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Chapter 42 42 Wow!  so cute

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    Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly in the shade of a tree and looked at the sky, his rapid breath was constantly blowing out from his nostrils with the rise and fall of his chest.  The right hand was sore, numb, and painful. At that time, the feeling of numbness and pain was like a wave of waves, as if the right hand was being fried in a hot oil pan.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the pain in his right hand, and just looked at the sky, as if he hadn't recovered from the fight just now, and the short and intense fight also consumed most of his physical strength, and now he was lying on the ground and didn't even bother to move his fingers.  Until the eyes of a little girl's cute smiling face appeared.

    "Uncle, you are so inferior. I killed it in one shot. You have to roll over and over for so long to kill it? And ah! The one you killed seems to be smaller than mine."

    Yang Ke'er squatted on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side and looked into his eyes, with a mischievous and narrow smile on her face.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes at her: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, does the little girl have a halo of pig's feet, why do these two things only look for me and not her?"

    Yang Ke'er squatted beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and bandaged his right hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground pretending to be a dead dog, looking at the thick canopy above his head and thinking: "I'm really unlucky! I won't talk about it until I meet Yang Keer.  After I met her, I was unlucky, I was almost killed by a mutant beast when I was camping at night, I was almost strangled to death when I stayed in a small building overnight, I was almost dragged to death by drinking rainwater, and now I want to enjoy the cool and I was almost bitten to death by that thing."

    "Could it be that this little girl, Yang Ke'er, committed a crime against the lone star of Tiansha? It would be unlucky to follow her." Zhang Xiaoqiang thought carefully as he looked at the busy little girl in front of him.

    Yang Ke'er raised her head and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at her, so she showed a bright smile to Zhang Xiaoqiang, her white and tender cheeks were flushed by the heat around her, like a delicious red apple.  The big eyes bent into crescent moons with a smile contained a pool of clear springs, and then were opened by a smile to scatter a little bit of starlight.  With two small dimples and two small canine teeth, Yang Keer looks super cute at the moment!

    In an instant, Zhang Xiaoqiang's otaku heart was detonated by the cuteness on Yang Ke'er's face, and he was full of love from head to toe: "The little girl is mine, and no one can take her away."  God swear!

    "Hiss!!! Take it easy, you are bandaging me, not plucking a pig's trotter!" Zhang Xiaoqiang was interrupted by the pain in his right hand, complaining to Yang Ke'er.

    "Okay, I get it! It's not my fault, I've never messed with this stuff before, and who told you to make yourself so miserable? You don't know how to cherish yourself!" Yang Ke'er relaxed her movements, mouth  Complaining inside, it feels a bit like a little daughter-in-law complaining about her husband.

    In fact, Zhang Xiaoqiang still enjoys Yang Keer's little complaints. Living alone for many years has made his heart withdrawn, and now he is also alive with the little girl's fights.  Yang Ke'er squatted beside her, scrubbing the wound awkwardly and carefully, applying medicine, and packing it with gauze.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang lay in the shade of the tree feeling the cool air on the ground, he didn't even feel the pain in his right hand, his mind was empty, he just felt the comfort of this moment quietly.

    "Uncle, it's done! See if you are satisfied!" Yang Ke'er's voice startled the rare comfort away.

    "Huh? So fast?" Zhang Xiaoqiang really opened his eyes and couldn't react.

    "Well! Uncle, take a look, my craftsmanship is so good!" Yang Ke'er urged, as if hoping to get Zhang Xiaoqiang's praise.

    how to say?  Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand looks very vicissitudes now, really vicissitudes.

    The entire right hand is covered like a stunted wild pear, either a concave piece here or a raised piece there, and there are three gauze joints, presumably Yang Ke¡¯er herself found that the place that should be wrapped is not covered, it shouldn¡¯t be covered  The place is all inclusive.  The patch was made again with gauze, and Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his right hand seemed to be half a catty heavier looking at the layers of gauze.

    There is no bow tie, no lipstick mark, but the little girl wrote crookedly with a red signal pen that she didn't know where to find: "produced by Ke'er".  There is also a heart-shaped logo below, which looks like an anti-counterfeiting trademark.

    "Barely get by, don't be proud and continue to work hard." Zhang Xiaoqiang held back a smile and praised Yang Ke'er pretending to be serious.

    "Yeah! I know!" Yang Ke'er was also very satisfied.

    "Yes, but uncle! There seems to be no gauze!" Yang Ke'er turned around and looked at the rice dumpling on Zhang Xiaoqiang's right arm and said.

    "Well! Got it, I will find a way!" Zhang Xiaoqiang promised blankly, but he was wailing in his heart: "That's more than a catty of gauze!"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was resting and stood up. The sleeve of his left hand had been bitten into a broken fishing net by that thing, and even the animal skin inlaid in the sleeve had been bitten into small pits everywhere. Seeing these, Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped.  Animal skins are not even wounded by sabers.No!  If it bites directly on the body, the skin, muscles and bones will not be able to cover it!

    ? I was secretly glad that I didn't be lazy to inlay the animal skins on the clothes.  Walking up to the corpse of the thing and looking it over carefully, the size of the thing is about the size of a farm dog raised in the countryside. It has a very slender body, a round and narrow body, short and thick limbs, and the legs and feet are out of proportion to the body, which is about one to five.  Very weird.

    One head was smashed to pieces by Yang Ke'er, bloody and bloody, leaving only the chin and neck connected together.  One was crushed to death by Zhang Xiaoqiang with his fist, and the shape of the head was a bit round.  The tail is thick, long and fluffy, reaching about half of the body, which looks a lot like an African ferret.

    "Uncle, what is this?" Yang Ke'er poked the corpse with a horn gun, a little curious.

    "Hmm! It looks familiar. If it is smaller, it looks like a weasel that likes to steal chickens in the countryside. In some places, it is also called Huang Daxian." Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the weasel skin hanging on the wall at his uncle's house when he was a child.  .

    "Can you eat it?" Yang Ke'er seemed to really want to try wild game.

    "I don't know, it should be edible, right?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little uncertain. His father had never caught a weasel when he was hunting before.

    "Do weasels bite people? Why are they on trees? Can weasels climb trees?" Yang Ke'er regarded Zhang Xiaoqiang as "one hundred thousand reasons".  He kept asking.

    "" Zhang Xiaoqiang was depressed.

    In her hand, Yang Ke'er found a small knife that she didn't know where to find, and she didn't dislike the smelly blood on the weasel's body. She skinned them, and it seemed that she had the potential to transform into a clever woman.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand was hung in front of his chest. Seeing Yang Ke'er busy, he felt a little relieved, but he was a little surprised that Yang Ke'er was like a Ding Dong cat, and would take out some weird things from time to time.  where?

    "Zhizhi" something called out from the tree, both Yang Keer and Zhang Xiaoqiang were attracted by the sound, Yang Keer held the horn gun, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hid behind with the appearance of "I am injured".

    The sound of "Zhizhi" kept coming, calling for something, seemed to be a little anxious?

    Not long after, three small round heads protruded from the tree trunk, and three little weasels, which were bigger than mice, showed their figures and looked at the tree with shining eyes.

    "Wow! So cute!" Yang Ke'er screamed loudly, and the three little weasels shrank back in shock from Yang Ke'er's cry.

    "It's difficult for them to attack when we enter their territory?" Zhang Xiaoqiang understood a little bit.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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