Morning, The Heir Chapter 23: What Are You Afraid Of?

Lin Xiaomi was astounded by the scene and heard Leng Yihuang's gloating sneer.

Nowadays, she couldn't tolerate that Leng Yihuang was happy. She furiously laid p.r.o.ne on the ground and pulled the timid Little Nipper out of the bottom of the cabinet. She patted its head to scold it while taking it to the bathroom for a shower.

He instantly became delighted and even found the sour food on the table not that difficult to eat.

Little Nipper was a brown retrograde-haired Guinea Pig which only had white hair in the center of its face, looking very adorkable and adorable.

Soaked in water, its long hair attached to its body tightly like a drenched chicken, making it more lovely. 

However, it was so timid that it had been s.h.i.+vering all the time, which was its sole shortcoming.

In her original plan, she took it home to make him suffer. She had never raised a pet before, so it was the first time that she had taken one home, but she suddenly fell for the feeling of attending to someone.

Little Nipper trembled in her palm. It had tiny claws and short legs with half of its round body seeming to be its head. It couldn't be more adorable.

She wrapped it with a towel and took it out of the bathroom. Being seated on the ground, she placed it on her legs and rubbed it, making its hair messy like a soft-burred hedgehog. She thereby spent some time finding its small face.

She held a hairdryer and wanted to dry its hair. The moment the hairdryer was on, it was stiffened with its hair rising on end and wanted to run. Luckily, she had seen this coming and stopped it.

"What are you afraid of? How timid you are! If I don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold," said she in a soft voice while touching its head as if she was coaxing a baby.

But Little Nipper was still s.h.i.+vering severely with its body curled up and its head buried in her legs. It looked so pathetic.

She pursed her lips and turned the hairdryer off.

Turning it upside down, she could only faintly see two small b.a.l.l.s which were its eyes.

She found it rather lovely and liked it very much, so she happily played with it by holding its two claws.

Sitting on the sofa, he glanced at them from time to time with his eyebrows wrinkled. They were having fun together.

Negligent of him, she paid all her attention to this stupid Guinea Pig.

Her smile was so gentle and brilliant, and her voice was soft. She had never been so gentle to him. He thereby felt dissatisfied.

The TV programs were boring, and she didn't come to bother him, either.

Placing Little Nipper on a small towel, she watched it playing happily with itself. Thinking that it hadn't eaten anything, she stood up and wanted to make something for it.

Having watched her enter the kitchen, he slowly turned around and saw the Guinea Pig happily playing with the towel. Afterward, he stood up and silently walked over.

As it turned over and scratched on the towel, it suddenly heard a slight noise. In the meantime, a gush of chill swept over it, making its hair on the back of its neck stand on end accordingly.

Almost out of its instincts, it immediately wanted to escape!

As a result, its small claws scratched a thread of the towel, and it directly fell onto the ground.

He was surprised to see it lying on the ground with its limbs sprawling. It somehow was entangled by the towel. Besides, the more it struggled, the more difficult for it to free itself.　　

He couldn't help laughing. The stupid "pig" looked like its master very much.

He had even not got started!