The flow of spring water decreased, but the gold color deepened.
Song Yan wondered if the change was caused by her administering medication to someone else.
A few days ago, my mother-in-law's injured leg was bothering her, so Song Yan made her some ginger soup, saying it would dispel the cold, but it was actually just spring water. She felt much better after drinking it.
Song Yan only added it once, and didn't dare to add more, because she was afraid that adding too much would make the changes too obvious and cause unnecessary trouble.
Bai Shuang drank its fill of water and ate four boiled eggs before it was barely satisfied. Making it stewed chicken was an occasional occurrence. Hei Zai's nose was also quite sharp; one time it caught a whiff of something. Song Yan could sense that Hei Zai had become agitated.
Song Yan had actually considered bringing Hei Zai into the space. However, seeing how clingy Bai Shuang was even without entering the space, Song Yan wasn't sure if he could handle adding Hei Zai as well. It would definitely seem strange to others.
However, Song Yan wouldn't show too much favoritism; after Bai Shuang ate the eggs, Song Yan would also find opportunities to give some to Hei Zai.
In the afternoon, Wei Aiguo stood in the yard looking at Heizi, his face clearly unhappy.
Bai Shuang was familiar with Wei Aiguo and was very close to him. Hei Zai, on the other hand, was different. Perhaps because they were family and shared a similar aura, Hei Zai wasn't very hostile towards Wei Aiguo.
What is he doing?
"What are you doing out here in this freezing weather?" Song Yan called out to him.
As soon as Wei Aiguo entered the house, he asked, "Who named this dog?"
“Me? Look at him, he’s so black, not a single stray hair on his body. You know, they say black dog blood can ward off evil spirits. Even a thousand-year-old demon can reveal its true form.” Song Yan was still talking when he noticed Wei Aiguo’s expression had turned sour. He belatedly asked, “Are you unhappy or angry? Why?”
Wei Aiguo's stern face broke into a smile, and he put his arm around Song Yan, saying, "You're quite smart, so why do you act like an idiot?"
Song Yan looked completely bewildered.
"What did they call me when I was in J City?" Wei Aiguo asked.
It's a black spot.
Could Song Yan say he hadn't thought of that at all? "Wasn't that... just a temporary nickname?"
Wei Aiguo didn't want to talk anymore, so he kissed Song Yan hard. Song Yan let him rub her for a long time.
"I need to go cook. I can't keep waiting for Xiaoxiao and Mom to cook for me." Song Yan was so annoyed that she decided to escape as soon as possible!
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