Chapter 35 Wolf Boy's Black Moonlight Master 03

Every five days, the Xie family would have a meal together to exchange feelings and talk about recent events.

This was undoubtedly a test for Shen Xinran. After all, the Xie family's patriarch had been in the officialdom for so many years, and it was very likely that he would discover that she had changed her mind.

So, she must be extremely careful.

When she arrived at the dining room, she first greeted her father and mother according to Xie Zhirou's memory.

As soon as he sat down, he heard Xie Shicheng say, "Zizhao, I heard you gave your sister a werewolf?"

Although this wasn't a question he was asking himself, Shen Xinran still felt worried for himself.

Xie Zizhao stood up and said respectfully, "Father, that werewolf is wild and hard to tame, so I'll give it to my younger sister for her amusement."

Xie Shicheng's face suddenly darkened, and he said sternly, "Nonsense! You knew that the werewolf was wild and hard to tame, yet you still dared to send such a dangerous creature to your little sister."

Xie Zizhao lowered his head and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Shen Xinran said in a petulant tone, "Father, that werewolf hurt me, and I took the initiative to ask for it from my third brother."

Xie Shicheng's expression softened slightly. He was obviously much more tolerant towards his daughter than his son.

He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Then you must be careful and don't let that beast hurt you."

Xiao Wenqing, who was still standing by, also had a loving look on his face. "Have you applied the ointment I asked someone to send you? You have fair skin, and scars won't look good on you."

Shen Xinran smiled at Xiao Wenqing, "It's almost scabbed over. Thank you for your concern, mother."

After lunch, Shen Xinran chatted with Xiao Wenqing about family matters for a while.

Only when she returned to her own yard did she breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that she had passed this hurdle.

When passing by the small kitchen, I saw a servant carrying out a bucket of raw meat. The strong smell of blood was so nauseating.

Shen Xinran stopped the servant and asked, "Where is this being sent?"

The boy lowered his head and replied, "This is the werewolf's lunch."

Shen Xinran frowned slightly, "Why feed him raw meat? Let's change it to cooked food!"

The servant sighed and said, "We changed his food, but the werewolf would rather starve than eat cooked food."

Chen Xinran chuckled and said, "It seems that he is not hungry enough. Then let him starve. When he is hungry enough, he will eat naturally."

The servant nodded, "Okay."

Around the third day, when Shen Xinran passed by the small garden, she saw the male protagonist eating cooked food. He was wolfing it down, as if he was afraid someone would snatch it from him.

Shen Xinran nodded with satisfaction. It’s not the Stone Age anymore, how can humans eat raw meat?

To Shen Xinran's surprise, Cuizhu came in anxiously in the afternoon. "Miss, the werewolf has started vomiting and having diarrhea. He seems to be dying."

Shen Xinran was stunned for a moment, and hurried to the small garden with Cuizhu. Before they even got there, they smelled a sour odor wafting through the air.

Cuizhu stood in front of Shen Xinran and said nervously, "Miss, it's too dirty here, you'd better not look at it."

But Shen Xinran had already seen that the male protagonist's body was covered with yellow-brown stuff, and it was unclear whether it was vomit or something else, which was really eye-irritating.

Shen Xinran could only order everyone, "What are you waiting for? Go find a doctor!"

Cuizhu nodded, "The doctor is on the way."

While waiting for the doctor, the male protagonist kept vomiting and almost vomited out his lungs.

When Shen Xinran saw this, she was shocked. Would this male protagonist let her raise him to death?

The doctor arrived quickly, but when he saw that it was a werewolf, he hesitated and didn't dare to move forward.

Cuizhu said tentatively: "How about using drugs?"

Shen Xinran was so angry that he yelled at the doctor: "He's already in this state, who else can he hurt?"

The doctor could only tremble as he stepped forward to take the patient's pulse. "He's got a stomach upset. I'll prescribe some medicine for him. He'll be fine after he drinks it."

Shen Xinran turned to look at the servant, frowned and said, "Have someone make medicine for him, and have someone give him a bath."

During this time, Shen Xinran just sat in the small garden. Cuizhu tried to persuade her to leave, but she refused.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but she doesn’t dare.

If the male protagonist is really raised to death by her, then the world will be over.

The male protagonist might have been exhausted. When the servant fed him medicine, although his expression showed resistance, his body did not move.

But her eyes were fixed on Shen Xinran. If looks could kill, she would have been killed by the male protagonist thousands of times.

Shen Xinran remained expressionless, but her heart was in a state of panic. She forced a smile through her tears, "Hero, I swear, I really didn't mean it."

But the brave will die of overeating, and the timid will die of starvation.

Having stayed in that world for too long in his previous life, Shen Xinran suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

If the male protagonist has always hated her so much, then she could have been offline earlier!

So, during the days when the male protagonist was taking medicine, Shen Xinran thought of a game.

She asked someone to find a basket of wicker balls and threw them at the male protagonist like a basketball.

Every time the male protagonist would be so angry with her that he would want to rush out like a madman, but the cage limited his range and he could only destroy the ball to vent his anger.

At this time, Shen Xinran would throw another ball over, and the male protagonist would destroy the ball again.

After going back and forth, Shen Xinran actually felt that this was a good way to kill time.

But over time, the male protagonist seemed to have developed an antibody to the ball. When he saw Shen Xinran throwing the ball to him, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

This made Shen Xinran, who had finally found some fun, very upset. Seeing that the last ball had been thrown, Shen Xinran could only walk to the cage to pick up the ball.

This gave the dozing male protagonist an opportunity. He suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Shen Xinran's hand with lightning speed.

Just as it was about to bite, Cuizhu, who was standing by, widened her eyes and cried out, "Miss, be careful."

Shen Xinran just frowned slightly, "You have to think it over carefully, don't you want to live anymore?"

The male protagonist, who originally wanted to bite someone, suddenly had a flash of his eyes. Biting the arm would not kill the woman, and she would definitely ask someone to beat her again.

The wolf pack's life principle is to call for help when encountering an animal they cannot defeat. If they cannot find help, they should run away, as saving their lives is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, the werewolf's open mouth turned into a tongue sticking out, and he gently licked the back of Shen Xinran's hand.

The warm touch gave Shen Xinran goosebumps instantly.

Oh my God, will the male protagonist be turned into a dog by her?

Shen Xinran withdrew her hand, placed it on the male protagonist's head, and said with a stiff smile: "Very good, let someone lead him to the yard."

Cuizhu frowned and said, "Miss, is there any danger?"

Shen Xinran snorted coldly and said the words from the plot, "Then have someone tie him up with a chain. I think this beast is quite suitable for guarding the house."

After Shen Xinran finished speaking, she turned around and saw the hatred that flashed across the male protagonist's eyes.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the male protagonist was just pretending, otherwise the plot would have collapsed again.

After so long, the werewolf could roughly guess what Shen Xinran meant even though he didn't understand what she said. Compared to being in a cage, being chained up would give you much more freedom.

He secretly swore in his heart: the moment he got rid of the chain, that would be the day this woman died.