Raising beasts to become wives: Three young loyal dogs, and wolf wives to transform

Chapter 307 Can Any Reward Be Accepted?

And He Shuangjian has relied on Yan Mozhi since then.

Otherwise, with Yan Mozhi's cold temperament, he might not be able to meet He Shuang just because of the first life-saving grace.

Feelings are born from the source, and cannot be exchanged for any kindness.

He Shuang knows this.

The grace of saving lives was just a momentary chance, even an ordinary person at that time could drag Yan Mozhi wherever he was.

What's more, Yan Mozhi didn't get hurt that badly that time, he just passed out.

He Shuangjian still felt that he had stepped on shit luck.

With Yan Mozhi's affirmation, He Shuang happily flew in front of Yan Mozhi with the cup dug out of the stone in his mouth.

Gently put the cup next to Yan Mozhi's knee.

Put away the wings and claws, and the red beak.

Standing obediently next to it seemed to be a simulated snowball piled up by someone, but its eyeballs were rolling, as if begging for praise.

Yan Mozhi exhaled and breathed, and stopped adjusting his internal breath.

Looking at a glass of green and translucent liquid overflowing with the fragrance of plants and herbs in a stone cup, the lips that hugged each other bent.

"Thank you, my little bird."

After speaking, he picked up the cup and drank the contents in one gulp.

He Shuang flapped her little wings happily.

After drinking the concoction made from the spirit grass, Yan Mozhi's breathing became much more stable.

This is the spiritual herb that He Shuang only picks back once a day.

This Myriad Demon Cliff is not a place where not a blade of grass grows, nor is it a place that is not polluted by demon energy.

There is a mountain in the southwest. For unknown reasons, it has been protected from the erosion of demon energy, and there are many spiritual grasses growing on the mountain, many of which are so precious that even Yan Mozhi doesn't know the purpose of them.

But He Shuang saw that the local "indigenous" was clear.

Therefore, it wasn't that He Shuang, the professor of Yan Mozhi, met, but He Shuang saw the professor of Yan Mozhi.

Just now He Shuang saw and asked silently, it was purely a sneaky act of worship.

"come over."

Yan Mozhi waved to a bird flapping its wings happily.

Fortunately, the place has been swept clean, otherwise, He Shuangjian, who has nothing to do but flutters his little wings to express his feelings, will definitely be dusted by He Shuangjian every day.

Hearing the call of the beloved God, He Shuang obediently folded his wings, took a few small steps, and approached Yan Mozhi's knee.

Yan Mozhi cast a sideways glance at this bird with only a heart but no guts. It was funny in his heart, but he didn't expose it.

Every time he dispensed medicine, he deliberately used his own small mouth to crush the washed medicinal materials for him, such an obvious behavior.Really think that he is a great god who doesn't eat fireworks in the world and doesn't know love in the world.

In fact, Yan Mozhi himself also finds it strange that it's fine for him to have a good impression of someone who has only been with him for ten years.

After all, it is a person.

However, it turned out that he could develop a good impression with a bird that, besides chirping, was also thinking about taking advantage of him all day long.

Yan Mozhi felt that he was probably either crazy, or really bewitched here.

"My little bird, you work so hard every time, don't you want any rewards?"

Yan Mozhi picked up the snowball-like bird and put it on his lap.

He Shuangjian blinked his round eyes.

"Any rewards are fine?"

Yan Mozhi smiled, "Anything is fine."

He Shuang saw that the little wings had a tendency to flutter, but he endured it, and He Shuang stared at Li Mozhi's lips.

"I want."

(End of this chapter)