What bad thoughts does the Reaper have? [Transmigration Book]

To grow taller.

Chu Ming raised his head and stared at Sheng Min's nostrils for a while, then agreed, it seems that this height is not good enough.

Seung Min: "!!!"

He actually agreed?

Well, Chu Ming actually has today!

"You know me?" Chu Ming looked at the formation on the ground seriously with his big eyes, walked over tentatively with small steps, and asked casually.

"Of course, I'm friends with your father, why don't I know you?" Sheng Min didn't want to smile too happily. He has lived for 50 years, and he has never been so happy today, and he can really take advantage of Chu Min.

"Ba Ba?" Chu Min didn't understand, what was that?

"That's right, it's the Jiang Wei you just asked about. That's your father. He lives here. It stands to reason that you should call me uncle." Sheng Min looked like a wolf with a big tail abducting a lamb, his eyes glowing green.

Chu Min nodded to show that he understood, followed Sheng Min's instructions and obediently sat in the center of the formation, closed his eyes, moved his mouth a little lonely and asked him, "Then what do I want Dad to do?"

Shengmin didn't expect that he didn't even know this kind of common sense, which was completely outrageous than the beginning, after all, he knew everything he should know since he was conscious.

"Dad is the one who loves you the most in this world. You can completely rely on him and trust him. You don't have to be afraid of him, and you don't have to worry about being abandoned by him." Sheng Min sat cross-legged outside the formation and exercised his mind. It is to let the black cub fuse with him temporarily, and now it needs to be completely integrated.

"Oh, when can I see him?" Chu Min covered his eyelids with his small hands, otherwise they would not open under his command.

Sheng Min really wanted to secretly write down this conversation where Chu Ming lost his mind, and use it to laugh at him after he recovered his memory and IQ.

"You can see him after the formation is over."

"Then what am I...?" Chu Ming couldn't help asking him again.

Sheng Min thought that he should be asking what his name is, so he continued to tease him: "After you see Jiang Wei, you will know."

He suddenly remembered Chu Min's name, which was given to him by Jiang Wei at the beginning, otherwise how could he, a Western god of death, have such an oriental charm name.

Now we must abide by this tradition.

The formation lasted for two full days and two nights. At the beginning, Chu Min chattered and asked all the questions he could think of, until he couldn't hold himself back anymore and fell straight down and fell asleep.

……

"Chichi..." The crisp sound of the little fat bird on the branch in the morning reached Jiang Wei's ears through the window, and it became the culprit of disturbing his dream.

"Hmm..." Jiang Wei protested dissatisfied while lying on the big bed, kicked off the quilt with his legs, turned over, sniffed and continued to sleep, within a punch's distance from his face, a black pillow half the size of a pillow Tuanzi curled up between the pillow and Jiang Wei's thin white arms, sleeping soundly.

Jiang Wei was half-asleep and half-awake, when his arm felt the icy cold and smooth touch, he subconsciously hugged him tightly in his arms.

In the next second, the blue eyes opened wide——