Chapter 482 Uncle, Sit on the Bed

"Uncle, Qiuqiu is gone, shall we go find Qiuqiu?"

"Qiaoqiu may have gone home."

Huan Qingyan looked at the darkening sky, "Uncle, Qiuqiu has gone home, shall we go home too? It's getting dark."

Every day when it gets dark, Huan Qingyan will make a mistake of going home.

This is also a common problem among children, who want to go home when it gets dark.

Aiming at this point, Jimo Ya has already prepared a countermeasure. From the storage ring, he took out an exquisite wooden house, which is more than a hundred square meters. There are rooms and living rooms. The decoration is gorgeous and warm. The largest room is Huan Qingyan. of.

Every time it gets dark, when Huan Qingyan proposes to go home, she will be given a log cabin.

Huan Qingyan jumped in.

Entering the living room, Huan Qingyan obediently sat down at the dining table, "Uncle, it's time for us to have dinner."

This is waiting for Jimo Ya to serve.

Jimo Ya took out a large food box from the storage ring, and laid out a series of pastries.

It has been a while since they entered the Ziyun Mountains, and the spiritual dishes cannot be preserved for such a long time, only pastries and the like are left.

Huan Qingyan is a foodie, and she is not picky about food. She eats whatever she has, and after eating, she goes to freshen up.

Jimo Ya said, "I performed a cleansing technique on you, so you don't need to take a bath anymore."

Who knows, Huan Qingyan sternly reprimanded, "Mom said that children who don't take a shower or brush their teeth before going to bed are not good children, and they will send me back to the orphanage. They don't like me anymore..."

Jimo Ya narrowed his eyes, orphanage?

He can now be sure that Huan Qingyan does come from a place different from Lingbao Continent, at least not within the regions of the Five Great Empires that he knows.

What kind of mysterious place is it?

And this little girl's background, is she an orphan? adopted?

Can't help but feel distressed, let's forget about the past, in the future, he will definitely not let her be wronged again.

Let her do whatever she likes!

A large water tank was installed on the wooden roof, so she could toss in the bathroom casually.

This time is the time to test his concentration, and he must not let his consciousness out to peep at her bathing place. After she has been tossing about for half an hour, she will put on her pajamas and lie down on the bed to sleep.

At this time, Jimo Ya encountered two new things.

One is a toothbrush, which is not difficult. According to the shape described by Huan Qingyan, it is easy to make one for her.

The other is pajamas, which require a bear pattern on the clothes...

This did not trouble Jimo Ya, he drew one for her with a Qiankun brush.

Jimo Ya felt that the most challenging part was the daily bedtime story...

"Uncle, tell me a bedtime story..." Huan Qingyan lay on the big soft bed, staring at Jimo Ya with wide eyes.

Jimo Ya used to sit cross-legged on the edge of the bed, after today's misfire, he is not very confident in his self-control, so for safety's sake, he moved a chair one meter away from the edge of the bed.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Fighting monsters. Uncle, sit on the bed and tell me, if it's too far away, the monsters will eat me..." Huan Qingyan demanded confidently.

Jimo Ya gave her an indifferent look, and ignored her request, "I'm not going to talk about fighting monsters today, but let me tell you about goblins. Goblins are a rare species and they are very small..."

Little Huan interrupted, "Is it younger than Qingyan?"

(The unbearable author complained: Huan Qingyan, how small are you? You are perfectly developed, a natural stunner, standing up to shoulder height with Jimo Ya, which of your eyes thinks you are too small?)