Chapter 7 The Veterinarian Girl Who Wants to Be a Light Warlock
The girl holding the candlestick in her left hand carefully placed the copper plate in her right hand on the ground. The plate was filled with large pieces of cooked meat piled high, and the bones had been carefully removed.
He grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open softly. The sound of small and cheerful footsteps immediately sounded in the room. A white cub came into view, its beautiful fluffy tail swaying vigorously. It was white without a trace of color, as white as a winter night.
The white snow fell quietly on the branches; the down was so soft, as soft as the soft snow gently covering the fields on a winter night.
The girl squatted down, her eyes emitting a strange light. She quickly hugged the cub running towards her, burying her whole face on the cub's back. She shook her head from side to side excitedly, enjoying the gentle friction of the fluffy fur.
Facial pleasure.
The cub struggled hard, staring at the pieces of meat on the copper plate on the ground, and letting out a low moan of "wuwu". It seemed to be resisting the girl's rough move, trying to escape from the clutches and fall into the arms of the delicious meat.
After a while, the girl raised her head and took a deep breath. Her face was filled with contented joy. Probably because of the friction, her cheeks turned red.
Put the cub down, pick up the copper plate before the cub pounces on the meat, tiptoe to the room, and come to the bed by the window. The cub is like a mule following a carrot, following "
"Plate" followed.
Putting the plate in front of the cub, he turned to look at the man lying on the bed. The girl's mouth showed a wicked smile. The cub tilted his head and looked at the girl, his eyes full of doubts. But he quickly gave up.
Clearing her mind, the girl buried her furry face in the pile of meat, and once again began to experience the greatest happiness after coming to this world - eating meat.
The man in front of me seemed to be in his mid-twenties, with a pale face, a ring of stubble on his lips, and messy black hair that reached his shoulders, scattered on the pillow. He was obviously in a coma, but his face was full of decadence and distress.
Expression. Although it is not the kind of face that looks handsome at first glance, it has a temperament that attracts attention.
The girl seemed to be hesitant. After carefully pulling one of the man's arms out from under the quilt, she hesitated for a long time before moving the candlestick in her right hand to the top of the man's arm.
Just as she tilted the candlestick slightly, the girl quickly retracted her hand. The left hand she clenched into a fist raised her thumb and stuffed it into her mouth. She closed her eyes tightly and wrinkled her nose, fighting fiercely in her heart.
Finally making up her mind again, the girl no longer hesitated this time. She decisively grabbed the man's wrist, lifted it up, and put the flame of the candlestick under the man's fingers.
"Ahhh...!"
Following a burst of miserable shouts, the man's body sat up, shook his right hand violently a few times, then used the other hand to hold the entire fingers of his right hand, and blew vigorously on the fingers.
While the man shouted, the cub accidentally shook off the piece of meat in his mouth, jumped up on the bed nimbly and lightly, ran in two or two steps and jumped onto the man's lap. His body was tense, his neck was lowered and stretched forward, and he heard "
There was a "sudden" sound, and the blue eyes stared at the girl with a fierce look. It seemed that he would jump up at any time and rip her throat out.
"luc...lucky..."
The sudden appearance of the cub in front of him seemed to make the man temporarily forget the burning pain in his fingers. He stared at the animal in front of him with his mouth open in surprise, and the word "incredible" seemed to be written in big words on the man's face.
The cub immediately changed its expression when it heard the man's call. The face with its tongue hanging out seemed to show a cheerful smile, and the buttocks that swung its tail vigorously also swayed accordingly.
"Lucky, hehe... hehe..." The girl smiled stiffly and hid the hand holding the candlestick behind her back, "So it's called lucky, hehe..."
"No..., it's not lucky."
The man gently stroked the cub from beginning to end, over and over again. The cub closed its eyes and enjoyed it happily. Perhaps it was thinking in its simple heart, which one is better, being with the master or eating meat?
It is your true number one happiness.
"Although they have the same body shape and eyes, Lucky is a black and white sled dog with beautiful cross patterns on his face. His eyes are not blue, but brown."
"What is a sled dog? And your spirit beast looks so strange. I have never seen such an animal. And it stole meat on the first day it came here. I have never heard that spirit beasts need to eat.
of."
The man caressed the cub, turned his head and looked at the girl up and down for a while, making her tremble. Then he raised his red-burned fingers and stretched them between the girl's eyes.
"I almost got fooled by you, little loli, why did you set me on fire?"
The girl is fourteen or fifteen years old, and is probably less than 145cm tall. Her angelic and cute face has a pair of bright eyes that look more embarrassed than guilty, and her pursed lips make people feel like there is something strange going on in her little head.
The thought. Her thick and beautiful long chestnut hair is fluffy and curly, hanging down to her chest. She is wearing a knee-length pleated dress with a blue background and white edges, and a pair of leather shoes with several rows of leather buckles on her feet.
Brown boots with straps.
The little girl in front of him is like an elf in the world. She looks like a lolita from a cartoon, the man thought.
"What little... little loli..." The girl ignored the fingers in front of her and shouted excitedly, "My... my name is Yan, Dongfang Yan."
"You directly avoided my question and only focused on the word "little loli". You also pretended to be angry, blaming me for giving you a random name, once again diverting the fact that you set me on fire. You are simply a scheming lolita.
Li."
The man touched the stubble on his chin, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and his calm tone exposed Dongfang Yan's strategy of diverting his attention.
Hum, can I give up so easily? Dongfang Yan thought in his heart, and then shouted again.
"Are you polite? Girls say their names first. Shouldn't you also tell them your names?"
"I'm really defeated by you." The man shook his head helplessly and said, "My name is Yuechao, where is this place? Where is Zero?"
"Of course this is my home, aren't you talking nonsense!" Dongfang Yan showed a victorious smile and continued, "Sister Ling's sword was broken and she went to Solde Port to repair it."
"That's it. So how is her injury? It's not serious."
"Why do you have so many questions?" Dongfang Yan replied impatiently, "With a brilliant light warlock like me here, of course my sister's injury has healed. You idiot has been in a coma for ten days, making me stew meat soup every day.
You. If you weren’t always in a coma, I wouldn’t have to make soup all the time, and my grandpa wouldn’t bother me all the time..."
Dongfang Yan seemed to have opened a box of resentment and began to complain at length.
Yue Chuo suddenly remembered the girl Ling mentioned to him, the girl who probably wouldn't let Ling die. It seemed that Ling did not let Ling die.
"So you are the vet girl Zero talked about."
After Dongfang Yan rambled on for a long time, Yue Chuo couldn't help but spit out such a sentence, but who knew it would really anger Dongfang Yan.
Dongfang Yan raised the candlestick in his hand and hit Yue Chuo on the head hard. Fortunately, Yue Chuo discovered the crisis in time and turned his head to avoid it, but he was still hit on the shoulder, and a burning pain spread in the shoulder.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who is the veterinarian? I am a light warlock..., I...I will definitely become a light warlock."