After transmigrating through countless worlds, the Beast Tamer Cub plucked all the Heavenly Dao bein

Chapter 216 The Master of Dreams (17)

When Feng Yuan realized what he was thinking, he was shocked by his own thoughts.

When did she become so generous?

No, no, the most important problem now is that she won't be going to school anytime soon, so where will Mumu sleep? She can't possibly sleep in that leaky little room, can she? Seriously, there's no toilet there either.

Huh? Why would she consider someone she'd only known for less than a day?

Feng Yuan popped his head out of his room again and glanced at Mu Mu, who was working very diligently.

Could this child be a reincarnated fox spirit? She's been bewitched by her since she arrived just one day ago. Her parents' sudden impulse to adopt her might also be due to their own infatuation.

Feng Yuan thought about it and it made more and more sense. At first glance, he didn't think much of it, but the more he looked, the more beautiful Mu Mu became. Mu Mu's appearance wasn't exactly stunning, but it was definitely pleasing to the eye, the kind that grows on you. Plus, Mu Mu was still young and had a bit of baby fat, making her look even cuter…

Oh no, she can't let herself be bewitched by a vixen!

however……

"It's delicious."

Feng Yuan, who quickly contradicted himself during dinner, is now happily eating.

Oh well, let her be fooled. Look at this clean and tidy house, look at this delicious meal. These days, being a vixen isn't easy. The child is so young and trying so hard, let her be fooled for a while.

Mumu, who is actually a small snake, is unaware that in Feng Yuan's heart, even her species has changed. At this moment, she is supporting her head with her hands, watching Feng Yuan eat with relish, and her eyes involuntarily reveal a kind look.

Sigh, there's nothing I can do about it; this is what happens when you take care of kids for too long.

After Feng Yuan finished showing off a pot of rice, Mu Mu naturally went to wash the dishes.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!"

Feng Yuan felt a severe pang of conscience at having a seven-year-old child do all the housework while she, an adult, was just eating for free.

"It's okay, it'll be quick."

Mu Mu demonstrated to Feng Yuan what efficiency truly meant, leaving the clumsy college student Feng Yuan completely bewildered, only able to act as a henchman throughout the entire process.

"Um, your room isn't very nice, it's leaking. If you don't mind, you can sleep in my room, you can have the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

Feng Yuan dragged out his pink yoga mat, which he hadn't used in eight hundred years, and then laid a blanket on it.

Mu Mu went to peek into her bedroom out of curiosity. Sure enough, not only was it leaking, but she could also clearly hear thunder outside and cars on the street. Although Feng Yuan's room was only separated from hers by a wall, she couldn't hear any sounds from there.

"Your room doesn't even have a toilet, which is very inconvenient."

Since they had already made do with sleeping on the floor, Feng Yuan listed all the room's shortcomings in one go:

"Moreover, the temperature difference between day and night in that room is huge. It's unbearably hot during the day and freezing cold at night. You can experience all four seasons in one day."

After all, it was originally a storage room, not a good place for people to live.

In the end, Mumu did sleep in Fengyuan's room, but she slept in the same bed as Fengyuan. Mumu didn't mind sleeping with her and actually liked her, her older sister, quite a bit.

This made Feng Yuan a little smug. Was she really that charming?

However, she seems to have forgotten who was the first to be captivated.

As for the makeshift bed on the floor, even though it's already been laid out, who would sleep on the floor if they could sleep in a bed?

Feng Yuan stated that her principles were very flexible, and before going to bed, she solemnly pulled a storybook from her bookshelf. A seven-year-old child should only be in first grade, right? It's the right age to listen to stories.

However, there is always a gap between reality and imagination.

Mumu looked at Feng Yuan, who had already fallen asleep, and gently put the storybook back on the bookshelf. She also thoughtfully covered Feng Yuan with a blanket.

The next morning, Feng Yuan woke up groggily and only then remembered what had happened the night before. She had originally intended to tell Mu Mu a story in a serious manner, but after she had only told the beginning of each story, Mu Mu was able to finish the rest.

She flipped through the entire storybook but couldn't find a single new story. Instead, she became more and more engrossed in the funny stories Mumu told, and eventually fell asleep while listening.

Help! This is so embarrassing!

Feng Yuan turned over and met Mu Mu's bright eyes. He smiled and said good morning to her.

Feng Yuan: ...

She instinctively reached out and covered Mu Mu's eyes, but feeling the touch of Mu Mu's quick hand across her palm, and sensing the confusion emanating from his body, Feng Yuan withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, coughing twice to cover it up.

"Hey, you woke up pretty early."

"It's getting late, it's already nine o'clock in the morning."

Mumu answered very seriously.

"Can you let go of me, sister?"

"what?"

Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that he still had one arm around Mu Mu's waist. He quickly rolled to the side and almost rolled off the bed.

After finally regaining her balance, she hurriedly started dressing herself, trying to use her busyness to cover up her embarrassment.

Mumu was very sensible and didn't expose him. She obediently got dressed and went to wash up. Although she was still a child, she didn't need anyone to worry about her at all.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

Because they shared a bathroom, Feng Yuan waited until Mu Mu finished washing up before going in. When she finished washing her face and went to the kitchen, she found Mu Mu tiptoeing to take eggs out of the top of the refrigerator.

"Wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon. I've heated up the milk. Would you like a glass of milk first, sister?"

Mu Mu was supposed to get up at six o'clock in the morning, but Feng Yuan was holding her, and she didn't want to wake him up, so she got up so late for the first time in her life.

"oh."

Feng Yuan agreed blankly, sat down at the table, and took a sip of hot milk.

After she finished a cup of hot milk, she realized something was wrong. Why was Mumu making breakfast again?

This child is only seven years old! And I don't know if it's due to malnutrition, but he looks thin and small, even smaller than the older children in the kindergarten next door.

"Or... should I do it?"

Feng Yuan stood awkwardly at the kitchen doorway, wanting to go up and help, but also afraid of causing trouble for Mu Mu, since she really didn't have any cooking skills.

"Huh? It's already done."

Mumu brought out two sandwiches, which were actually just two slices of bread with lettuce, bacon, and a fried egg in between:

"Sister, do you want some jam? I just saw there's about half a bottle of ketchup in the fridge."

"No need, be careful not to burn yourself."

Feng Yuan hurriedly took the plate from Mu Mu's hand, and almost tipped it over.

She was just being polite on her own, but the plate was really hot! How did Mumu manage to hold it so calmly?

The Fake Head of the Family: Feng Yuan

The real patriarch: Mumu

Raising a child is not easy, Mumu sighed.