The wolf girl is also black

Chapter 7
"嗖嗖" was accompanied by a sharp and clear whistle, and the sound of thick hooves stepping on the ground came from a distance. Such a loud rumbling sound could be seen from an animal.

Looking at the snow wolves gradually revealing themselves, Qinghe smiled happily from the bottom of her heart, one, two, three...these seven snow wolves are her family.

She still can't figure out why these wolves didn't eat her back then, maybe it was because the natural force in her made them feel kind, or maybe it was because they had aura and knew that she was different from those cows, sheep and deer, so they didn't eat her. When food.

In short, no matter what the reason is, not only did they not eat her, but they pampered and doted on her extremely. Yes, it is doting. In the eyes of others, they are just wolves, but in her eyes, they are the family members who dote on her very much. .

As long as she needs it, no matter what it is, they will rely on her.

I remember that when she was just able to speak, and even gestured for them to feed her prey, these wolves immediately went to get her a little chick back, and she couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it.

But it also felt very warm, maybe they deliberately bought her a newborn chick because of her small body.

Later, after they gradually got to know her living habits, they would automatically bring her a small animal back every time it was time to eat.She had had enough of barbecue, wandered around in the woods and found all kinds of wild fruits and fish in the river, so they knew another hobby of hers.

Every time Snow Wolf comes back, he will bring some wild fruits or fish, and some strange things for her. If she eats them, they will bring them back to her next time. I won't bring it to her anymore.

The snow wolf who took care of her like this, did not love her, they were her closest family members.Although she always wanted to go out, she couldn't let them go when she really wanted to go out, otherwise she wouldn't be so entangled today.

In the first six years with them, it can be said that her life was not bitter at all, and she never felt lonely at all.

She often wondered if the gods treated him unfairly in the previous life, and whether they compensated her in this life.These little fellows who don't know what species they are, but she regards them as snow wolves are very aura.

Because she always talked to them, they took a long time to understand her meaning at first, and now they are no different from people.

They could understand what she said, and they would respond to her, and she could also understand what they meant from their eyes, howling wolves, and the tacit understanding cultivated over the years.

She is a well-deserved wolf girl, raised by wolves, can understand wolf language, can communicate with them, and is loved by them Qinghe.

Sometimes she felt that the wolves treated her like a child.Because they have no children themselves, which is a very strange thing. There are also female wolves among these wolves. This is what she discovered secretly. There are male wolves and female wolves, but they have not given birth to a wolf cub.

Even the Xiaohe in her arms is not their child after her research, and this Xiaohe was the first to discover her, and he is still so small until now. If you talk about other snow wolf monsters, they are so small. And it is the only strange thing.

She used the power of nature to check their bodies more than once. The seven big snow wolves and one little snow wolf didn't have any problems. Their physical functions couldn't be better. Every organ in their bodies exudes infinite vitality. Years passed and there was no sign of aging.

Maybe it's because she doesn't know enough about their species, and she has to wait to find someone who knows about wolves, but now, their health is undoubtedly the happiest thing for her, and they can always be with her.

Qinghe slowly closed her eyes, and Xiaopang lay on Xiaoliu's body, hugging its neck.Feeling the gentle breeze sweeping across her cheeks, she felt very comfortable and relaxed, and her mood was much more cheerful.

There are seven snow wolves in total. For convenience, she named them Xiaoyi, Xiaotwo, Xiaosan, and so on to Xiaoqi. Words, they are the greatest wealth in her life.

"Microbiological Mansion"

"Young master, young master, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up, the old man will die of anxiety." A man in his thirties was standing in front of a child's bed in a Chinese tunic suit. It was a look of surprise and relief.

"Cough cough" Weisheng Yueren wanted to speak, but the dryness of his throat made him cough unconsciously.

The man who spoke just now looked like a housekeeper and quickly shouted to the waiter behind him: "Quick, quick, pour a glass of water for the young master, and then go and inform the old man that the young master is awake."

"Yes, yes," the two women behind heard, and agreed with excitement, and then went to complete the housekeeper's order in an orderly manner.

After drinking the water, Weishengyueren finally felt better: "Uncle Zhao, how is my grandpa?"

The housekeeper known as Uncle Zhao sighed: "The old man is holding on now. It is the greatest comfort to him that you are safe and sound."

As soon as Uncle Zhao finished speaking, he saw a 50-year-old man walking in quickly with an excited face, stepped forward and held the boy's hand tightly.

If Qinghe were here, she would find that this boy who excited everyone and was a little weak just woke up was the one who made her teeth itch with hatred.

However, what is unexpected is that the fragile and beautiful little boy who closed his eyes tightly before, opened his eyes and turned out to be so touching.

A pair of big black and white eyes, clear, bright and dark, such contradictory eyes on him, but it is not disobedient at all, the bottomless darkness actually added a bit of strange temperament to him, which can't help but let him People are amazed, how can a nine-year-old boy have such a temperament.

"Yueren, you are finally all right, grandpa, I am relieved at last." The man's eyes were both relieved and a little hurt.

This man with a good appearance, clear facial features, a handsome man, and a torch-like gaze, about 50 years old, makes one immediately imagine that this man must have been a man who fascinated thousands of girls when he was young.

It's just that at this time, he is obviously a little depressed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have deepened a lot, and those sharp, iron-blooded and resolute eyes have also lost some color at this time, revealing the expression of an ordinary old man.

Weishengyueren's bright black and white eyes dimmed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, I only have you, you must hold on."

Just such a simple and plain sentence made the iron-blooded man's eyes moist, and he nodded vigorously, as if muttering something in a low voice, but the voice was too low, and no one could hear it except himself.

Looking at this scene, Uncle Zhao's eyes were obviously a little moist. The family that was originally extremely happy, grandpa, grandma, son, daughter-in-law, and grandson, now there are only grandpa and grandson left. God is so cruel.

(End of this chapter)