Chapter 479: Picked up a cute Corgi (8)
"Come here and sit down for a while."
He sighed and patted his side lightly, motioning to Xiang Xing.
Looking at the leather sofa that was as high as himself, Xiang Xing was silent for a moment...
I can only raise my front paws, pull and push **** my short legs, and try to climb up.
Until Conai seemed to be unable to look anymore, with a faint smile, he picked up the nape of her neck and lifted her up.
"My name is Conai, what is your name?"
After setting her up, the man took the gauze and bandaged himself, while asking quietly.
"Xing Xing."
The little guy lay on the sofa, looked up at him, and answered obediently.
"It's quite proper to have a name and a surname."
Conai smiled.
Eyes drooped slightly, "Where is your home? I will take you back tomorrow morning."
"...I grew up in the mountains without a home."
Xiang Xing replied solemnly.
The unexpected words made the man pause again.
"so."
He nodded slightly, and didn't ask much.
Only after wrapping herself up, she suddenly turned sideways, hugged the small hair ball, and put it on her thigh.
Immediately he pressed Xiang Xing's injured leg that was still swollen.
The voice is still very soft, and reveals a faint, imperceptible tenderness, "How did you get this hurt?"
"hiss……"
The little guy was hurt by his pressing, and barked his teeth.
The small pointy ears drooped into a small plane subconsciously, muttering softly, "Yes, I was chased by someone, and then hurt by the dead wood of Daqingshan."
"Daqingshan."
Conai pondered for a while.
He narrowed his eyes lightly and sneered faintly, "It was the notorious Forest Hunting Team who had contracted Hongyuan Real Estate to clear the field, right?"
"...You know that too?"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Xing raised his dark soft eyes and tilted his head to look at him.
He blinked, curious, and asked with a little excitement, "Could it be that your injury was also beaten by the Hunter Forest?"
"..."
Konai froze for a moment.
But he faintly curled his lips and smiled, shook his head, "No."
The topic didn't go on anymore, his fingertips with distinct knuckles continued to rub and twist on Na Corgi's short legs, looking for the most injured position.
Until Xiao Wang Jiang's body on her lap suddenly stopped, she couldn't help but wailed.
He stopped and nodded slightly, knowingly.
The other hand immediately took out a bottle of yellowish-brown liquid that looked like boiled potion from the medicine box.
After that, he pulled away the soft fur on his short legs and began to apply and massage the little guy.
Sniffing the faint herbal fragrance, coupled with the massage with the right strength, Xiang Xing's whole Wang couldn't help but relax, lying on his stomach softly.
It's amazing to say that the pain in the leg really faded slowly after being cured by the medicinal liquor.
Until the man let go, the little guy stretched out his short legs subconsciously.
"Wow!"
She exclaimed, her eyes widened in surprise, and her head was lifted happily.
He smiled and looked at him, "You, your medicinal wine is amazing! The speed of pain relief is too fast?"
"This is our family's secret recipe from the ancestors."
Conai's delicate brows were raised slightly, and he couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft little head.
Suddenly he gently picked her up and put it on the sofa beside her.
The tight jaw struck a little, "Try to see if you will feel uncomfortable when you start."