Blood Race Little Milk Bag: I became a group pet by punching in

Chapter 204
049 wished he could rub his eyes well.

It also doesn't know if it has the so-called illusion because of the dim light.

It was supposed to be a normal landscape oil painting, but somehow there was a weird taste.

Assuming that what you see with your own eyes is real, what about the extra things?
The extra figure under the ginkgo tree, the part swallowed by darkness in the sea of ​​roses, and the slightly bent back of the boy.

Although many thoughts flashed through 049's mind, they were only guesses after all.

It was impossible to expect Bai Mochen to explain.

After all, the oil paintings are well hidden.

If it wasn't for Zai Zai's sudden visit and his irresistible curiosity, no one would have discovered it.

The thick pure white world conceals the strong colors inside.

Some can be uncovered, while others can only be buried deep in the ground forever.

What are the other two walls?

Unfortunately, the door has been firmly locked.

Unless Luoluo can 'get' the key from Bai Mochen, or let the other party take her in.

Both the former and the latter are extremely unlikely.

Of course, another possibility is to turn over the window, but unfortunately it is too dangerous.

If you fall down suddenly while climbing, you will really fall to your death.

"Second papa?"

Xiaotuanzi raised his head slowly, and carefully glanced at Bai Mochen.

The latter didn't say a word as if he didn't hear it.

Her delicate fair face suddenly turned pale, revealing a bit of indescribable guilt and fear.

"Is Second Papa angry?"

"I'm sorry, Luoluo just wants to have dinner with Papa."

"The door wasn't locked, and then... I didn't hold back to go in. It's because the nest didn't control my hands and messed with Papa's things."

Lingluo resisted the urge to choke, and gently tugged at the corner of Bai Mochen's clothes.

She was afraid that Erbaba would ignore Luoluo.

People just want to be obedient to what Papa likes.

"Not angry."

Bai Mochen stretched out his skeletal palm and touched the little guy's head like the main character, maybe this body has been done many times before.

Therefore, the movements are exceptionally skilled and gentle.

He repeated it expressionlessly, and saw Lingluo laying in his arms silently, his expression finally changed a bit, and he paused for a while before asking in doubt: "Why are you angry?"

From Bai Mochen's point of view, although he found out that the studio was broken into suddenly not long ago, he felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.

But at least not to the point of being particularly irritating.

This emotion is what I don't need.

The wisest thing to do is always keep calm.

"Second Baba is really not angry?"

Xiaotuanzi repeated it weakly, and his ruby-colored eyes shimmered, revealing a small expression of surprise and timidity.

Bai Mochen responded strangely, he was a little uncomfortable at first.

But seeing the pitiful appearance of the little cub now, I felt a little unbearable for no reason.

It must be the master personality at work.

They are obviously asleep, but they still want to come out to affect themselves.

"Luoluo promises that she won't make mistakes again in the future, and next time she must get Erbaba's permission before entering."

Lingluo immediately made a gesture of 'Fourth', with the shadow of Bai Mochen reflected in her eyes, her earnestness was particularly obvious.

She exhaled quietly, and rubbed her face against the other's chest, and she could hear the clear heartbeat in her ears.

Pound, thump.

Gollum.

Bai Mochen looked at the shriveled belly of a certain dumpling.

Oh, I'm hungry again.

He couldn't help speeding up his steps, and came to the living room in a few strides.

Ah Jing moved a long table out of nowhere, and when she was serving the dishes, they just came back.

As usual, Bai Mochen took Luoluo to wash his hands first, perhaps Bai Xiaochen had specially instructed him before, and every step was very meticulous.

Although it felt a little cumbersome, I still did it obediently.

……

The night came very smoothly, but it was just dinner time, and the sky was already too dark to find any other colors.

In the dark sky, bright little lights are scattered all over the place.

The castle at dusk can be seen more clearly than the location of the city.

Even the evening wind is a lot gentler, although it is mixed with a hint of cold floral fragrance, it is particularly touching.

Xiaotuanzi touched his bulging belly.

The meals cooked by Sister Ah Jing are also delicious, but I am a little full.

She pulled Bai Mochen's trousers pitifully.

"Can Erbaba... tell Luoluo a story?"

Bai Mochen didn't know if it was because of being caught at the bottom of his trousers, or because Bai Xiaochen's instructions didn't turn around and leave.

He stood there in silence for a moment, his expression seemed to be hesitating, and he seemed to be struggling with something.

Feeling her body suddenly lose weight and being hugged in someone's arms, Lingluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Second Baba, this should be regarded as a promise.

The original skirt was stained with oil when eating, and it was replaced by Ah Jing long ago, and a washing fragrance came in the middle.

Of course, in order to prevent Erbaba from escaping, Xiaotuanzi took him for a walk outside and came back.

Although I really want to stay with Papa again, but it's so late, I can't continue walking.

Her chubby legs were tired and sore.

Bai Mochen put the little guy on the soft bed.

Ling Luo obediently and consciously took off her shoes, she was really too embarrassed to bother Papa.

Do your own thing.

Always bothering others will make them feel like a burden and be hated.

Xiaotuanzi deliberately straightened his body, like a student listening to the teaching, looking at Bai Mochen eagerly, his bright eyes seemed to say, "Papa, hurry up and tell a story, Luoluo wants to hear it."

"I do not know."

Bai Mochen said three words without blushing.

He was telling the truth.

The main personality has never told a story to anyone, and neither does a sub-personality, which is normal.

"Papa knows how to talk, you can talk about anything, Luoluo is not picky at all."

Lingluo shook Bai Mochen's arm coquettishly, she just wanted to stay with Erbaba for a while longer.

Luo Luo would be afraid to sleep alone.

But I'm not that familiar with Erbaba, so I'm too embarrassed to say that I want to sleep with him.

After all, the time we get along is relatively short.

The second is that in the afternoon, it seems to make Papa angry, although the other party said that he is not angry.

But up until now, Xiaotuanzi hadn't said a few words to Papa properly, so it was hard to feel that it wasn't a cold war.

She doesn't want to look like this.

"Second Baba, is it really not possible?"

Bai Mochen was bewitched by this soft and waxy voice and lost his mind for a moment.

He looked at the little guy's expectant gaze, and suddenly found it hard to refuse.

It seems that he has understood Bai Xiaochen's behavior.

When the little cub acted like a baby, he really couldn't stand it.

(End of this chapter)