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

Chapter 205 Bedtime Stories
When Bai Mochen came back to his senses, he found that he had agreed, and he secretly despised this behavior.

But what you promise must be done.

Do what you say.

Just like Bai Mochen once said that he must protect Bai Xiaoshen, until now he has been working hard on this matter

Even if they clearly know that the other party has the ability to protect themselves, they can still protect themselves well.

But this does not prevent the sub-personality from doing things.

Bai Mochen knows best what he has said and what he has done, whether he has intentions or not.

If it's just perfunctory, why bother? It's a lot of trouble and annoying.

Only seriously.

"Lie down."

Bai Mochen covered the little guy with a thin quilt, but he was thinking about what story to tell.

He really hadn't heard of this.

Not at all.

Which cub is as delicate as Lingluo.

I still remember that when Bai Xiaochen took care of his cubs, each one of them was free from worries since they were young, and they didn't need to put much thought into it, they could handle everything by themselves.

And that's exactly where the downside is, it's handled so well that some old dad can't even be of much help.

"Once upon a time there was a young man who lived in the woods. He was hungry for three days and two days. Occasionally, he was unlucky and couldn't find food for half a month. He relied on drinking streams to eat fruit. In the end, he survived."

???

Xiaotuanzi was immediately confused, her little face flushed slightly, and her mouth was opened for a long time.

Is this a story?

Why do you think a little differently from Luo Luo?

clap clap.

Lingluo immediately started clapping her hands, even though she didn't speak very well.

But as the second papa, telling a story for the first time is already very good.

She can't discourage Papa's enthusiasm, but encourage him to talk more.

"Second Baba, you are amazing, you can actually tell a story smoothly."

Bai Mochen nodded disapprovingly, accepting this 'comment' shamelessly.

After all, who doesn't like to be spoken well by others.

"Go to sleep, it's over."

Xiaotuanzi curled his lips helplessly, and although he was extremely unwilling to sleep, he still closed his eyes obediently.

She has to work hard to sleep, and then make Papa feel that she is good at telling stories.

This will keep telling Lolo bedtime stories.

049 stared dumbfounded at this wave of suspected 'commercial bragging' in front of him, one big and one small.

Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't see that Bai Mochen was quite shameless.

This is comparable to Bai Xiao Shen.

To put it bluntly, this wave of Zai Zai is simply blind blowing, and the built-in filter is a bit outrageous, hum, lemon essence.

Bai Mochen naturally knew that the little guy was still awake, after all his clothes were tightly held by a soft little hand.

That posture was afraid that he would sneak away while she was sleeping.

Forget it, just stay a little longer.

Lingluo was a little afraid of being discovered by pretending to be asleep, so she was so nervous that she subconsciously clenched her hands tightly.

She hoped that Erbaba could stay a little longer before falling asleep.

Only by firmly grasping the corner of the other party's clothes can one feel a sense of peace of mind.

One was too lazy to reveal it, the other pretended to be sleeping, and the one big and one small fell into a warm atmosphere in an unknowing tacit understanding.

The silver-white moonlight stretched from the window to Bai Mochen's footsteps, and he raised his head suddenly as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Have you lost your mind?"

I have stayed here for so long.

The hem of the clothes that had been pulled by a certain ball was now hanging loosely by the side of the bed.

Bai Mochen quietly looked at that immature and innocent face, her black and beautiful black hair was quietly dyed with a silvery white color, as if it had been soaked in the shredded moonlight dye.

The pure color makes people feel affectionate.

He suddenly remembered the pure white color in the painting room, and thought about it carefully, the two are somewhat similar, but completely different.

As for the reason?

No answer for now.

This is just an intuition of Bai Mochen.

Sometimes he is surprised by his actions.

Whether he was influenced by Bai Xiaochen or not, only he knows.

……

"Well, Second Papa?"

When Lingluo woke up, there was no one in the room.

There was not a trace of familiarity left in the air.

Pulling her head together, she consciously slid down from the bed, entered the bathroom and stepped on a small bench to wash up.

During the process, some trivial sounds seemed to be heard, as if something had come in.

Followed by a faint milky aroma.

Sister Ah Jing must have brewed the milk powder.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tuanzi quickened his movements and ran out in a hurry, almost colliding with the person in front of him.

Thanks to her timely braking of the car, the collision scene was avoided.

"Good morning, sister Ah Jing."

A gleam lit up in Ah Jing's plain eyes, she didn't say anything, she just stuffed the baby bottle with the right temperature into the little guy's hand.

Lingluo was immediately overjoyed, holding the baby bottle, she sighed first, then paused and said, "What can Luoluo do without Sister Ah Jing making milk powder?"

Her favorite is the milk powder made by sister Ah Jing.

The fourth brother and the eldest brother have also soaked it, but the taste is always a little bit worse.

Obviously, they all use the same milk powder.

Ah Jing took advantage of the time when the little one was drinking milk, and unhurriedly combed her hair that was a little messy from sleeping.

【Baby, good morning. 】

"Morning duck, uncle got up really late today, is it too tired recently?"

049 felt the care of his host like a spring breeze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be held back immediately.

[Uncle is currently undergoing system maintenance, so the startup will be delayed. 】

It explained this on the surface, but there was no need to tell Zai Zai the truth.

To save Luoluo from worrying.

"Punch the card."

[Ding, Twilight Castle has been clocked in. 】

【Number of consecutive days: 5 days】

[Get 10 points. 】

[Zai Zai, take advantage of the time this time, remember to spend more time with your second papa, otherwise we will have to change places again when the next check-in task is triggered. 】

After all, 049 still didn't tell Luoluo about the random mission.

You tell it what to say, because the mastermind is planning to harm them.

Or if you fail to complete this task, you will die.

These certainly cannot be said.

Of course, according to 049's understanding of Luoluo, it must be no problem to complete this task, unless the mastermind set up a certain pit for them.

Even if the possibility of completion is very high, as long as there is a slight possibility of failure, I cannot tolerate it.

049 can't bear the consequences of losing Luoluo, even thinking about it makes people feel very scared.

It doesn't say anything, just because it is sure that Zai Zai can escape the punishment of failing the mission.

Even at a great cost.

Relying on others is never as good as relying on yourself.

This is 049's survival rule for many years.

The survival of the fittest among systems is far more cruel and strict than that of human beings.

Obviously have self-awareness, but fail to meet the target, they will be destroyed immediately humanitarianally.

Most systems work this way.

Of course, there are systems that go through the back door and through relationships.

049 has no background and a weak system, if it doesn't want to be destroyed, it can only work hard.

As for the deeper reason why, even it itself is not clear.

(End of this chapter)