The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 546 On Taotie’s Self-Cultivation (27)

It is wrong to compare all the strange beasts in the book one by one.

Each of these strange beasts has ferocious faces, and they also carry the imagination and awe of their ancestors, and their appearances are even more strange.

Although the little beast in front of him also looked strange, it was much more delicate-looking than those guys in the book.

"Forget it, I was thinking too much."

Song Chaoling had slept too soundly these past few days. Since a year ago, the nightmare that had tormented him every day had disappeared. It was when this little guy appeared that he never dreamed of that thing again.

This had to make him guess that it had something to do with the little beast in front of him.

It was late at night, but Song Chaoling was still reading, and Jiang Tang was already sleepy.

If he doesn't sleep, she certainly can't either.

"Ow."

Jiang Tang wagged his tail, and then put the tip of his tail on the page of the book, swinging it around, disturbing Song Chaoling's reading.

The man felt something and smiled helplessly.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed by yourself, I have business to deal with."

Jiang Tang quit.

I am hungry all day long, and I still come to urge you to sleep and catch your dream circle for you. Is it easy?You still stay up late, I don't take a beauty sleep.

So she jumped directly onto Song Chaoling's lap, then squatted on her hind legs, stood up straight, and directly punched the back of her head in front of the man.

"Hey, don't be upset, if you want me to sleep with you, just lie on my lap and don't disturb me."

Song Chaoling's voice was clear and gentle, but there was a hint of pampering in his helplessness that was not easy to detect.

Jiang Tang knew, this guy should be a plush control.

She almost gave in. After all, Song Chaoling also smelled delicious. Although it was not as delicious as Song Chaoye's, it should be a good dish.

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Thinking about it further, Song Chaoling might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Ow."

"Don't make a sound either."

The man stretched out his finger and poked Jiang Tang's head. It felt good, so he poked again, and finally put his whole hand on it.

Jiang Tang moved his ears, bearing the pressure of an arm above his head, feeling that it was too difficult for him.

There was no other way, she just squatted on Song Chaoling's lap like this.The candlelight flickered in the room, and it was extremely quiet, only the sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time.

What kind of atmosphere is this?
atmosphere of learning.

Then, Jiang Tang fell asleep.

Yes, she can't be blamed for this, it's all a physiological reaction.

In the middle of the night, she was woken up by a painful sound, opened her eyes and looked around, Jiang Tang found herself lying on the blanket, the sound came from the bed above her head, like a drowning person crying for help before dying , desperate.

Jiang Tang immediately jumped onto the bed, and saw the green dream circle lingering around Song Chaoling's head at a glance.

The number was more than the previous few times, almost surrounding the man's entire head.

Unable to think too much, Jiang Tang opened his mouth and bit, swallowing these dream circles one by one.

The dream circle disappeared, but Song Chaoling's expression hadn't slowed down yet. Qingjun's face was contorted, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Jiang Tang stretched out his small paws to pat the man's head, but suddenly his closed eyes opened, full of vigilance and killing intent, but depressed and desperate.

His claws were held tightly by him, and the force was so great that even a glutton like her could feel a dull pain.

Song Chaoling stared at Jiang Tang, staring at her eyes as clear as obsidian, as if he was still immersed in the dream just now, and gnashing of hatred rushed over his face.

Jiang Tang didn't struggle, didn't choose to scratch his paw, but let out a soft groan, and then used his soft head to gently rub against the man's cheek.

(End of this chapter)