Fang Yan, who fell from the bed to the floor and rolled into Ninetales's arms with Mime Jr. in his arms, felt that he could not breathe and opened his eyes.
I found Ninetales putting his head on his chest.
Fang Yan struggled to escape from Ninetales's head, breathing heavily in the air.
Since Ninetales can only sleep on the floor after evolving, Fang Yan specially installed blankets on the floor of the room to make Ninetales more comfortable.
Ninetales was awakened by Fang Yan's movements. He opened his fox eyes and looked at Fang Yan in confusion.
What's wrong with you?
Fang Yan rolled his eyes at it, "You don't know your tonnage? You even rubbed your head against my chest."
Ninetales chuckled.
Then he reached over his fox head and gently rubbed Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan grabbed the fox's head and ravaged it fiercely.
"So cute, Ninetales."
Ninetales is even happier.
Mime Jr. also woke up, got up from the floor, then came to Fang Yan and opened his little hands.
Fang Yan smiled and hugged Mime Jr..
"Mime Jr., Mime Jr., how could there be such a cute and sensible Pokémon? If it weren't for you, we Pokémon Day Care would probably be hungry."
Fang Yan lifted Mime Jr. high and said with a smile.
"Hoothoot gu~"
Gengar on the side "pretended" to cooperate, and his stomach made a sound.
Fang Yan glanced at it, and it patted its belly sheepishly.
Hee hee.
The room was instantly filled with joyful laughter.
Fang Yan stood up, and there was no Snorunt in the room. Because the weather was getting colder, Snorunt preferred to spend the night outside, so it ran to the lake area to spend the night with Lapras and the others. The temperature at night would make it more adaptable to it.
When winter comes, it will be better after it snows.
Fang Yan came to the balcony, took a deep breath, stretched, and thought.
"Morning, Cynthia, what do you want for breakfast?"
After greeting Cynthia who was sitting opposite and reading a book, Fang Yan asked.
Cynthia smiled and said, "Drink porridge."
"Okay, received."
After breakfast, Fang Yan sat on Ninetales's back, and then took the milk to Shauna to go to school.
Carrying the purchased ingredients, Fang Yan put them into the kitchen, came to the lake area, jumped on his brother's back, and came to Cynthia's side.
"Winter is coming soon. How about making dumplings for lunch?"
"Dumplings? Is this Donghuang's food again?"
Cynthia closed the book, took off the glasses on his face, and asked.
"Hmm."
Fang Yan nodded, "It seems like I haven't eaten dumplings since I came here."
Fang Yan was lying on Lapras's back, looking at the sky and muttering to himself.
Cynthia looked at him, feeling a little distressed for no reason.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it. It seems like all the food at Donghuang is delicious. There doesn't seem to be anything bad at all."
O
Fang Yan sat up instantly, "That's for sure, let me tell you, Donghuang League----"
When Fang Yan talked about Donghuang Region with Cynthia, he became more and more excited as he talked and talked about other places.
Cynthia didn't mind being noisy either. He just listened to Fang Yan quietly and occasionally asked some questions or expressed great interest.
Sinnoh Region and Donghuang Region are separated by a sea. Fang Yan may be homesick.
Cynthia thought so in his heart.
Then he sat there and listened quietly.
After Fang Yan finished speaking, he looked at Cynthia who was listening quietly in front of him. He felt a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry, was it so noisy that it disturbed you while you were reading?"
Cynthia tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Why do you want to apologize? I was already very interested in Donghuang League. After listening to what you said, I became even more interested. This is knowledge that cannot be learned in books."
Fang Yan was stunned for a long time after listening to Cynthia's words, and then he laughed.
"Thank you, Cynthia."
"You're welcome, uncle~"
Cynthia deliberately lengthens the ending sound.
Seeing the expression on Fang Yan's face, Cynthia laughed happily.
Together with Lilligant.
Fang Yan pretended to punch her, and then patted her brother on the head.
"Would you like to try making dumplings?"
Cynthia's eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"
"Come on, I'll teach you."
Cynthia jumped onto the shore, handed the book and glasses to Garchomp, and followed Fang Yan to the kitchen.
After Fang Yan completed the preparatory work, he took a piece of dough in his hand, rolled it out with a wooden stick that Gengar bought but never used, then put the filling on it and pinched it.
You're done.
"Look, it's very simple."
Cynthia nodded, "Get up and let me try."
Fang Yan gave up the position, and then Cynthia imitated Fang Yan's behavior just now. In the end, because there was too much stuffing, the east wall was demolished to make up for the west wall, and the last four were different.
Fang Yan held his breath and tried not to laugh.
Garchomp on the side accidentally laughed out loud. Cynthia narrowed his eyes. Garchomp instantly showed his sickle and placed it on Fang Yan's neck.
Do you still dare to laugh?
Fang Yan:----
Mr. Clear Soup, I was wronged!
Finally, Cynthia looked at Fang Yan and made a few, and then started to make some decent dumplings by himself.
"It's really tiring me out."
Cynthia looked at the dumplings he had made, nodded with satisfaction, put his hands on his hips and said.
"This is really exhausting our Miss Cynthia. Leave the rest to me."
Cynthia was satisfied and handed over the main seat to Fang Yan and Mime Jr.. He took Gengar and them to find a new place and make dumplings together.
After Fang Yan finished making the last dumpling on his hand, he breathed a sigh of relief. The whole kitchen was piled with dumplings.
Mime Jr. wiped the sweat from his forehead and drew three white lines for himself. Fang Yan couldn't help laughing. Seeing Cynthia and the others were still wrapping dumplings, he picked up Mime Jr. and walked over.
You won't know if you don't look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
All kinds of strange dumplings are lying on the table.
There is a pig, in the shape of Gengar, in the shape of Ninetales, and even in the shape of pot buns----
Garchomp's is even more extreme.
It's just a dumpling as big as your face.
It's full of meat filling.
"Crack."
What are you looking at? Do you have any opinions?
Fang Yan shook his head, no, no.
Cynthia finished wrapping the animal dumplings in her hands and raised her head, Fang Yan saw her face covered in flour.
The surrounding Gengar are also like this, especially Gengar, which has become Mega Form.
Fang Yan took a deep breath and then exhaled.
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
"Finished?"
Fang Yan asked gently.
"Hmm.
Cynthia nodded.
"Koujie-"
Yay!
"Laji~"
"Ni~"
Then let's cook dumplings~
Gudongdong.
The dumplings came out of the pan, and everyone and Pokémon ate happily.
"It's really delicious."
Cynthia was satisfied and ate a dumpling shaped like a pot of meat.
Garchomp was eating his own huge dumplings by himself.
Seeing that Cynthia seemed a little reluctant to give up, Fang Yan smiled and said, "Want to pack some for you to take away?"
"Hmm."
Cynthia put a bright smile on his face again.
After the meal, Fang Yan packed some dumplings and gave them to Gengar to take them over to Gothitelle and the children in the afternoon nursery to taste them, and then asked Dali Er Li San Li brought some to share with the old people like Officer Jenny, Nurse Joy, Grandpa Muzhi and Grandpa Yongchang.
Finally, Fang Yan brought several thermal boxes, packed them in bags, came to Cynthia, and handed them to Cynthia.
"Next time we come over, let's make buns and eat them together."
"Okay."
Cynthia took the dumpling and jumped on Garchomp's back.
"Cynthia."
Cynthia looked down at Fang Yan.
"Next time----"
Fang Cheng stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Cynthia asked.
Fang Cheng laughed and said, "It's okay. I look forward to your next visit."
Cynthia:"Okay~"
After saying that, he disappeared in front of Fang Cheng like a jet fighter.
"I still need to become more artistic."
Fang Yan murmured to himself.
Finally return to Pokémon Day Care.
Cynthia stood on the back of Garchomp and felt the temperature of the thermal box in his hand.
"Garchomp, I'm looking forward to it."
"Crack."
Defeat me first.