My Girl and Tenderness

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It would be bad if you are not careful and get a hole pecked in it.

but……

Snap, snap!

Looking at the way it flapped its wings anxiously and stared at the bowl in his hand, it probably had no interest in him and just wanted to eat the rice rolls.

Do owls like rice rolls?

This thing isn't a carnivore?

He was a little confused, after all, he was not a professional, but because it was so cute, he was willing to give it some powder.

"I'll open the window for you, please don't peck me."

Qin Kong pointed at its head, and unexpectedly it nodded in a very human way, giving him the illusion that it could understand what he said.

"How can it be."

He shook his head. Perhaps it saw his fingers moving and attracted the owl's attention. Owls have good dynamic vision and moving objects can easily attract their attention.

Click.

After unlocking the window, he cut a crack in the window, still worried that it might suddenly peck him, but when he saw Qin Kong open the window, he just stood there quietly, with his wings retracted behind him.

Clever.

It's easy to think of a child who makes a fuss at first but becomes satisfied after getting what he wants.

There is a saying that the higher the level of an animal, the smarter it is. Creatures at the top of the food chain, like owls, seem to have a pretty high IQ.

He smiled and placed the bowl outside, where it was supported by the railing and windowsill outside.

"Cuckoo!"

The owl's bright yellow eyes seemed to light up, and it rubbed its little paws happily, then lowered its head and began to eat the rice rolls.

“You’re actually eating.”

Qin Kong looked curious, watching such a big bird eating with relish, and his mouth curled up slightly. He had raised some small animals before, and watching these little cuties eat was healing, which he found very interesting.

"Can I touch it?"

He muttered something quietly, and the owl seemed to hear his voice and looked up at him, then lowered its head to eat again.

Qin Kong carefully reached out his hand and gently touched its head, tickling it along the direction of its feathers. It was very smooth, and it felt so good that he couldn't let it go.

"Cuckoo..."

It couldn't help but squint its eyes slightly and looked very comfortable. As expected, no matter what kind of bird it is, it likes to be tickled by others.

Qin Kong smiled and said -

"You really don't bite me. You're so good. It seems that you also know how to choose between having enough food and not having enough. If you don't peck me, you can come back later."

Hmm... But isn't this a bit bad? After all, it's a wild animal. Will anyone cause trouble if I feed it like this?

The current animal protection situation is so chaotic that it is hard to understand.

Forget it, take care of him.

Qin Kongnian was very insightful. He touched its feathers and said: 6∠±㈢—×si≡㈣ˉ∏⒉^∨

"You eat slowly here, I will continue to work."

"Goo."

Its bright yellow eyes watched him go back to work, it raised its paw to scratch the place where he had tickled it, then it pushed open the window and walked in directly from outside with the bowl in its mouth.

"Ok?"

Qin Kong looked at it helplessly and smiled -

"You're really so sociable. Just walking in like that, aren't you afraid that I'll stew you?"

“Gugu!?”

As if it was frightened by his words, it pretended to run away in fear.

"Just kidding, it's weird, it's like you can actually understand me."

He wondered if there was something wrong with him. This was too unscientific. He stretched out his finger and poked its fluffy feathers. He watched it gently bite his finger. It didn't hurt at all. Instead, it felt close to him. He smiled and said, "You came in with an empty bowl. What's wrong? Do you want more? You are such a glutton. Wait a minute. I'll make you another one."

"Cuckoo."

The owl waved its wings happily, and then began to walk around the kitchen with its little claws. Qin Kong was originally worried that it might suddenly fly around and cause trouble, but now he saw that it was still very well behaved.

So nice, so cute and well-behaved...

"I really want to secretly catch it and keep it at home."

"!"

With a snap, the owl ran back to the window in fear, and looked at him with its intelligent eyes, as if it was looking at a robber who wanted to rob a woman.

She is really smart and can sense his "evil intentions".

Qin Kong smiled, made another portion of rice noodle rolls for it, nodded its head, and said -

"You eat my rice noodle rolls and you're still on guard against me, you have no conscience. If I support you, won't you be able to eat delicious food every day? You don't have to do anything, you really don't know how to be kind."

"Is it easy to find food outside? If you rely on yourself, you will go hungry for nine meals out of three days. Isn't it better to have someone to provide meals every day? Don't you think so?"

"Cuckoo?"

It tilted its head cutely, as if a little shaken, and there was a sense of insufficiency in its intelligent eyes.

Qin Kong was just saying it casually. He was making breakfast and his mouth was busy. He could talk a lot to a bird, just to amuse himself.

After eating another serving of rice noodle rolls, this silly and cute owl finally remembered something and ran to the kitchen counter beside him.

"What are you doing? Don't get so close. It would be bad if you get burned by the stove. What do you want to do?"

He reached out his hand with some concern, lifted its belly, and let it leave the "danger zone".

It scratched the air with its two little paws, then grabbed his arm and climbed up to his shoulder, rubbing its head against his face to get his attention.

"What's wrong? What do you want?"

Qin Kong looked confused.

I saw it burying its head in its big wings, groping for a while, and then took out a bamboo tube. It was hanging on its neck, but it was covered by thick feathers.

"What is this? For me?"

He became more and more confused, and reached out to take the bamboo tube. It could be opened, and there was a yellowed scroll inside.

"Eastern Cultivation Cave Heaven... Admission Letter?"

15. Do you want to learn the immortal magic?

What is this? A prank?

Qin Kong stroked the paper in his hand with his fingers. The yellowed paper had a unique texture. The handwriting was written with a brush from top to bottom, giving it an ancient feel with a faint rhythm.

What's amazing is that although he can understand what is written above, when he looks at each word individually, he cannot recognize it.

The entire article was written in an ancient style that was more like pictograms. He had never learned these characters, so how could he understand the sentences?

Countless doubts lingered in his mind. He slowly finished reading the whole article. Apart from the admission information and registration time at the very beginning, there were some strange sentences that made Qin Kong feel dizzy.

"What on earth is this... Mulan? Is this for my good brother?"

He looked at his good brother's name on the list, and Qin Kong suddenly remembered that the other party had told him yesterday to fill in the address of the admission letter here.

Is this it?

What kind of school is this? They use owls as postmen?

"Cuckoo."

The owl looked at him with wise eyes.

stomping on...

Just when Qin Kong was at a loss, footsteps came from behind him. Aunt Hong had finished washing up, and came to the kitchen with her hands behind her back. She poked her head out from the side of him and said with a smile - "It smells so good. I'm hungry."

"Ah, are you hungry? Then eat first, it's already prepared."

A large plate of rice noodle rolls has been prepared. Just add as much as you want. He was just thinking about putting the yellow paper away when a pair of red eyes saw it and asked curiously: "What is this? It feels a little unusual."

"This? This owl brought it. It seems to be related to Mulan."

"owl?"

Aunt Hong looked at the cute bird on his shoulder, and her expression froze for a moment. Qin Kong didn't know what to say, because he really didn't know what this "Eastern Cultivation Cave Heaven" was, and why it sounded so unreliable.

No wonder my good friends didn’t dare to let others send the admission letter to their home. If my parents saw that I had applied to such a fake university that they had never heard of, I would probably have to play mixed doubles on the spot.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

"Ok?"

Aunt Hong stretched out her hand and asked——

"Can I see it?"

"Ah."

It was just an admission letter, so it shouldn't matter. Qin Kong handed it to her directly, then walked to the dining table with the rice noodle rolls, and said with some concern -

"Is this school legitimate? It sounds like it has a cult vibe to it. It's not some pyramid scheme or shoe cult or something like that, is it?"

Good brother, are you conscious?

It’s said that you didn’t even apply to the same school as me. Fortunately, you are my brother. Qin Kong felt a little dissatisfied.

"Hmm...it should be fine."

Aunt Hong gently supported her chin, sat on a chair, eating rice rolls while looking at the yellow paper. The morning sunlight shone on her body, making her look beautiful.

Qin Kong also sat down to eat. Looking at Aunt Hong's posture, she ate a rice roll as elegantly as if she was having a meal, and read a notice as if she was reviewing a memorial.

Temperament is indeed very important.

"...Sir? Are you listening?"

"what?"

Qin Kong was unconsciously fascinated again, and said apologetically -

"Sorry, I just got distracted."

"..."

Aunt Hong looked at him and knew that he was fascinated by her. She blushed and said, feeling embarrassed.

"Really? I'm focusing on the wrong thing."

I complained, but I was very happy in my heart.

After being happy, she regrouped and said:

"It should be a good school. The admission letter directly mentions the cultivation method, which shows that it has a deep foundation."

"Cultivation method?"