Duck Blood Fan Soup

[30]

The sound of the cello surrounded his ears, and what Zong Jingli said seemed to be melted into the deep and soft music, which seemed unreal.Fan Ya felt that his thinking was a bit sluggish, he clearly heard Zong Jingli talking, but he couldn't quite understand what the other person was saying, he just blinked his eyes, and asked in confusion, "You...what did you say? "

"I said," Zong Jingli smiled and explained patiently, "You like me, and I like you too. Do you want to date me? Be my boyfriend, do you want to?"

The other party's voice was low and gentle, and his eyes were fixed on him so intently, like a demon trying to confuse people's hearts.But Fan Ya was bewitched in such a hopeless way that he almost couldn't help saying: "Of course I would..."

Zong Jingli took his hand and kissed his fingertips: "You can think about it again."

Think again?With his current muddled mind, he was tired of thinking about it once, but this person actually asked him to think about it again?Fan Ya pursed her mouth and said displeasedly: "I don't want to."

Zong Jingli laughed out loud, and interlocked fingers with Fan Ya.

"Okay." He said, "Fan Ya, I like you too."

[31]

Fan Ya remembered what happened this time.But in retrospect, he was also shocked by his frankness.He huddled under the quilt in embarrassment, trying to think of all this as a dream.

...but no, butt hurts.

Ah, it turns out that this kind of thing is not a very beautiful experience.Inexplicably, he confessed to going to bed last night, and he wasn't mentally prepared.On the first day of their relationship, he finally did what he should have done when he was adopted.

Fan Ya didn't wake up until mid-sun, Zong Jingli seemed to have left beforehand.It's good to go, otherwise it's really embarrassing!

Fan Ya rolled around on the bed with a lot of thoughts about spring.Rolling and rolling, I suddenly realized something was wrong—why is the bed so big?

No, why is he so small? !

He looked at himself—what!All!hair!

He has transformed back and is now a real duck lying on the bed.

Fan Ya has cultivated since she was a child, and her duck form is also stunted. She has not yet grown into an adult body, and she still has fluff on her body.Being a duck is very, very weak, pitiful and helpless.

Fan Ya panicked.Could it be possible to change back after doing that kind of thing?Or is it because of too close contact with people?Or is it because of too much physical exertion?

Fan Ya anxiously paced back and forth on the bed, her footsteps suddenly stopped in the air.

He saw Mimi squatting at the door and staring at him.

Why!Why did you do this to him!Why is life so difficult for an innocent duckling!

Fan Ya clicked in despair, Mimi became more curious and walked in cautiously.

"Quack quack!" Don't come close to me, there is something to talk about!

"Meow--"

It's over, it's over, it's over, what should I do? I'm dying!Fan Ya plunged headlong into the quilt, arching the whole duck into the quilt.Mimi jumped onto the bed, slowly stretched out her paw, and carefully touched the bulging ball in the quilt.

save!Life!what!

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs.When Mimi heard the voice, she quickly ran downstairs. It should be Zong Jingli who came back.

Fan Ya was at a loss under the quilt, only hearing footsteps approaching little by little.

Mimi kept meowing around Zong Jingli's feet, trying to lead him to look at the lump on the bed.

Zong Jingli hugged Mimi and said softly, "Shhh—don't disturb him."

Zong Jingli entered.The air froze in embarrassment, there was no cute little lover on the bed, only a strange throbbing bulge.

Zong Jingli threw Mimi aside, and lifted the quilt suspiciously.I saw a gray wild duck shivering with its head buried in its body.

Zong Jingli: ………………? ? ?

What's this?Aunt Liu's new ingredients?

He tried to call Fan Ya twice, but there was no answer.But seeing that his mobile phone is still by the bed, it should not have gone far, and I don't know where it went.He picked up the duck and looked at it. The little duck was too stiff to move, and its two small black eyes stared at him pitifully.

He suddenly remembered that the reason why Fan Ya didn't let him eat duck meat was because "ducks are very cute".Could this be a pet made by duck lover Fan Ya?

He looked at the duck feathers on the bed and wanted to take the duck out.But after thinking about it, if Fan Ya brought it back, it wouldn't be good to throw it out.But there is still a cat at home, how can I keep it?Let's wait for Fan Ya to come back and deal with it.He sighed, put the ducks on the balcony, added some food and water, and closed the door to isolate the duck and the cat.

Mimi squatted motionless in front of the door, watching this "new friend" through the glass.

Fan Ya thought, maybe this is the test arranged by heaven.He's been a man for so long that he's used to it.After such a toss, he remembered how happy, how relaxed and carefree it is to be a human being.

He already knows, let him change back quickly!

[32]

When Fan Ya was anxious, Zong Jingli answered the phone and hurried out again.Fan Ya breathed a sigh of relief, at least now he doesn't have to worry about Zong Jingli, nor does he have to worry about the cat.

The aura in the world is too weak, and the method of transformation he learned before can't work at all.

Fan Ya squatted silently on the balcony, staring at Mimi.Mimi didn't know what she saw, and suddenly took off on the spot. The whole cat spread its limbs in the air, and then fell down like a cat that had nothing to do.

Scared the duck to death, okay?

Fan Ya was still in shock, and suddenly realized...has changed back?

Mimi, who had witnessed all this, froze in place, flew again three seconds later, and ran away.

[33]

When Zong Jingli came back again, Fan Ya was waiting for him again, but the gray duck was gone.

"Is there a duck in the house this morning? Did you get it?"

"Hmm..." Fan Ya couldn't push the blame, so she vaguely admitted, "It's been sent away now, so don't ask any more questions."

Zong Jingli squeezed his face: "He disappeared without saying a word, he didn't bring his mobile phone with him, and he even made a duck on my bed, so I can't ask?"

"I'm sorry..." Fan Ya acted coquettishly, "I've caused you trouble, and I won't do it again."

"I'm really worried about you." Zong Jingli patted his butt, heard the other party hugging him and moaning for a long time, and then said, "It's not a troublesome thing, I'm not afraid of you. If you have any ideas, just tell me, it’s not impossible to consider raising ducklings, Mimi can’t catch birds. Don’t forget to bring your mobile phone when you go out, if you really can’t get in touch for anything, don’t you worry me?”

"I understand, I understand, I don't want to raise any ducks." Fan Ya hugged Zong Jingli and kissed him, "I only like you."