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"Remember what I told you?"

The child, who had recovered some of his strength, was still pale and still wearing the tattered clothes. He held his head high and nodded to Zhao Yutang, "Remember."

Zhao Yutang said "hmm" and pointed in a direction, "You can hide there later. When my father comes, you will do as I say."

She touched the child's head and asked, "Can you do it?"

Her palms were soft and warm, and there was almost no weight on the top of her head. She did not cause any pressure or threat to the child at all, and the child stood still like a harmless little animal, "Yes."

He assured Zhao Yutang, "I can."

Zhao Yutang laughed again.

The child walked out the door, vaguely thinking that when she smiled, she always gave him an indescribable feeling, like comfort and discomfort, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he still wanted to see her smile. .

So is it her or him that is wrong?
In the evening, Zhao Anlin rode a small electric donkey home. When he was approaching the door, a kid rushed out of the roadside. Fortunately, he braked in time to avoid hitting him.

"Hey, whose child is this? Why did he hit the car?"

Zhao Anlin quickly stopped the car and picked up the fallen child. Seeing that it didn't matter, he was startled.

The child's cheeks were as white as snow, a gloomy and sickly white color, as if he had some terminal illness. Not to mention the clothes on his body, they were all in tatters and looked wrong no matter how they looked.

In particular, this child was very unfamiliar. Zhao Anlin was sure that this was not a child from their village.

He was confused and asked, "Whose child are you from? Where are your parents?"

The child stood dirty, with his big eyes drooped, looking pitiful and miserable. According to what Zhao Yutang taught him, he said, "I have no parents."

He grabbed Zhao Anlin's pants and said with a pale face, "Dad."

Zhao Anlin: "..."

He thought a few times, but in the end he was still kind-hearted and soft-hearted. He knelt down and hugged the child, and continued to interrogate him about his situation.

As a result, the child didn't remember much at all, so he said that he had no home and that his grandfather who raised him had died and had no choice but to wander around. He also called him daddy and grabbed his clothes and wouldn't let go.

To sum it up, he seems to be an orphan, and I don't know where he ran away from.

Zhao Anlin hesitantly took the child home, knocked on Zhao Yutang's door first, and said in an excited tone, "Yutang, look, your father and I picked up a child!"

Zhao Yutang pretended to be surprised, "Whose child is this?"

The child met her eyes and recited what she taught again, pretending to be quite presentable.

Zhao Anlin said, "I will go around tomorrow to see if anyone has lost a child."

He was a little confused, "Yutang, can this brother stay with us first? I don't think he has anywhere to go."

Of course Zhao Yutang agreed, "Okay, Dad, you don't have to worry, I can take good care of him."

Zhao Anlin laughed loudly, "I'm not worried, you are much more reliable than me."

"By the way," he asked the child again, "do you have a name?"

The child rolled his eyes, "Ji Chun." "The season of the season, the spring of the spring tree."

The name was just given by Zhao Yutang. There is a big Chinese chrysanthemum tree at the entrance of their village, and it was purely made from local materials.

Zhao Anlin thought it sounded strange, "But I haven't heard of anyone named Ji in the nearby village. I'll ask tomorrow. The child shouldn't be far away. His home may be nearby."

He didn't know how to take care of children, so Zhao Yutang took the initiative to take over the responsibility. He first found a set of clothes that he had worn before, and then took Ji Chun to take a bath.

Ji Chun stumbled out of the shower and picked up his clothes. He saw that the top was pink and the pants were blue. They were very tender.

He has no stereotyped aesthetic concepts and doesn't care about the color of his clothes. He just wears whatever is given to him.

Zhao Yutang trimmed his messy hair, completely exposing his eyebrows. The pink clothes matched his skin color and added some color to his pale face. He now looked like a fair and beautiful little boy. She's a girl, but she's still well-behaved and doesn't like to talk.

"Go to sleep. You sleep with me. Don't grab the quilt. If you need anything, just call me."

Ji Chun climbed onto the bed and looked at her expectantly, "I want to drink blood."

Zhao Yutang ignored it, "I won't drink blood until I can't bear it anymore. Don't be too coddled."

He is full of energy now. He wants to drink blood just for fun, just like a child asking for snacks.

Sure enough, because the current blood lust was bearable, Ji Chun felt regretful and eager, but he did not insist too much on this issue. He got into the quilt and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, feeling that everything now was very novel.

He had a place to live and clean clothes to wear.

However, two days ago he was hanging out with livestock and was almost caught by humans with weapons.

Zhao Yutang suddenly stretched out her hand to cover his eyes, "No one sleeps with his eyes open. Is it possible that you don't have to sleep?"

She kept her fingers on the quilt, feeling warm and cozy. Ji Chun didn't say anything and closed his eyes silently. After a while, he licked his lips patiently.

She smelled so good. In addition to the faint fragrance, there was also a scent of blood coming out from under the skin. To Ji Chun, it was like holding a delicacy in his arms, which had an extraordinary allure. The two of them slept together. Being so close together was a great test of his willpower.

I really want to bite her, her blood is delicious.

Ji Chun looked at the furry silhouette beside him in the night, and his bloodlust became restless again. He licked his little fangs and cautiously moved closer to Zhao Yutang.

The snow-white fangs almost touched Zhao Yutang's exposed neck. As long as he pressed it with a little force, he could pierce the skin and taste the sweet fresh blood.

Human blood tastes better than animal blood.

Ji Chun hesitated for a few seconds, his scarlet eyes flashing in the night, but finally did not bite.

It's unclear why he didn't bite it. Ji Chun just thought of the candied haws that were too sour and too sweet, and her smiling eyes when she looked at him. It was something Ji Chun had never touched before.

He gritted his teeth to hold back his restless bloodthirst, and lay farther away from Zhao Yutang.

Zhao Yutang turned over and opened his eyes without any trace of sleepiness, witnessing Ji Chun's approach and hesitation.

Now that his blood lust is not too strong, Ji Chun can endure it. When he really can't bear it anymore, Zhao Yutang will become an operational blood reserve. If he is more greedy and fierce, he will suck her dry.

Zhao Yutang is well aware of the dangers of dancing with wolves, but because of his short-term patience with this choice, she is willing to be more patient and have more confidence in him.