[Chapter 53, Chapter 380: Raising a Weak Shit Scooper 2]
"Were you injured just now?"
Jian An's voice is calm and gentle, with a unique sexiness.
Without Wen Shinian's knowledge, the ears on her head moved twice again.
She staggered forward two steps, and when her upper body fell, her front paws landed on Jane An's thigh.
The tiny mouth opened and a short croaking sound came out.
As for why it was short, Wen Shinian didn't know that sable was called that.
Jane chuckled after she called out.
He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wen Shinian's head with the tip of his index finger.
The thick fur was softer than he had imagined.
Wen Shinian raised his head, squinted his eyes and made purring sounds like a cat.
Jane An tried to reach out and pick up her small body.
Wen Shinian's limbs hung naturally, without any signs of fear or struggle, and his tail even twitched twice in the air.
"Young Master, are you leaving?"
The driver watched all this through the rearview mirror and spoke cautiously.
Jian An gently hugged Wen Shinian with both hands, staring at her with her light brown eyes.
"Will you come with me?"
Wen Shinian tilted his head in pretended confusion, and his short fluffy tail shook twice, as if he didn't understand what Jian An was saying.
Jian An chuckled softly, put Wen Shinian on her lap again, and gently stroked her body with her slender fingers.
"Let's go."
The driver received the response and drove away immediately.
The vehicle started moving again and the rear window slowly rose.
Wen Shinian stretched out his whole body and collapsed on Jian An's thighs like a cotton stick.
Occasionally, when Jian An touched him and he felt comfortable, a satisfied gurgling sound would come from his throat.
When the vehicle entered the gate of Jane's house, Jane An glanced at the little guy sleeping on her legs.
When he saw that she looked normal, his eyes flashed.
But soon, he returned to his calm state, without any desires or demands, and without any sadness or joy.
"Young Master, there are demon hunters from other families active in the eastern forests."
Jian An carried Wen Shinian into the Jian family's home, and a man in a suit came towards them.
He is a branch of the Jian family and is responsible for Jian An's daily life.
"Send someone to watch them and kick them out if necessary."
"yes."
Jian Qi agreed and turned to leave.
Jian An carried Wen Shinian back to the room. Before putting Wen Shinian on the bed, he went to the bathroom to get a clean towel.
Then he held the mink in one hand and rubbed her body with a towel in the other.
During this time, Wen Shinian didn't react at all. If it weren't for the wrong color, it would have been no different from a rolled-up towel.
Jian An wiped her whole body before putting her on the bed.
Almost at the moment it touched the bed, the hairy stick, which had been motionless just now, slid and slipped under the pillow.
Jian An: “…”
As if it hit the funny spot, Jian An laughed softly a few times.
Wen Shinian poked his cute face out from under the gray pillow, and looked at Jian An with his black bean-like eyes in confusion.
Jian An coughed lightly and sat on the bed.
He leaned sideways and hooked his finger at Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian shook his head left and right but didn't move.
Jian An looked at her quietly, a smile still lingering between her brows.
The man and the mink looked at each other quietly until Jian An shifted his gaze first.
When his back was facing her, Wen Shinian lowered his head, stuck out his butt, and rushed towards Jian An like lightning.
Before she met anyone, Jian An suddenly looked back.
Wen Shinian tried to brake suddenly but failed, and rolled to Jian An's side, bumping into his waist.
This silly and cute look made Jian An laugh again.
"Want a sneak attack?"
Jian An grabbed the mink and held it in front of her eyes. Her cold and frail face was as gentle as a pool of clear water.
The smile on her face was like petals falling into clear water, creating beautiful and gentle ripples.
"Woo~"
Wen Shinian wagged his tail, his round, moist black eyes showing innocence.
Jian An lightly touched Wen Shi Nian's nose with her index finger, placed her gently on her shoulder, and rested her cheek slightly on her soft hair.
“So warm…”
Wen Shinian obediently let him rub against her, and her little head would respond to Jian An from time to time.
"Young Master, it's time for you to take your medicine."
The warm moment was interrupted by Jian Qi's voice outside the door.
"Enter."
Jian An slowly opened her eyes, carried Wen Shinian to the table in the corner and sat down.
Wen Shinian struggled to escape from Jian An's arms, grabbed his clothes with his limbs, and climbed onto his shoulders in two or three steps.
The soft body wrapped around Jian An's neck like a scarf, and the tail hung casually on his chest, shaking from time to time.
Its head rested comfortably on his other shoulder, with its front paws folded and resting its chin.
Her overly familiar attitude made Jian An shake his head helplessly.
The speculation in my mind also loosened a little.
The Jian family's residence is halfway up the mountain, and Wen Shinian is a very rare sable.
It appeared here inexplicably, so it can only be a monster.
The Jian family's house is filled with talismans to suppress demons. Even a big demon would feel uncomfortable if it entered the Jian house.
But he seemed very comfortable with this one and didn't look uncomfortable at all.
The most important point is that demons will not be so close to humans.
Either his cultivation level is too high and he is not afraid at all, or he is just an ordinary sable.
Jian Qi walked in with a bowl of bitter medicine, and seeing a mink hanging on Jian An's shoulder, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
After all these years of taking care of Jane An, this is the first time I’ve seen him have anything close to him.
It seems that he really likes it.
Jian Qi handed over the medicine.
Jian An took it without changing his expression. Just as he was about to drink it, Wen Shinian on his shoulder suddenly sneezed.
Not just once, but several times.
Jian An tentatively took the medicine bowl away.
After the pungent smell disappeared, Wen Shinian finally felt better.
She pushed herself up and hit Janean in the face with her tail.
“Squeak!”
Jian An's face was covered with fur. She sat quietly for two seconds, then pinched the soft, short tail away with an expressionless face.
He picked up the medicine bowl again and tried to get closer.
The sable on my shoulder, which had quieted down, became noisy again.
This time, not only did the tail slap him in the face, but both front paws also stepped hard on his shoulders.
From time to time, it makes a squeaking sound.
Nian Nian prototype, hahahaha
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