touch'.

But it was only a simple recovery of mobility, whether it was the strength or strength of the body, it was not restored, but when the little milk bear pressed over, it still fell down.

There was not a single accident.

Seeing Qinghui sitting next to him, he skillfully divided and stacked these spiritual bamboos aside.

Mu Ruojin didn't lie down this time, but followed Qinghui and sat next to Qinghui.

Because of the recovery during this time.

Mu Ruojin's hair is a lot shiny, and his body has grown a little bigger.

Just squatting with Qinghui one after the other, it looks like one big and one small, extremely harmonious.

Mu Ruojin's blue eyes were a little lazy, and the big fluffy tail behind him swayed slightly, watching Qinghui's every move.

Then he let out a low snort, leaned over, and rubbed Qinghui's small semicircular ears with his chin.

Qinghui's ears shook unconsciously.

Glanced up at him.

I wanted to pounce directly, but I looked at the other party's weak look.

In the end, he felt that he couldn't bully the weak Spirit Sword Lord, snorted, looked away, and continued to fiddle with his bamboo.

Then little by little, put your own bamboo together.

As if guarding some treasure, he was not allowed to touch it if she didn't give it.

Little Scrooge.

However, many people called him Scrooge before.

In this way, he is really a good match for the little milk bear.

Mu Ruojin thought in his heart, looking at Qinghui's semicircular little ears that trembled slightly from time to time.

It's itchy in my heart.

I couldn't help but go up again.

Rubbed.

Itchy.