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Outside the door, a tall and tall man stood quietly, holding a small golden bell in his hand.

?? After leaving the room, he took out the bell in the storage space,? put it in his pocket, and? waited for Linglu to call him when something happened.

??This bell was originally made for Xiaopangjiu to play with? It is somewhat similar to the function of a microphone.

??Because Linglu suddenly changed back to the size of a palm at that time,? The small wooden bird that was originally worn around the neck could not be used anymore. ,? But it is really difficult to carry it.

??Yan Rong happened to be installing new bells on the elk sled.?Looked down,?Remembering that Little Pang Jiu didn't seem to have such a thing as a toy bell, so he made two.

??Who knew that after it was made, because the sound of the bell was exactly the same as that of the elk sleigh, Xiaopangjiu didn't think it was very fun, so he put it at the bottom of the box.

??Considering that they were traveling outside at the time, communication tools were a must. Yan Rong soon made a sound-transmitting mini-sticker, a small star or moon, and stuck it on Xiaopangjiu's belly. ?You can talk to Yan Rong with one click, which is light and convenient.

?? Linglu likes this one more, and ? has been using it.

??But now that Linglu has turned into a human, it is not appropriate to stick such a small sticker. Yan Rong took out the bell for the time being, planning to use it like this first,? Later, he will change Linglu's exclusive optical brain.

??Because Xiaopangjiu's optical brain had no fingerprints, it couldn't authenticate his identity, and it was inconvenient to carry. Linglu didn't like to use it.Now that it has become a human being, it is time to change to another one.

??After waiting for more than half an hour, Yan Rong cooked a new pot of porridge and came out, and the bell didn't ring.

?? "Lulu, are you dressed? You can have breakfast."

??The man knocked on the door lightly, asked a few questions in a low voice, and waited for several minutes before the little bell in his hand jumped up lively. Then, the young man's waxy and soft voice came.

?? "The clothes can't be worn...you come."

?? The tone sounded a little aggrieved, and also a little frustrated and listless.

??The man raised his heart immediately, turned the doorknob and went in to check the situation.

?? When Linglu finished calling out in a low voice, he stuffed the bell under the pillow, and pressed the pillow to restore it to its original state, pretending that he had never used this little thing to act coquettishly.

??He looked down at his messy shirt, reached out and dragged the quilt over his stomach, and then quietly looked at his red fingers.

??The door was quickly opened, Linglu blinked slowly, before raising his head, Yan Rong had strode over and leaned over to check his situation.

?? "What's the matter? Hand red like this."

??The open hand was carefully held by the man, and he lifted it up and squeezed the root of the finger to carefully check the red fingertips.

??Kneeling halfway beside the bed, Yan Rong held the boy's hand and touched it gently. The rough fingertips carried gentle spiritual power, and gently stroked the red fingertips, bringing a cool and comfortable feeling.

??The man checked both hands of the young man, then looked up at Linglu, and asked warmly, "How did Lulu make his fingers like this?"

?? "Buttons are not obedient at all, and they want to cut off my hands." Linglu puffed his cheeks unhappily, spread both hands obediently, and was held in the palm of the man, looking down at the buttons on his shirt .

??Compared with the round buttons of the hospital gown, the buttons of this shirt are obviously one size smaller, and they are still exquisite diamond-shaped. red.

??Yan Rong quickly followed his line of sight and saw that the boy's shirt was slightly open, the buttons were twisted in a mess, and his pants hadn't been changed. The child said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't choose this kind of clothes. Does it still hurt now?"

?? "It's much better." Linglu looked at his fingers that had recovered their fairness, and moved them lightly, wanting to retract them.

??Yan Rong subconsciously closed his palms and held the young man's soft hand.

??The hot palm was pressed against the soft back of the hand. The man's big hand was even as wide as Linglu's two hands.

?? Linglu was held tightly, and he quickly pulled his hand, muttering softly: "Aren't you going to help Lulu wear it?"

??Yan Rong finally regained his senses and let go, got up and sat on the edge of the bed, hooked the boy's limp waist with his big hands, and gently took it out for a short distance, then let go, pulled the quilt away, and raised his hands The messy shirt and collar on Li Linglu's body unbuttoned all the wrong buttons and buttoned them one by one.

?? The man moved very neatly, quickly helped him put on his clothes, and then untied the pants that were also tangled up next to him, and put them aside.

?? "If Lulu is shy, just hug me." Suddenly, the man coaxed in a low voice.

?? Ling Lu was still a little dazed, so he was hugged horizontally by the big hand stretched out, and sat directly on Yan Rong's lap. Immediately afterwards, a chill came over him.

??Yan Rong's calm eyes swept over the young man's body, feeling that Ling Lu was grabbing his shirt nervously, and his little head also turned around, looking at his bent legs curiously, and hurriedly whispered He coaxed: "It's okay. In fact, wearing this is very simple, Lulu will be able to read it once."

??This time is not suitable for teaching slowly. Yan Rong held the boy's soft and boneless ankle and put it on the clothes, and then helped him pull the clothes up and put them on. Repeated twice, and finally tied the slacks around the waist The black belt that came with him, seeing the boy's slender waist being tied up in such a way, he couldn't hold it tightly, so he couldn't help pulling his shirt back lovingly, and said with a smile: "I'm going to add weight to Lulu again."

?? Linglu doesn't feel shy at the moment, probably because Yan Rong's actions are too cautious and careful, and his gaze is also very gentle, which is not much different from before, so the young man only cares about himself What did his legs look like, but he didn't have the energy to be nervous.

?? Hearing Yan Rong's words, he blinked lightly, and retorted in a low voice: "Lulu doesn't want to gain weight."

?? "If you're so thin and don't gain weight, if the wind is stronger some other day, Lulu can be blown away." Yan Rong curled his lips slightly, joking with him, his long and narrow black eyes were full of focus and affection.

?? The style of this dress is very simple, but it fits unexpectedly on the young man. At first glance, it looks clean and pure, but after seeing the young man's appearance, he feels that the simple clothes make him too eye-catching. Every move is agile and beautiful.

??He didn't know it at all. When he was unhappy, he pouted slightly. His seductive lips were red, delicate, tender, provocative, and attractive. Before anyone could recover, the pouting lips She straightened her lips thinly again, only knowing that she was looking at you innocently and blankly.

??Yan Rong's deep eyes glanced over the young man's face silently, seemingly casually pinning his drooping hair behind his ears, and said in a low voice: "Take Lulu to dinner, do you want a wheelchair or a hug?"

?? After what happened just now, Linglu regained the sense of security and familiarity from Yan Rong a little bit, and his mood calmed down a lot, so he replied softly: "I want Yan Rong."

?? "Yeah." The man's handsome eyebrows quickly showed a smile, and he hugged him lightly, and walked out of the room.

??In the dining room, the housekeeping robot has already opened the chair. On the table are all kinds of food that Xiaopangjiu used to like to eat, such as the milk that must be drunk every morning, the steamed buns and potato cakes that must be eaten, and There are all kinds of desserts.

??Yan Rong didn't know whether the humanoid Linglu also liked to eat desserts, but he still prepared the same.

?? However, for Linglu's health, the man also prepared millet porridge and bone broth porridge for stomach nourishment, and waited for Linglu to choose.

??Linglu was put into the seat where Yan Rong usually sat, his hands were covered in long white sleeves, and rested softly on his lap. Looking down at the porridge in front of him, he subconsciously wanted to directly to peck.

?? Yan Rong hurriedly hugged him back, and rescued the long hair that almost fell into the porridge.

??He smiled helplessly, met Shang Linglu's suspicious gaze, and coaxed softly: "Lulu is not a bird now, so he can't just peck it directly. Do you know?"

?? "Oh." The boy reacted belatedly, glanced regretfully at the porridge and steamed buns, and said softly, "But I'm hungry. I don't know how to hold chopsticks."

?? Yan Rong pulled a chair and sat down next to him, took the young man's hand, and rolled up the overlong shirt sleeves one by one. After tidying up both sides, he said softly: "Today I will feed Lulu, you The physical strength has not recovered yet, so it is important to rest, and it is the same to learn again in two days."

?? Linglu stretched out his hand to ask him to roll up his sleeves, and asked curiously: "Why can't Lulu wear short sleeves?"

??It's summer now, Yan Rong and the robot wear short sleeves, but he himself wears long sleeves and trousers, which is not fair at all, and he is not afraid of the cold.

??However, the jacket that Yan Rong prepared for him yesterday was really short-sleeved...just change it into long sleeves temporarily, the specific reasons are different.

??However, Yan Rong had no choice but to think about the young man who was full of curiosity at the moment, and said: "Because Lulu has just transformed into a human form, and his body is relatively fragile. I am not sure what will happen to your skin after being exposed to ultraviolet rays, or Be on the safe side, it’s better to wear long sleeves.”

?? "Oh, that's fine." The boy looked at his white arm, and didn't doubt anything.

??Yan Rong quickly picked up a bun for him, fed it to his mouth, and coaxed: "The soup dumpling has been placed for half an hour, and it won't be hot. You can eat it directly. Do you want millet porridge or big bone porridge?"

?? Linglu took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, looked at the two bowls of porridge, and said, "Eat them all."

?? "Aren't you afraid that your stomach will be full?" Yan Rong saw it when changing his clothes before. The teenager's belly is soft and thin, and it feels like it's all soft meat. It's really unknown whether he can eat so much.

?? "I can eat." Linglu's clear peach eyes stared straight at the man who made fun of him, and then ate the remaining buns in one gulp.

??His mouth is small, and his teeth look small and round. He seems to be as weak as a cub, but he is faster than anyone else when he actually eats. His small face is bulging and moving, and he has blue eyes He also focused on the food, looking very serious.

??Yan Rong didn't bother him. While feeding him, he paid attention not to let him swallow too fast, so as not to chew the food.

??Although he eats fast, after all, he has lived with Yan Rong for so many years since he was a child. The boy's eating style is still very clean, and his attitude towards food is also very pious.

?? After Yan Rong fed him, he saw that he had eaten two bowls of porridge and a glass of milk, and he also had corn tortillas, sauerkraut cakes, potato cakes, and steamed buns... Wait for the food that Xiaopangjiu usually likes to eat. After being eaten up by Linglu, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and reached out to touch the boy's stomach.

??The soft belly was as soft as water, and Yan Rong's mental strength followed, and found that the heart that originally stored energy seemed to be beating more strongly, and the speed of converting energy and consuming energy also accelerated a lot , Only then did he relax and take back his mental power.

?? And Linglu nestled limply in the large chair after eating, and because he didn't know where to put his hands better, he folded his hands on his stomach like a chubby chirp.

?? He looked more slender like this, sitting there quietly, tilting his head to watch the man eat.

??Yan Rong brought him a toy and the latest optical brain, and put it aside for him to play with. He didn't seem to be interested in it. He just held a small Rubik's Cube, turning it one after another. The head also turned around from time to time, slowly looking at the furnishings in the house.

??Yan Rong noticed that the boy looked around with a rare sense of alienation and strangeness, but the expression on his face was full of curiosity.

?? After the man finished his breakfast and controlled the housekeeping robot to clean up the dining table, he turned Linglu's chair around and faced him.

??Suddenly sitting face to face with Yan Rong, Linglu opened his eyes slightly in confusion, as if he was not used to it, and whispered: "Lulu has become taller, a lot."

"Well, do you feel that the perspective of seeing things has changed?" Yan Rong asked with a smile.

?? Linglu nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and muttered: "It's getting taller, and things are getting smaller. It looks different, and it looks different."

??After the boy became a man, although he was able to speak human language due to so many millions of years of learning, but when he actually spoke, he seemed a little slow and unskilled. He had to think about a sentence for a long time before saying it word by word When it comes out, sometimes the pronunciation and accent are not very clear, and sometimes there are even one or two interstellar-specific words mixed in, let alone the distinction between front and back nasal and flat tongue.

?? This also makes his words extra waxy and soft when he speaks, a little vague, and his tone is soft, a little sweet and milky.

??Yan Rong looked at him patiently and asked, "What's the difference?"

?? "Yes, I can see clearly..." Linglu replied a little strangely.

?? He tilted his head to look at Yan Rong for a while, then suddenly put his hands on the chair and leaned forward.

??Then, the thin white fingers stretched out, and the soft fingertips directly touched the man's chin. They poked like a dragonfly on the water, and touched it as if there was nothing. Before the man recovered, he grabbed it. The hand hung down helplessly.

?? The young man seemed to immediately prove what he just said, and he glanced at Yan Rong proudly, and said softly:

?? "For example, I can see your stubble now, green, and you didn't sleep last night without telling Lulu..."