After the flash marriage, the little chinchilla became popular with its aroma

Duan Jingze's eyes sank slightly, and he leaned against the door frame and asked, "It was you who caused trouble and broke the perfume, why did you cry first?"

There were bursts of grievance in the eyes of the little chinchilla, shaking its round head, moaning and crying, "I really didn't break it, it was..."

The little chinchilla was a little embarrassed, the pointed ears on its head were shaking tangled, wondering if it should tell Duan Jingze that it was Xiaoyu who smashed the perfume.

If Duan Jingze is told the truth, will Xiaoyu be punished?

At this moment, in the gaps of the wooden white cabinet, Little Feather was frightened, and the white wings all over her body trembled violently.

If Mr. Duan knew that he broke the perfume, he would probably not have a single hair on his body tomorrow.

Duan Jingze glanced at the empty room, and said with some doubts in his tone: "It's so late, what are you doing here? If it's not you, who is it? Huh?"

The little chinchilla hugged its big tail, its eyes were red, and it choked up and said, "I'm hungry, and I want to say good night to you. But I can swear, it's really not me."

"Yes Yes…"

"Bei Qiao." Duan Jingze interrupted him, his dark eyes turned serious, "It's okay to do wrong things, but you can't lie."

"I didn't lie." The little chinchilla widened his eyes and cried: "We chinchillas don't lie. Lying is not a good monster."

Duan Jingze quietly stared at the little chinchilla crying anxiously, seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, and felt something was going on, so he sighed and said softly, "I believe you, don't cry."

At this moment, Xiao Yu in the crevice of the cabinet gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and ran out disheartenedly, came to the little chinchilla and lowered his head to admit his mistake.

Xiaoyu: "Mr. Duan, I accidentally broke it just now."

Duan Jingze was slightly stunned after hearing this, a little surprised.

Looking at the two people who lowered their heads and admitted their mistake like a child, they guessed what Little Totoro was thinking.

He didn't say anything serious, but just reminded:

"It's not an example."

"Thank you, Mr. Duan!" Little Feather stepped happily on her calf, and hurriedly disappeared here, giving the two of them space to be alone.

The little chinchilla kept its head down, and didn't move when the matter was resolved. Instead, it sat there, moved its butt secretly, pointed its back at Duan Jingze, and wiped the corners of its eyes tremblingly.

Duan Jingze was a little puzzled, did he get angry?

He bent down to look at the little chubby face of the little chinchilla, and said in a slightly stiff tone, "It was you who didn't tell me the real culprit who broke the perfume. I can't be blamed for being misunderstood."

The little Totoro lowered its eyebrows and said in a low voice, "All liars are bad monsters. I never lie. This is a problem of monster character."

"Okay, got it." Duan Jingze straightened up, and something suddenly flashed through his mind.

Does pretending to be poor count as lying?

He hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Bei Qiao, I..."

The little chinchilla continued to moan and chirp: "The marriage letter I received said that you are the big demon who protects the world, so you won't lie, will you?"

Duan Jingze's figure stiffened a little, the words he wanted to say were held back in his throat, he was silent for a long time, and he answered in a low voice.

The little chinchilla continued to turn its back to Duan Jingze, and said in a low voice: "You go, I want to stay here by myself for a while, is that okay?"

Duan Jingze chuckled: "What? Could it be that this incident has traumatized your soul, so you need to take it easy?"

Little Totoro nodded: "Yeah."

Duan Jingze raised his eyes lightly, and said lightly: "I thought it was so late at first, and asked the apartment housekeeper to deliver two suppers. Since you don't want to go, then I'll eat alone?"

When the little chinchilla heard this, its ears stood up, and its demon body trembled.

Afterwards, his chubby body moved slightly, and after turning half a circle, he smiled obsequiously: "Brother, what are you eating for supper?"

Duan Jingze turned around and said lightly, "Come with me and you'll find out."

The apartment housekeeper was very efficient, and it didn't take long for a lot of suppers to be delivered from the special food delivery elevator.

Duan Jingze sat in front of the dining table, took out the lunch box, and opened the lids one by one.His hands are beautiful, slender and fair, with well-defined joints, like a perfect painting.

Little Totoro stood on the table, pulled out a piece of paper from the paper box, folded it flat, and spread it on the small chest.

Seeing that he was amused by his appearance, Duan Jingze couldn't help laughing and said, "What kind of dress are you wearing?"

The little chinchilla looked at a box of oily chicken feet, swallowed and said, "I watched it on TV, and humans in restaurants eat like this. Now I am no longer a wild chinchilla, and I have to eat politely."

Duan Jingze held his chin with his right hand, his profound and handsome facial features were extremely beautiful under the light.

For the first time, he felt that this little chinchilla was quite amusing.

Especially after washing, the soft gray hair is fluffed up, the white belly, the small and slender feet, the pointed ears, the wet round eyes, it looks quite similar.

It was rare for the little chinchilla to eat meat, and he was enjoying eating while holding the chicken paws by the side of the bowl. The corners of his mouth were greasy, as if he wasn't the one who said that eating should be gentle.

While eating the chicken wings, a few drops of oil spilled on the table, Duan Jingze forced himself not to pay attention to these things, otherwise his blood pressure would definitely soar.

Duan Jingze saw that he was devouring his food, and asked, "How is your appetite?"

The little chinchilla licked its paw, and replied obediently: "It depends on the economic conditions of the family."

Duan Jingze blushed: "The conditions are good...?"

The little chinchilla smiled and said, "You can eat more than [-] chicken wings."

Duan Jingze asked again: "The conditions are poor...?"

The little chinchilla thought about it: "If you stay hungry for up to 10 days, you will eat half a sweet potato."

Eat half a sweet potato for ten days?No wonder the first time we met, my whole body was dirty, I couldn't eat enough, and I didn't pay attention to clean grooming every day when I put it on anyone.

It's rare for the little chinchilla to see such a delicious food, and it can't wait to have eight paws, one paw can pick up the same food.

Sucking the pork rib noodles, the little chinchilla asked: "Brother, the pork rib noodles are delicious, would you like some?"

Saying that, the little chinchilla pushed his face forward.

Duan Jingze slowly shook his head: "I have it here, but I never eat too much oil at night."

In the early morning, the aroma of rib noodles filled the living room.

Duan Jingze held his chopsticks and expressed his opinion lightly: "This pork rib noodles is quite delicious."

"Really? I think so too." The little chinchilla scooped up the noodle soup with a long spoon in a funny way, eating with a bulging stomach.

When he was full of wine and food, Little Totoro suddenly remembered the smashed perfume, and asked worriedly: "Brother, are those perfumes expensive?"

Duan Jingze was stunned, and he secretly settled the matter in his heart, the price must be tens of thousands.

But on the surface, he looked calm, and replied: "It's not expensive, the company issued it."

"The company's benefits are really good." Little Totoro let out a long sigh of relief.

If it's expensive, how much junk do you have to pick up?

Sitting by the bowl, the little Totoro looked at the delicious food on the table and began to calculate, "Is the brother's salary high? These meals are not cheap, right? Otherwise, I will continue to sell and sing at the Monster Night Market starting tomorrow, and make some money too." Subsidize the family."

Duan Jingze made it up: "The things delivered by the housekeeper of the apartment are included in the property fee and don't cost money."

"So good?" Little Totoro straightened up, smiling brightly: "Then we won't go hungry in the future!"

Duan Jingze looked at the innocent smile of the little chinchilla, and thoughtfully replied: "Well, I won't go hungry in the future."

The little chinchilla was full of food and drink, happily touching its little belly, watching the little cactus on the balcony jumping there, so curiously asked: "Can the little monster in your house be like me in the future, and become a human?" ?”

Duan Jingze shook his head, "To be precise, they should be called ghosts, not monsters. Monsters can take human form when they reach age, but ghosts cannot."

"That's it."

The little Totoro stood up, ran towards Duan Jingze on the table, and asked, "Can you help me figure out how long it will take for me to transform into a human form?"

Duan Jingze tapped the little chinchilla's eyebrows lightly with his fingertips, and the place where it was located was like a pool of water, filled with silver waves.

"Four more months."

Little Totoro was quite excited, "I don't know what it looks like when I become a human."

Duan Jingze looked at his bulging body and sneered, "I'm afraid he's not a fat man."

……

After dinner, the two said good night and went back to their rooms.For some reason, Little Totoro always felt that after eating, Duan Jingze's expression was not as relaxed and cheerful as before.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the faint silver light slipped in through the gaps in the curtains, reflecting on Duan Jingze's fair cheeks.

The clock on the wall made a crisp clang.

After closing the bedroom door, Duan Jingze took out a box of red medicine jars from the drawer, there were still a few scattered white pills in it, it could be seen that he had taken a lot.

After swallowing the pill, Duan Jingze lay on the bed, his body emitting a faint silver light in the silent night.

His eyes dimmed, and the pain that gradually surged in his body became more and more intense.

And he seemed to be used to such pain, there was no wave in his eyes, and dense cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Duan Jingze has been suffering from illnesses for hundreds of years.For so many years, he has been looking for the sacred artifact to cure this strange disease. His old friend once told him that only by finding all the three sacred artifacts in the world can he have a chance to cure his disease.

But hundreds of years passed by in a hurry, and he didn't find any of them, so he didn't look for any more at all, and let his fate arrange it.

The medicine in the jar was developed for him by an old friend, which can temporarily suppress the disease, but after all, the disease cannot be cured.

This medicine needs to be taken once a week, but the side effects after taking it are very difficult and extremely painful.

Duan Jingze's illness is not known to the demon world. Who would have thought that Bai Ze, a divine beast who is revered by thousands of people, would rely on medicine to maintain his life?

Bai Ze is an auspicious beast, he can bring good luck to others, but he cannot cure his own illness.

It sounds a bit ironic.

Here, the little chinchilla had already returned to the room, but remembered that he forgot to ask Duan Jingze what he would like to have for breakfast tomorrow.

Although he is poor, he can at least do some housework.

For example, making breakfast, mopping the floor and washing clothes.

So, he turned his head and ran to Duan Jingze's room, knocked on the door, but after waiting for a while, there was no sound from inside.

"Mr. Duan fell asleep so soon?" Little Totoro raised its head and was about to leave when a low moan came from inside.

He frowned when he heard the sound, put his ear to the bedroom door and listened for a while.

He was sure he heard it right, it was a low growl of pain.

Without thinking too much, the little chinchilla hurriedly opened the door and ran in, and saw the man lying there powerlessly on the bed at a glance.

The little chinchilla was anxious for a while, quickly ran upside down on the bed, grabbed Duan Jingze's cold right hand, and said with a hint of crying in his voice, "Brother, are you feeling well?"