Tong Na couldn't help but vomit: "It feels like an old couple..."
"Perhaps." Nangong Yan shrugged.
"Brother, why does the cat you said think she is raising you?" Sawu asked Nangong Yan a little curiously.
Nangong Yan thought for a while: "You know that some cats will put some mice or other prey that she caught in front of your door, right?"
The girls nodded, they all knew this.
"Isn't that repaying favor?"
"Perhaps..." Nangong Yan raised his eyebrows, "But most cats don't hunt at you, they may starve to death, and then they will help you catch some prey and break your heart. "
The little guy rolled her eyes faintly. At the beginning, she herself was at a loss as to why Nangong Yan didn't go hunting, until she discovered the role of money... and what Nangong Yan did has always made his money even better. many……
"...Uh, it turned out to be like this." Sagumi touched her nose, "No wonder the cat is raising people."
"Because people and cats think of different things!" Nangong Yan continued, "There are some people who take a bath, and cats will guard outside the bathroom door. Do you know why this is?"
"Isn't it because the cat is waiting for you to take a shower and then sleep together?" Hoshino Hinata scratched his head.
"It seems because the cat is afraid of water?" Miao Nei said hesitantly.
Nangong Yan nodded: "Many cats have a natural fear of water, and they are also very resistant to taking a bath. They stay in front of the bathroom door and call from time to time to worry about your danger, so they can go there in time. It’s also broken to save you."
"The little guy was also afraid of water at first, but because we can communicate, she is not afraid now."
The black cat smiled and said, "Maybe the cat thinks she is raising you, but the cat's worries are not fake."
"That's true, it's a cat's confusion about human behavior." Nangong Yan thought for a while, "Let's talk about one last thing, about licking hair."
"Most cats, as long as she licks you, it proves that you are a brother in her heart!"
After speaking, Nangong Yan added: "Of course, except Yang."
Shi Yu nodded: "I seem to have heard that cats not only lick themselves, but also help low-status cats."
"That's right." Nangong Yan smiled playfully, "If you lick back when the cat licks you... then the cat will be stunned almost instantly."
"Puff~!" ×N
Are you the devil? ! God lick it back!
But if he really licked it back, the cat would be weird if he didn't doubt life!
Maybe the cat was thinking: what's the situation? Does this little brother want to rise up?
The little guy shook his beard: By the way, I never told him about these things, how did he know?
"It feels like using the different perspectives of humans and cats to write good things..." Nayu became very interested when she finished listening to Nangong Yan.
"Using the two perspectives of humans and cats alternately, while showing different ideas from each other, humans and cats can also walk along with each other. It seems that the ending should be warm."
Nangong Yan: "..."
"The ending should be warm... Do you mean just a little bit of abuse during the process?"
Nayu smiled: "Adjustment...just adjustment. After all, there are more interesting situations because of different ideas."
"...Just do it with you. If you really want to write, come and learn from me if you don't understand. If I don't understand, I'll ask the little guy."
Positive:"……"
"Then what name do you think seniors should use?"
"Ask me the name too? It's called...cohabitant..."
Women: "..."
What the **** is a cohabitant? ! Sounds very rude, okay? !
"Sometimes on the lap, sometimes ran to the head."
It seems...very good?
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"Although the name is a bit long, it sounds really good." The demon nodded after taking a look at it.
"It feels cute." Xiao Zhen looked at Yang and reached out and touched it. "It seems to be suitable for Xiao Yang..."
Nangong Yan shrugged, of course it fits, this is the tailor-made name.
"Nayu, I told you the name, so just write it."
But Nayuta: "..."
"Ok."
Just write, Nayu feels good anyway.
Looking at the time, Nangong Yan felt that Xiao Meilang Aicheng and the others could stay for a while and decided to talk about another topic.
"Sister Xiao Meilang, you decided to take the medical college entrance examination because of the influence of your family. So your understanding of medical skills should have reached a certain level, right?" Nangong Yan brought the topic to this point.
Xiaomei Lang Aicheng was stunned when her name was called by Nangong Yan suddenly, and then she nodded: "Ears and eyes have been affected, since I was a child, I have watched my mom and dad help others. I really don't have much trouble with the diagnosis of some common diseases. Problem, but what I often deal with is some trauma."
"Disinfection, bandaging, massage, etc., this kind of dad has taught me a lot...Oh, yes, he can also use a little bit of bone-setting techniques."
The girls were surprised, hearing Xiaomei Lang Aicheng say this, I feel that she does a lot!
After all, Xiao Meilang Aicheng is a high school student now.
"Then can you see what kind of problems everyone has?" Nangong Yan asked a difficult question, intending to see how much Xiaomei Lang Aicheng can do.
Xiaomei Lang Aicheng: "..."
"Teacher Nangong, are you kidding?" Xiao Meilang Aicheng's mouth twitched, "Just your medicated meal, what other symptoms can everyone have?"
Nangong Yan shook his head: "Observation is also very important. Although you have asked me to make up so many meals, if you carefully observe, through these few contacts, you should find a little problem somehow, and what you found before is fine."
Wen Nai first understood, and then said nothing, intending to see if Xiaomei Lang Aicheng could spot her old stomachache...but to be honest, she didn't think much hope.
There is also Nanami. Long part-time work does make her stomach somewhat problematic, but she also doesn't think Xiao Meilang Aicheng can see anything.
"Of course, there are some more common symptoms..." Nangong Yan smiled slightly.
Xiaomei Lang Aicheng: "..."