Chapter 874

Gong Zilin carefully took out a thing from his arms and stuffed it into song Ningyu's arms. Song Ningyu frowned at the hairy little guy in his arms: "what's this?"

Lian Qing stared at the thing and said, "is this a little tiger?" it looks like a tiger. There are tiger marks on its body. It's just that this head is a little small, and its palm is bigger

Even if the tiger is born, it's not like that.

Gong Zilin glanced at Lian Qing contemptuously and explained, "this is a tiger cat! When you are bored, you can pinch it and soften it to relieve boredom."

"The master's eyes can't see. What if he runs away?" Lian cleaned her eyes. Song Ning Yu's trembling cat flashed a trace of contempt. Tiger cat, tiger cat, at least there was a tiger word in front. How can she be afraid of being like a mouse? It's a shame to relatives in the tiger world!

Gong Zilin glanced at the trembling cat and said, "if you run away, catch it and bake it. I heard that the tiger cat tastes good. I haven't eaten it yet."

The tiger cat immediately rubbed song Ningyu's hand uneasily, for fear that Gong Zilin would roast it.

Gong Zilin took out the dagger from his boots and began to clean up the two dying pheasants neatly.

Xiao Baobao and Ouyang Huo are washing their faces by the lake. When they see Gong Zilin killing chickens by the lake, their face suddenly turns green! Pointing to Gong Zilin, he roared, "bitch! How dare you kill a chicken with the water that I wash my face!"

Gong Zilin's action of killing a chicken was called a flowing cloud and flowing water. His cold eyes glanced faintly at Xiao Baobao's face. Xiao Baobao's momentum suddenly weakened, like a cat blowing hair, which was splashed down by a basin of water. Where is there any posture of blowing hair.

Ouyang Huo took out a cotton pad and wiped Xiao Baobao's face. He comforted with a warm voice: "it doesn't matter. The baby has finished washing."

Xiao Baobao hummed, pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "then I'll wash tomorrow morning! Bitch, if you dare to dirty the water, I'll steam you half and braise you half!"

Song Ningyu sat by the lake. The wind was cool at night. I didn't know what Xiao Baobao had put on her. In the mountains and old forests, there were no mosquitoes.

According to Xiao Baobao, it was the mosquito repellent powder Xiao Kun spent more than 10000 gold to make for Xiao Baobao.

When song Ningyu thought of the solemn Xiao Kun, the eyebrow angle couldn't be restrained. The patriarch Xiao's love for her sister was just so heinous that he even prepared everything for her, even the exquisite mausoleum!

At the thought of such love, song Ningyu couldn't help shivering. Only a tough woman like Xiao Baobao can hold it!

Gong Zilin soon cleaned up. His chicken hair was mocked by Xiao Baobao. Xiao Baobao didn't know what happened. Suddenly, he began to stick to Ouyang fire, wash his face, tell stories, and Xiao Baobao fell asleep.

Ouyang Huo reluctantly shook his head, glanced at the two very cautious maidens, bent down and gently carried Xiao Baobao into the carriage.

Xiao Baobao pulled a corner of his robe, and his pink lips burst into bubbles. He smashed it twice. I don't know if he dreamed of something delicious. Ouyang slightly lowered his head and looked at the tender pink lips. An inexplicable evil fire rose in his heart. He clenched his hands into fists, some self reproach, and didn't open his face. He saw two maidens standing outside the carriage door watching him freeze in place.

Ouyang Huo coughed a little uneasily, gently took out a corner of Xiao Baobao's robe, turned around, jumped out of the carriage and stepped into the forest.

The two waitresses looked at each other and looked at the sleeping young lady. Xiaobai went in and covered her with a quilt. They stood by Xiao Baobao from inside to outside.

Gong Zilin picked up some firewood and began to roast chicken by the lake. It was still a little cold in the spring night. Gong Zilin was afraid that she would be frozen, so he lit the fire not far from her. When he saw song Ningyu's hair for the little tiger cat, he felt some acid bubbles. He wished he was the cat!

Lianqing didn't bother them anymore. She stepped back slowly, jumped onto a big tree, yawned and fell asleep half asleep.

In the forest, there was the sound of insects whining up and down, and the occasional violent opening of matches was particularly clear at night. The silver water ripples with the weak wind, and the bright moonlight shines on their heads, as if everything was plated with a thin layer of white frost.

Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu, blinking and looking gentle, as if he had seen song Ningyu when he was old and white headed.

He rubbed against song Ningyu's side, pulled her wheelchair closer, and softly explained, "the woman I brought back seems to have been seen in Heishan hell before, so I want to save her."

Song Ningyu slowly closes her eyes. She follows the hair for the little tiger and cat in her arms, but gives Gong Zilin an indifferent look.

Gong Zilin touched his nose and asked softly, "why didn't you tell me?"

Song Ningyu opened her eyes, and her voice trembled: "I can't see. Gong Zilin, I don't know what the world I've been through is like."

In spite of the mess, Gong Zilin held song Ningyu and pressed his head in his arms: "I'm so angry that I didn't find out earlier. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. I'll be your eye in the future. Didn't the little girl say? The leader of the saint doctor's Pavilion can save you, but it's really not. Let's go to the poison doctor's master again. Since he can harm you like this, he can also save you."

To forgive a person is actually very simple. As long as you still love him and everything about him, as long as he gives a reasonable explanation, you will forgive him. Because you love him.

"Child..."

"It doesn't matter. We will have some more. Next time, he will find us." he knows that song Ningyu is because of poison, damn poison! The gratitude and resentment between Tangmen and them is getting deeper and deeper. Song Ningyu believes that one day, these gratitude and resentment can only be ended with a dead word.

"You said you saw that girl in Heishan hell?" song Ningyu grasped the key point.

Gong Zilin twisted his eyebrows: "when I saw that face, I suddenly remembered that heaven and earth can prove that, madam, she and I really didn't have anything. I... I was angry with you!" his voice was a little weaker.

Song Ningyu snorted coldly, "your roast chicken is burning." the air was filled with a strong aroma of barbecue. The dragon and snake came out of song Ningyu's wheelchair, wagged his tail and stared at Gong Zilin. The saliva of the roast chicken in his hand flowed.

At the sight of the snake, the little tiger cat in Song Ningyu's arms immediately trembled with fear. When the little white snake saw that his territory was occupied by a weak and useless cat, his anger rose sharply and hissed to warn the cat!