Author: Snow Phoenix

After this hardness and softness, Jin Mang actually felt a little unable to bear it.

"You..." Her expression was complicated.

She actually wants to ask you if you have practiced this method of giving a red date with a stick. You are really very good at it.

Yang Yuhan heard what she meant, and said a little embarrassedly: "My mother is not in good health, and I usually take care of her. She... is not so obedient, so I..."

He said a little awkwardly: "Good health is really important."

Jin Mang blinked and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I understand."

After a pause, "Thank you."

"Then I will deliver milk to you in the future?" Yang Yuhan asked.

Jin Mang was startled, then said helplessly: "Okay."

After he left, Jin Mang was thoughtful.

This evil spirit... seems to like taking care of people, and... it looks so harmless.

Although Yang Yuhan's behavior so far gave people a friendly feeling, Jin Mang did not dare to relax at all, for fear that there would be a pit waiting for her behind.

[0909, Yang Yuhan...could he have a dual personality?] She couldn't help but ask.

0909:【...You are thinking too much.】

[Can your system also scan mental health?] Jin Mang raised an eyebrow.

【I don’t have this function.】0909.

[Then your words cannot be counted.] Jin Mang sighed.

Due to experience, she simply could not imagine that the evil thoughts of gods were a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the middle of the night, Jin Mang always felt hot. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that his bed... was glowing!?

She was so frightened that her sleepiness disappeared. She sat up quickly, ignoring the dull pain in her heart. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the quilt.

Then she saw a red luminous object rolling back and forth on the sheets.

Jin Mang almost thought he had encountered a supernatural event. After taking several deep breaths and observing for a long time, he realized that the thing was actually obsidian.

She hesitated, then reached out and picked up the obsidian.

Almost at the same time, a clicking sound suddenly appeared, and a dazzling light shot out from the eggshell. Jin Mang subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, a black hair ball brushed onto her face.

Jin Mang almost suffocated to death, and finally pulled the hair ball off her face. She took a long breath, stood up slowly, and turned on the light.

Seeing the hair ball clearly under the light, Jin Mang couldn't help but be silent.

"Why are you... red?"

"Ji?" Xiao Hongtuan tilted his head.

Jin Mang was even more confused, "You look like a cat, why do you croak like a chicken?"

The little red ball's ears are very pointed and long, standing high up, but its tail is very long and soft, and its body is round and about the size of a fist. It may look like a cat, but it's not necessarily true.

But the problem is...

Calling it obsidian is a bit inappropriate.

She thought for a while and said, "Let's call you Pomegranate." She remembered the little rabbit in Anze. The color of the little red ball's fur was very similar to that little rabbit, and they were both as beautiful as pomegranates.

Pomegranate seemed to understand and chirped twice more.

It was late at night, so Jin Mang couldn't sleep for a while, so he walked out of the room holding the pomegranate.

"Are you hungry? You want me to find you something to eat..." She couldn't help but stop when she reached the door of the kitchen.

The light in the kitchen is on.

"Xiao Guo'er, are you hungry too?" Yang Yuhan also called her after Xu Mian and others.

Jin Mang glanced at the ocean bowl he held in his hand, "Are you hungry?"

Yang Yuhan nodded and said with some embarrassment: "I can't help it. I have to wake up hungry every night."

Long body?

Jin Mang glanced at his body strangely.

It’s already 1.8 meters, how long will it still be?

Yang Yuhan also saw the pomegranate in her hand and was stunned.

"This..." He looked surprised, "This is... my grandfather's restrictive power?"

This time it was Jin Mang who was surprised, "How did you know?" Although she didn't mean to hide the matter, she didn't expose it in any way, right?

Yang Yuhan smiled and said: "Don't you know, the pets created by my grandfather's control power all have this image, the only difference is the color of the fur."

Jin Mang really doesn’t know about this, and there is no information about this on the Internet.

"Then does it need to eat?" Jin Mang asked.

"You can eat it or not." Yang Yuhan placed a ham sausage in front of the pomegranate.

The pomegranate sniffed and took a small bite, then turned away without interest.

Yang Yuhan continued: "Although they are all pets created by my grandfather's restriction, each individual is different. Whether it is personality, preferences or abilities, they all depend on their owner."

Jin Mang stretched out her hand and poked Pomegranate's soft body. She saw the little guy rolling in her palm and making several chirping noises in protest. She couldn't help but reveal a soft smile on her face.

"Then will it always be this big, or will it grow bigger?" She stroked the pomegranate's smooth and soft fur, squinting her eyes with a look of enjoyment.

"Also, does it always chirp like this?"

"It will still grow, but at most it will only be twice as big as it is now." After a pause, Yang Yuhan said: "As for language ability, every pet has different abilities. Some can only chatter all the time, and some can only chatter.

Can speak simple words, and some can speak complete sentences,"

Jin Mang got enough information and was in a good mood. He glanced at the bowl of bare plain noodles in Yang Yuhan's hand and said, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, she controlled the wheelchair back to the room and took out a jar of mushroom sauce from the locker.

"Here you go." She handed the mushroom sauce to Yang Yuhan.

Yang Yuhan was stunned, "Is this?"

Jin Mang said: "The mushroom sauce made by my grandma is very fragrant. It's just right for you to mix with noodles."

"...Thank you." Yang Yuhan said.

"You're welcome, I just ate the fried rice you made." Jin Mang waved his hand and said, "You can eat it, I'm going back to sleep."

As she said that, she yawned slowly and went back in a wheelchair.

Yang Yuhan held the mushroom sauce and said nothing for a long time.

It's not that he hasn't received gifts before, but he has never received such a casual gift.

Because of Yang He's grandson's status, even if his family is poor, people around him will view him with their own filters.

Those people worshiped him, loved him, and defended him, but they never helped him.

It's not out of indifference, but because... they put him on the altar, and how could a god... need the help of mortals?

Although he always looked easy-going and gentle, he was actually a person with a very strong self-esteem.

His mother taught him to respect himself and love himself, to be self-reliant, but she never taught him to ask others for help.

Likewise, no one ever found him in need of help.

It was difficult at first, but after going through it again and again, I got used to it.

He also thought that he did not need help from others.

But now, he realized that even a bottle of mushroom sauce could move him.

Such an emotion was so rare that he actually ignored the dull pain in his heart.
Chapter completed!