Tang Jing once again hugged her into his arms, without words, just quietly hugged her.

Tang Jing didn't know how long they hugged each other, until a snoring sound came, and the two woke up.

Tang Jing then remembered that both of them were serving the uncles, and they didn't eat at all.

This time she didn't help, but put her chin on her hands, her eyes staring at him who was busy, bathed in the sun, he was so dazzling, so fascinated her, just as she looked at him for the first time, in the kitchen where he was visited for the first time.

"Alas!" Tang Jing didn't remember herself, this was the first time she sighed, Craya had been gone for three days, and when she thought of her little appearance of turning back three times in one step, Tang Jing couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that he was hypocritical, and he was so unproductive.

Tang Jing, who was sitting next to a wild boar the size of a car, took a table knife and cut off a piece of tenderloin, golden in color and oily, eating it bite by bite, staring at the slightly swaying bonfire, the huge tenderloin on the bonfire, under Tang Jing's subconscious turning, exuded an attractive aroma.

A raccoon dog the size of a small milk dog, with a twitching nose, subconsciously walked in search of the alluring scent. It may still be asleep, walking upright with its eyes closed...... On the top of its head, there are two strands of hair of a few centimeters, like a small sapling that has just been drilled out of the soil, probably not long ago, on the pink skin, there are only layers of short fluff, yellow and black, and the black fluff around the closed eyes, with the yellow of other parts, makes it look very cute.

It seems that the little fox in a sweet dream, with the twitching of its nose, slowly approached the bonfire where Tang Jing was, and waited for it to follow the aroma to the campfire.

Tang Jing has also seen this very similar to the earth, in a game called Fantasy Journey to the West, a small animal that lives in the wild of the south of the Yangtze River, "raccoon", the two are 90% similar. Although Tang Jing was a little interested, he didn't care too much, there were all kinds of small animals living near the powerful demonic beasts, and they relied on the protection of the powerful demonic beasts to live a difficult life.

This kind of demonic beast that is not enough to stuff the teeth and has almost no magic power, the powerful demonic beasts are completely unattractive, but they also have their uses, toys for the offspring of powerful demonic beasts...... snack!

It is by virtue of this bloody symbiosis that they live on this continent.

This should not have been born for a long time, right? Before he opened his eyes, he hurriedly ran out to die? In the Warcraft Realm, where intelligence is generally low, it should also be an imbecile, right? Tang Jing looked at the wild boar behind him who had been dead for a long time and thought so.

If it weren't for the wild boar being killed by himself, this little guy would be trampled to death 100%, you must know that the monster will not pay attention to his feet.

It probably felt the heat of the fire and didn't go any further, but its nose kept twitching.

Just as Tang Jing was thinking about throwing it back into the grass, the little fox did something that made Tang Jing stunned.

I saw that the little guy who didn't open his eyes, his legs glared, and he bit down on the tenderloin on the bonfire, probably because the meat was too hot, and it stared wildly with its four paws, and a squeaky scream followed.

But it just doesn't let go, and its fluffy tail swings up and down

, accidentally licked by the campfire, fortunately its hair is very short, the flame did not spread to other domains, only the tail has a black trace, probably burned by the fire to the tail, it squeaks louder, and struggles more.

What made Tang Jing speechless was that it just refused to let go of the meat it was biting.

"Kairat of the animal kingdom?" Tang Jing's meat on the left and the knife on the right fell to the ground, and there was a piece of meat in his half-open mouth that had been chewed several times, but his mouth was like being enchanted, and he couldn't close it anyway, so you can see how much shock this little raccoon dog gave Tang Jing.

Two minutes later.

"Hold a piece of grass, is this meat that is going to be roasted by itself and not give up to the mouth?" I saw that it was struggling smaller and smaller, and the little tail that began to exude the smell of meat was still swinging up and down, making a final struggle.

But it just won't let go.

Seriously, Tang Jing was moved, seeing it was the same as seeing Kairat, it was the same as not wanting to die.

Tang Jing lifted the wooden stick at one end of the barbecue on the shelf and moved the barbecue from the bonfire to the side.

Its little tail drooped down, and then quickly lifted it again.

Probably not feeling the pain coming from its tail, it put its tail down this time, and instead of lifting it immediately, it shook from side to side.

Tang Jing was speechless and looked at the raccoon dog like a wagging tail.

It just won't let go......

Another two minutes passed, probably when it ran out of energy, and it finally let go.

After landing on the ground, it lay directly on the ground, its face was facing the direction of Tang Jing, at this time it had a lifeless face, and after a while, it stretched out its tongue and licked the grease at the corner of its mouth, so that its face regained a little vitality?

Tang Jing was completely convinced by this little thing.

Seeing that its tail was still emitting a burnt smell, Tang Jing couldn't bear it, took out a bottle of potion and poured it on its tail.

The little guy who was lying motionless was drenched in the potion, and he got up as soon as he was drenched.

Still standing on his feet, he ran back and forth, his mouth squeaked constantly, and his little tail flicked happily.

Well, the potion is still not a small irritation to the wound.

The little thing circled the campfire five or six times before it began to slow down, presumably as the potion began to take effect, and the stinging became cool.

"It's really a beast talent in the Warcraft world! It's all like this, and I'm still thinking about the barbecue!" The little guy didn't originally circle around the barbecue, it ran out two meters, and actually turned back automatically, if it weren't for the heat of the bonfire, Tang Jing had no doubt that it would stare at the barbecue again.

It just stopped in front of Tang Jing, and when it heard Tang Jing talking to himself, its eyes were tightly closed, and it was difficult to open them, and it took seven or eight attempts before it finally opened its eyes.

As soon as it opened its eyes, it stared angrily, half-open mouth, dementia-like Tang Jing.

It ran to Tang Jing, stretched out its fleshy little short feet at Tang Jing, and kicked, pointing while kicking, the tenderloin on the bonfire, pointing at its own tail, and pointing at its somewhat dark back, and finally pointing directly at Tang Jing, squeaking

Nonstop.

It seems to be asking, "How do you become a father? Put food in such a dangerous place and die? Do you want to roast your own son together? Look at this tail, look at this back, do you have a father like you?"

Well, probably, yes, maybe that's what it means.

It kicked and beat angrily for three minutes, probably because it was tired of kicking, beating, and scolding, tilted its head slightly, and saw that Tang Jing still looked demented, and thought: My father shouldn't be a fool, right?

Tang Jing, who came back to her senses, stammered: "Young man, you admit the wrong raccoon, I'm not your father!"

It thought for a moment, then tilted its head and stared at Tang Jing's chest.

Seeing it staring at his chest, Tang Jing subconsciously covered his chest with both hands, "It's not your mother either!"

It excitedly pointed at itself and then at Tang Jing with its fleshy claws, probably wanting to say, "You lie to the ghost, in my memory, the first creature I saw when I opened my eyes was my father, don't be inferior, although you look like a fool and look ugly, but I don't dislike it." ”

Tang Jing's right palm was stretched out, the palm was downward, and the four fingers waved forward, making a movement to drive people away, the meaning was obvious, "No! ”

It rushed over and kicked Tang Jing again.

"Oh, the little thing has a very short temper. ”

Its strength, of course, was no different from tickling for Tang Jing, so he let it go.

Suddenly, Tang Jing felt that her trouser legs were being pulled, and when she looked down, she saw that it was not the little fox.

Seeing Tang Jing looking at himself, he pointed to his small belly, and then pointed to the barbecue on the bonfire, which probably meant, "I'm tired and hungry, I want to eat meat." ”

Is this raccoon dog going to heaven?

Seeing that this stupid father was distracted again, it patted Tang Jing's leg with one paw, pointed at the barbecue with one paw, and squeaked.

Tang Jing thought for a moment, took out a plate from the space ring, cut off a piece of hot and steaming meat, and put it in front of it.

Its little short legs glared, flew up and bit on the piece of meat, because the meat was still very hot, it pressed on the roast meat and quickly released its forelimbs, and its tail flicked wildly.

This time, it seemed to have learned to be obedient, and immediately let go, jumped to the side, pointed at Tang Jing with one paw, and squeaked with one paw on its waist, probably saying, "Silly father, cut the meat into small parts for me, and blow it cold by the way when you cut it." ”

Tang Jing: ..................

It ate and drank to its heart's content, grabbed Tang Jing's trouser leg, climbed onto Tang Jing's coiled leg, wiped the oil stains on Tang Jing's pants and dried Jing, played Hache, found a relatively comfortable position, and fell asleep as soon as the big characters went.

Looking at the little guy blowing bubbles with his nose, Tang Jing was confused for a while, and after a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile, and didn't care about it anymore, thinking that he would put it down if he found other raccoon dogs nearby tomorrow.

This little guy must be the mutant that Teacher Chiyan said, right? Otherwise, it wouldn't be so smart.

(PS: My favorite character has appeared.) ）