Monsoon Smoke is really not particularly good at carving animals, not to mention, the wood that can be used in the firewood room has been used by her to put it on Yang Jian, and then she wants to carve a roaring dog......

Ji Fengyan plans to take Yang Jian to the mountains outside Ji City early tomorrow morning to chop two pieces of wood and come back!

Just as Monsoon Smoke was thinking about where he was going today, where there was suitable wood, the door of the firewood room was suddenly pushed open.

Monsoon Smoke subconsciously turned his head, but saw that the child who had disappeared for most of the day was standing upright at the entrance of the firewood room, still carrying a huge package in his hand.

The package was still wriggling......

"Yo, the runaway imp finally knows that he's back?" Monsoon Smoke smiled and teased the flowing fire.

Liuhuo ignored Ji Fengyan's ridicule, and looked directly at Yang Jian who was kneeling in front of Ji Fengyan, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Yang Jian kneeling there motionless, with a somewhat strange expression.

Ji Fengyan noticed Liuhuo's gaze and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, this is Yang Jian, and he will also be a member of our family in the future." Saying that, Ji Fengyan also reached out and patted Yang Jian's broad shoulder.

Flowing fire pursed her lips.

Did she think he couldn't see that this "Yang Jian" was a wood carving?

For the Shinto character of the Monsoon Smoke God, Flowing Fire could only selectively ignore it, and he put the huge pocket he was carrying directly in front of Monsoon Smoke.

"Here you go."

"Give it to me?" Ji Fengyan raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the expressionless Liuhuo, she opened the pocket and said with a smile: "Xiao Liuhuo went out today, didn't you prepare a gift for me?" It's really touching......"

Before Ji Fengyan finished speaking, her pocket was opened by her two or three times, and a dark figure immediately jumped out of the pocket.

With a pop, he rushed to the corner of the firewood room.

Monsoon Smoke looked at the black creature standing in the corner, guarded, in amazement.

It was a half-sized canine, with black fur shining all over its body, a pair of blue eyes that looked bright and charming, and its vertical pupils were full of vigilance and nervousness, and the back was erected.

"That mount of yours doesn't work, this ......" Flowing Fire looked at Monsoon Smoke and just spoke.

Monsoon smoke, "Howling sky! ”

Flowing fire, "?? ”

"Ahaha, it's you, Howling Dog!" Monsoon Smoke stared at the fried canine with glowing eyes, and without doing anything, he directly labeled people as a roaring dog.

"Wait, it's not a dog......" Liuhuo frowned, and just wanted to explain, but suddenly ...... He fell into a warm embrace.

Ji Fengyan hugged the flowing fire in his arms, because the height difference between the two was almost the same, not to mention how subtle the picture of hugging each other was.

"Flowing fire, I really thank you so much."

That little black dog has satisfied Monsoon Smoke's obsession with the Howling Sky Dog, and now she doesn't have to cut wood to come back and carve one!

It couldn't have been better!

The flowing fire was suddenly embraced by the monsoon smoke, which made a buzzing in his head, and what he wanted to say was completely forgotten at the moment, and he was stunned for a while, and the flowing fire came back to his senses, and he pushed the monsoon smoke away in a little panic, but the perfect little face was dyed with a layer of deliberate redness.

Without waiting for Monsoon Smoke to say anything, the Drift Fire turned around and fled without a trace in front of Monsoon Smoke's eyes, leaving Monsoon Smoke and the "Roaring Sky Dog" in the firewood room wide-eyed.