As soon as this hardness softened, Jin Mang actually felt a little unbearable.

"You're ......," she said, with a complicated expression.

She actually wants to ask you if you have practiced, this method of beating a stick to give a red date is really too perfect.

Yang Yuhan heard what she meant, and said a little embarrassed: "My mother is not in good health, and I usually take care of her, she ...... I'm not so obedient, so I'll ......."

He was a little awkward and said, "Physical health is really important."

Jin Mang blinked, and couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, I see."

There was a pause, "Thank you."

"Then I'll bring you milk later?" Yang Yuhan asked.

Jin Mang was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly, "Okay."

After he left, Jin Mang was thoughtful.

This god is evil...... It seems that he likes to take care of people, and ...... It's harmless.

Although Yang Yuhan's performance so far has given people a friendly feeling, Jin Mang does not dare to relax at all, for fear that there is a pit waiting for her behind.

[0909, Yang Yuhan...... It can't be a dual personality, right? She couldn't help but ask.

0909：【…… You're thinking too much. 】

[Can your system still scan mental health?] Jin Mang raised his eyebrows.

[I don't have this feature.] 0909 tract.

Then your words cannot be counted. Jin Mang sighed.

Experience, she couldn't imagine that the evil thoughts of the gods were a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the middle of the night, Jin Mang always felt hot, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that he was bedded...... Glowing!?

She was so frightened that her sleepiness disappeared, and she sat up, ignoring the faint pain in her heart, she took a deep breath and slowly uncovered the quilt.

Then she saw a red, glowing object rolling back and forth on the sheets.

Jin Mang almost thought that he had encountered a supernatural event, took a deep breath several times, and observed for a long time, only to realize that the thing was actually obsidian.

She hesitated, reaching out and picking up the obsidian.

Almost at the same time, a clicking sound suddenly appeared, a dazzling light came out of the eggshell, Jin Mang subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, a black hair ball brushed onto her face.

Jin Mang was almost suffocated, and finally pulled the hair ball off her face, she let out a long breath, slowly got up and turned on the light.

Seeing the hair ball under the light, Jin Mang couldn't help but be silent.

"How are you...... Is it red?"

"Huh?" Little Red Tuan tilted his head.

Jin Mang was even more confused, "You look like a cat, why do you bark like a chicken?"

The ears of the little red group are particularly pointed and long, standing tall, but the tail is very long and soft, and the body is only the size of a fist.

But the question is......

It's called obsidian again, it's a bit unsuitable.

She thought for a moment and said, "Call you Pomegranate." She remembered the little rabbit in Anze, and the color of the little red tuan's fur was very similar to that little rabbit, and they were as beautiful as pomegranates.

Pomegranate seemed to understand, and chirped twice.

At night, Jin Mang couldn't sleep for a while, so he walked out of the room with a pomegranate in his arms.

"Are you hungry? I want to find you something to eat......" before she reached the kitchen door, and she couldn't help but stop.

The lights in the kitchen were on.

"Xiaoguo'er, are you hungry too?" Yang Yuhan also followed Xu Mian and they called her.

Jin Mang glanced at the large bowl he was holding in his hand, "Are you hungry?"

Yang Yuhan nodded, a little embarrassed, "No way, in the long body, I have to wake up hungry every night."

Long body?

Jin Mang glanced at his figure strangely.

This is all 1.8 meters, and it will be longer?

Yang Yuhan also saw the pomegranate in her hand, and was stunned for a moment.

"This ......," he looked surprised, "this is ...... My grandfather's conditioning?"

This time it was changed to Jin Mang, who was surprised, "How do you know?" Although she didn't mean to hide it, she didn't reveal anything, right?

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "You don't know, the pets created by my grandfather's restraint are all in this image, and the difference is only in the color of the coat."

I really don't know about this Jin Mang, and there is no information about this on the Internet.

"Does it need to eat, then?" Jin Mang asked.

"You can eat it or not." Yang Yuhan put a ham sausage in front of the pomegranate.

Pomegranate sniffed and took a small bite, then turned her head away disinterestedly.

Yang continued, "Although they are all pets created by my grandfather's conditioning, each individual is different, whether it is personality, preferences or abilities, it depends on their owner."

Jin Mang reached out and poked Pomegranate's soft body, only to see the little guy roll in her palm, making a few protest chirps, and her face couldn't help but show a soft smile.

"Is it always that big, or will it grow again?" She stroked the pomegranate's smooth fur and squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

"Also, does it keep twittering like this?"

"It's going to grow, but it's twice as big as it is now." After a pause, Yang Yuhan said: "As for language ability, every pet's ability is different, some can only twitter all the time, some can speak simple words, and some can speak whole sentences,"

Jin Mang got enough information, and was in a pretty good mood, glanced at the bowl of bare noodles in Yang Yuhan's hand, and said, "You wait."

With that, she navigated her wheelchair back to her room and took out a jar of mushroom sauce from the locker.

"Here you go." She handed the mushroom sauce to Yang Yuhan.

Yang Yuhan was stunned, "This is?"

Jin Mang said, "The mushroom sauce made by my grandmother is fragrant, just for you to mix noodles to eat."

「…… Thank you." Yang Yuhan said.

"You're welcome, I just ate the fried rice you made." Jin Mang waved his hand and said, "You eat, I'll go back to sleep."

With that, she yawned slowly and went back in her wheelchair.

Yang Yuhan held the mushroom sauce and didn't speak for a long time.

It's not that he hasn't received a gift, but he hasn't received such a casual gift.

Because of Yang He's grandson's identity, even if his family is down, the people around him will look at him with their own filters.

Those people adored him, loved him, defended him, but never helped him.

Not indifference, but because of ...... They put him on the altar, and God ...... How could they need the help of mortals?

And although he has always looked easy-going and gentle, he is actually a person with very strong self-esteem.

His mother taught him to respect himself, love himself, and to be self-reliant, but she never taught him to ask others for help.

Likewise, no one ever found out he needed help.

At first, I felt that it was difficult, but after getting through it again and again, I got used to it.

He also thought he didn't need help anymore.

But at this time, he realized that even a bottle of mushroom sauce could move him.

Such emotions were so rare that he ignored the dull pain in his heart.