After Lan Shuang left, Ning Yufeng stood in the room and looked around. This guest bedroom was smaller, with only a single bed, a wardrobe and a bedside table.
One is standing against the wall, and the other is squeezed together with the bed, taking up almost two-thirds of the space, making the room look very cramped.
It was far worse than his previous cave, but people were... no, a tiger under the eaves had to bow its head.
He took off his slippers and lay down on the bed. He was instantly surrounded by the faint scent of laundry detergent. The smell was very similar to that on Lan Shuang. He couldn't help but turn over, buried his face in the quilt and took a deep breath.
"Finally, it doesn't smell like that man anymore."
The depression in his heart dissipated and his brain began to function normally. He turned around, looked at the ceiling and began to think about his current situation.
He is a tiger demon who has lived for thousands of years and is extremely powerful. Back then, he was plotted against by the ancestor of the Ling family and was imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower to absorb his luck, which was used as the eye of the formation to nourish the Ling family's feng shui. That's why the Ling family has been able to prosper and become a major family in the demon-catching world, and has been glorious until now.
But now that he is gone, the Ling family's fortune will definitely be affected.
But this is far from enough. A murderous intent flashed in Ning Yufeng's eyes. He is very vengeful and narrow-minded. He has been used by the Ling family for so many years. How could he let them go so easily?
Revenge is only a matter of time.
But there are more important things to do now. Lan Shuang is right. This is the human world. If he wants to live well, he must get used to and adapt to human rules.
For example, the strange bed he lies on, the square transparent glass window, and the flower-shaped table lamp on the bedside table.
"Is it a desk lamp?" Ning Yufeng glanced at it uncertainly. Lan Shuang had indeed introduced it to him in this way before, but how to use it...
He couldn't help but sit up, picked up the lamp plug, frowned and looked at it for a moment, then aimed it at the three-pin socket on the wall and tried to poke it in, but it didn't go in after several attempts. He said impatiently, "Tsk!" and said, "What a piece of crap!"
The big demon was in a bad mood. He exerted force with his hand, and with a "click", two of the three legs on the plug broke. Sparks flashed in the socket, and Ning Yufeng's fingers were suddenly stiffened by the electric shock. The current spread along his arm to his whole body.
His whole body trembled uncontrollably, "Ah——"
Feeling a stinging pain, he quickly sent out a burst of demonic energy, breaking the socket and making a hole in the wall.
"What's wrong? What happened...?"
Lan Shuang had just laid down opposite when she was woken up by his scream. The poor sound insulation of the house was also a problem.
Fortunately, the sound insulation is not good, otherwise this ancestor would have poked a hole through the wall.
Lan Shuang saw the tragic scene in the room clearly, her body slumped against the door frame, and she raised her hand to touch her forehead helplessly, "Ancestor, what are you doing?"
Ning Yufeng looked wary, as if he had encountered a formidable enemy. He pointed at the pitch-black pit and said in a hostile tone, "He electrocuted me!"
Lan Shuang: “…”
888: “…”
"You're fine, how could he electrocute you? He's not a living thing! What did you do just now?" As Lan Shuang walked in, she smelled a faint burnt smell.
She frowned and moved closer, only to discover the lame plug lying on the ground with its eyes open, and the socket broken into pieces.
Lan Shuang: “…………”
She was silent for a moment, then stiffly picked up the corpse of the lamp plug and asked in pain, "Why are you plugging in the lamp in broad daylight? Didn't I tell you to use less force?"
Ning Yufeng then realized that he seemed to have done something wrong. He touched his nose awkwardly, sat cross-legged, and muttered softly, "I didn't expect this thing to be so fragile..."
Lan Shuang looked at him dimly.
Ning Yufeng: “…”
He lowered his head and shut up.
However, when he lowered his head, Lan Shuang discovered that his hair was smoking.
888 reminded: "Host, his hair was burned by electricity."
Lan Shuang took a deep breath, her vision blackening, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I saw it, thank you."
Ning Yufeng lowered his head for a while, perhaps feeling a little hot, so he reached out and grabbed his head, then grabbed a handful of broken hair, some of which was black and gray.
Ning Yufeng was surprised: "What's going on?"
He grabbed another handful out of disbelief, and there was another pile of dust on the newly changed sheets.
Lan Shuang's forehead veins throbbed. The next moment, she dropped the body of the plug, grabbed Ning Yufeng's wrist and dragged him under the bed, "You—go take a shower!"
Ning Yufeng: "Oh."
…
After telling Ning Yufeng how to use everything in the bathroom one by one, half an hour later, Lan Shuang came out of the bathroom with a dry mouth. She was so tired that she didn't go back to the house. She sat down directly on the sofa in the living room, tilted her head, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.
After taking a shower, Ning Yufeng conjured up a robe for himself, put it on, and walked out barefoot, just in time to see this scene.
Lan Shuang didn't know when she lay on her side on the sofa, curled up with her body hunched over. Looking at her small body, she seemed to be in danger of falling at any time, and looked very pitiful.
Ning Yufeng paused and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He stood there and stared at Lan Shuang for a long time.
For some reason, when he first saw Lan Shuang's cat form and met those blue eyes, his heart moved. He felt inexplicably kind and familiar, and wanted to grab this little thing and knead it.
Looking at her sleeping face at this moment, this feeling not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.
"Well... stop messing around..."
Lan Shuang was really tired and started talking in her sleep.
Ning Yufeng's originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold, "Make trouble? Who's making trouble?"
He walked to the sofa, squatted down and stared at Lan Shuang's lips, wanting to see what other irritating words she could say.
However, after saying that, Lan Shuang closed her mouth and turned over. However, the sofa was not spacious to begin with, and when she turned over, half of her body was hanging outside the sofa. She was about to fall, but Ning Yufeng suddenly knelt on one knee and opened his arms, and Lan Shuang fell into his arms.
"You threw yourself into my arms. I didn't intend to do anything."
Ning Yufeng snorted, picked up the person horizontally, and turned into Lan Shuang's bedroom.
This time he behaved himself and didn't move at all, but as soon as he got on the bed, he wanted to change back to his original form. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he was too big and might even collapse the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he changed himself into the shape of a normal big dog, lying on his side beside Lan Shuang, flicking his tail, and holding her in his arms. He smelled her scent and then closed his eyes comfortably.
…
It was the transition period between spring and summer. Although it was not very hot, sleeping alone, hugging a furry ball, could still make one sweat.
Lan Shuang felt dazed and felt like she was soaking in a hot spring. When she opened her eyes, her whole body was wet.
——Digression——
I want furry too.
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