Tang Song looked up at Zhu Hao with a serious expression and nodded slightly. "I understand. Continue."
He wiped the drawing board clean and pushed it back.
With a blink, he picked up a pen and wrote a few everyday phrases on the drawing board.
He then pushed the drawing board in front of Tang Song and gestured with his hand according to the order of the text.
Tang Song stared at her with a serious expression, memorized the gestures for each word, and then tried to do it himself.
"Thank you..." Tang Song smiled somewhat stiffly, while awkwardly making a fist with his right hand and sliding it from his chin to his chest. "Is that so?"
He shook his head slightly, wishing her well.
【Ah...isn't that right? That's how the cubs gesture, making a fist and swinging it.】
Tang Song's ear tips gradually tensed up, indicating a state of high tension, and his tail stopped wagging.
Zhu Hao's eyes flickered slightly as she stared at his tail, which lay motionless on the table, and a single tail hair scattered to the side. She rubbed her fingertips together.
She stood up abruptly, adjusted his gestures, and subtly pressed the hair with her elbow, pulling it closer to her.
She held Tang Song's right hand with both hands, pried out his thumb, placed it on his chin, and pulled his wrist down to his chest.
Meanwhile, the hair under Zhu Hao's elbow was brushed down to the hem of her clothes.
Best wishes, a slight smile playing on her lips.
That's awesome! I got a single hair right at the start of the lesson!! Hehehe!
【Oh~ You need to press your thumb against yourself, but the baby's hands are so small, they can't even hold one of my hands with both of them, why are they so thin!? Should we hire a nutritionist to help the baby's body?】
The smile on his lips froze.
She looked up abruptly, her fingertips still resting on the back of his hand.
The warmth of her skin traveled through her fingertips to her heart.
Wishing you good health; your whole body will immediately feel hot.
Good heavens! What did she do?!
She took Tang Song's hand without asking!
Help!!
As if burned, Zhu immediately withdrew her hand, and a single hair from under her clothes fell onto the carpet with her large movement.
She had no interest in picking it up; her mind was filled with the image of them holding hands just moments ago.
This was different from the last time Tang Song held her hand and touched his Adam's apple in the back mountain.
At that time, I felt more lost and unaccustomed.
Right now, I feel nervous, timid, and indescribably shy.
She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
She raised her hand to her chest, and it seemed she could hear her heart beating.
Knock knock knock.
It was a sound emanating from within her body, not transmitted through the eardrums; it was a sound felt by her internal organs.
She bit her lower lip, her gaze fixed on the single hair on the carpet.
Oh no!
It seems she... has really fallen for Tang Song!
[Huh? Why did the cub retreat? Did I do something wrong?]
Tang Song tapped the canvas lightly with his fingertip. "What's wrong?"
Zhu Hao forced herself to look away from his lips, swallowed hard, dragged the drawing board in front of her, and hurriedly wrote, "It's okay, you did a great job, let's continue."
Tang Song nodded slightly, "Okay."
Throughout the rest of the lesson, Zhu Hao kept her head down, refusing to look at Tang Song at all, and kept a great distance away, as if she wished there was another table between them.
When Tang Song speaks, Zhu Hao no longer looks at his lips; the two can only communicate by writing on a drawing board.
After watching Tang Song, whose hair was styled in a whorl, all morning, I felt extremely depressed.
[Wait a minute, is this parent-child interaction...forced? The little one doesn't seem to like this kind of interaction. He doesn't even look at me, and he doesn't even check if my gestures are correct.]
Is teaching me sign language too boring for a toddler? Maybe we should try a different parent-child activity next time?
Zhu Hao bit her lower lip, touched the carpet with her toe, and gently kicked it. The carpet playfully rose up, then slowly fell back down, resting on the tip of her shoe.
She pretended to drop the pen, bent down to pick it up, and at the same time clutched the hair in her hand.
She got up again, and the hair went into her pocket.
Best wishes: "How about we stop here for today?"
Tang Song leaned forward slightly, and Zhu Hao immediately released the drawing board and pulled back into her grip on the brush.
【Hmm!? Something's not right! Something's really wrong!! Is the cub feeling unwell? Why does its face look so red? Has it caught a cold!?】
Knock, knock, knock, the study door was knocked on.
Aunt Zhang's voice rang out from outside the door, "Sir, dinner is ready."
"Mmm," Tang Song responded softly.
*
At the dinner table.
Zhu Hao, feeling frustrated, held her forehead, covered her face with her hands and strands of hair, and buried her head in her food.
Why was she so agitated just now?!?
Isn't it just that she's realized she's fallen for Tang Song?
Why make it so obvious?!
Tang Song has now also called Tang Xi, a sorcerer from another villa, to come and treat her.
Heaven is the witness!
Her blushing is from shyness!! It's not because she has a cold or is sick!!
Tang Xi sat down next to Zhu Hao and stiffly raised her hand to pat her shoulder. "Even if you don't have a cold, tell me if you feel unwell in any other way."
Zhu Hao gave a slight smile and said, "Okay, thank you."
Tang Xi nodded slightly, regaining her usual aloofness, and ate the meat with a blank expression.
Tang Song looked at Zhu Hao with concern, "Tang Xi, is she really alright?"
Tang Xi put down her chopsticks and lowered her eyes respectfully. "Wolf Lord, I have carefully examined Zhu Hao from head to toe. He is fine and very healthy."
[Really? Then why did you seem so listless and downcast when you were teaching me sign language in the study? And why were your skin visibly red? Is it really not some hidden illness? Should we call the old wizard back to take a look?]
Zhu Hao put down her chopsticks and finally looked Tang Song in the eye. She picked up the drawing board from the back of the chair and wrote with heavy strokes, "I'm fine, really!!!"
I'm begging you, Tang Song, please stop dwelling on this!
She's going crazy!!
"Wolf Lord, didn't Tang Xi say that Zhu Hao is alright? Don't worry too much." Tang Miao stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth and mumbled a word of advice.
He nodded repeatedly, wishing her well.
"Human diseases should be treated by humans. What's the point of having us wolf shamans treat them?" A female wolf with gray and white wolf ears suddenly spoke up beside Tang Miao.
Looking back, I felt she looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember who she was.
She assumed the wolves from other villas were coming to freeload, since there were too many wolves in the estate for her to remember them all; she was already quite good at remembering the few wolves in the central villa.
Tang Miao poked the female wolf with gray and white wolf ears. "Tang Qiao, don't say that. The tribe's shamans can treat humans. Have you forgotten that the old shaman is still out there treating patients and telling fortunes?"
Tang Song glanced at Tang Qiao, and the wolf lord's oppressive aura swept over from all directions, making the wolf breathless.
Tang Qiao immediately fell silent, lowering her eyes and muttering something unintelligible.
[Tang Qiao's words make some sense. Perhaps we should have a human doctor examine the cub to see if it has any illness?]
Zhu Hao's eyebrows twitched.
She should just focus on eating; Tang Song's mindset was beyond her control.
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