A gentle breeze stirred, the forest leaves swayed, and from above, it looked like waves of deep green.
Splash, the sound of entering the water.
The mountain spring water cascades down, and in a clear pool, a black shadow swims freely.
The trees here are lush, and the scenery is beautiful.
The tree beside the mountain spring stood especially tall, with a small transparent glass house at its top, basking in the warm and bright sunlight.
On the clearing not far in front of this tree, there were three strange trees planted, which at first glance seemed somewhat out of place
The first tree was full of chestnut-colored bread, the second one entirely of red glass beads.
The third tree, a blanket of white snow.
But the snow on this tree was uneven, with a few branches particularly bare.
When Wen Meng was gathering bread, she noticed,
But she didn't pay much attention to it, perhaps it was due to an unbalanced diet?
"Honey, let me help you!"
The thunderbird saw Wen Meng busy and quickly flew over.
It woke up very early every day and had already taken a long stroll outside.
This is the habit of the thunderbird, equivalent to a morning jog for humans.
It is very fond of sports.
The thunderbird unleashed its powers on the breadfruit tree
A few hair-thin currents sliced through the stem connecting the bread.
In an instant, the bread on that section of branches fell with a rustle into the basket Wen Meng had prepared in advance.
The bread crumbs were similar to the orange ones, and Wen Meng had to exert quite a bit of effort when breaking them apart
With the thunderbird's help, the efficiency was much higher.
Looking at a basketful of bread, I estimated there was enough for today.
Wen Meng picked up the basket, "Thank you, Big Bird."
When she met Little Black and Little White, they were still very small, so Wen Meng gave them names that started with "Little."
However, when they encountered the Thunderbird, it was already an adult, so calling such a large creature "little bird" was clearly inappropriate.
So it's called Big Bird.
What was unexpected was that when the Thunderbird heard Wen Meng call it that, it immediately became unhappy.
"Honey, I don't like you calling me that," it said, displeased.
"Then how do you want me to call you?" Wen Meng sought its opinion.
In any case, it's impossible to call him husband.
The Thunderbird also knew that Wen Meng would never admit she was its wife.
It and Wen Meng still have a long way to go.
Don't worry, there's plenty of time ahead.
Thunderbird said sternly, "Law."
"Green?" Wen Meng was completely puzzled.
"Yes," Thunderbird winked playfully, "my name is Jin Lü."
"You can call me Lu."
Wen Meng: .....
You actually have a name?
Alright, since the thunderbird has its own name, calling it "big bird" all the time does seem a bit impolite.
"Okay, Jin Lu," Wen Meng nodded in agreement.
By noon, when everyone was having lunch together, Wen Meng subconsciously called out Thunderbird's name
She wanted the thunderbird to pass her the chopsticks
The thunderbird was, of course, happy and eagerly followed the instructions
But Little Black and Little White were dumbfounded on the spot.
No,
Wen Meng called the two of them Little Black and Little White, but referred to this naughty bird as..
"Golden Rule"!?
Let's not worry about whether it sounds good or not.
Why is the naming format different?
According to Wen Meng's naming logic,
Little Black is black, so he's called Little Black
Little White is white, so it's called Little White
That wicked bird, entirely golden,
It should be called Little Gold!!
Little Black and Little White fixed their Death God eyes on Wen Meng.
Admit it.
You, are you playing favorites?
Wen Meng felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
"It wasn't me who named it..."
But so what?
Little Black and Little White were in a big mood.
Little Black: "I don't care, you are not allowed to call it Golden Rule."
Xiao Bai: "Right, why should its name be different from our style? You can only call it Big Yellow!"
Big Yellow?
The Thunderbird sneered, "Am I a damn dog?"
However, it took responsibility for its actions, chivalrously coming to Wen Meng's rescue
"If you have the guts, give yourselves names too!"
Little Black and Little White exchanged a glance.
Rush immediately to the bookshelf in the living room.
There is a dictionary on it! They know it.
Given their current level of culture, naming really requires this thing!
Little White ran a bit faster, after all, it had four legs.
Damn it!
Little Hei was annoyed. If he had known earlier, he would have gone along the wall; he definitely wouldn't have lost!
After Little White had chosen the characters, it was finally its turn to use the dictionary.
Xiao Bai even cunningly closed his own door, saying he was afraid someone might steal his inspiration.
Little Black could only wait angrily at Little White's door.
About an hour later.
Wen Meng was watching TV in the living room.
Since the treehouse wasn't equipped with a satellite dish, it could only receive a few basic channels.
The thunderbird sat beside her, crossing its legs, and secretly spread out one of its large wings
Placed on the backrest of the sofa on Wen Meng's side.
Wen Meng was very focused on watching TV; this channel was broadcasting the current affairs news of Xingjing.
It helps her understand the trends of this world.
The thunderbird saw that Wen Meng didn't mind its ambiguous posture,
So its outstretched golden wing slowly moved forward, moved forward..
Just as he was about to touch Wen Meng's shoulder,
It suddenly felt a sharp pain; the feathers on its wing were burned through, and black smoke billowed out.
Looking again, Little White was glaring at him fiercely
It was obvious that this was its handiwork.
No hugging!
Thunderbird: ...Damn! Discovered.
The thunderbird swiftly folded its wings,
As if nothing had ever happened.
Xiaobai walked over, jumped onto the sofa, and settled down on the other side of Wen Meng.
Burying his head in her lap.
Wen Meng patted its head.
It seems I've grown up again.
Sure enough, upon seeing the white chalk card, Xiao Bai had also reached adulthood!?
Wouldn't that mean it will go into heat soon?
However, the mating season for each disaster beast is not fixed, and Xiao Bai has not shown any signs of it yet.
Under Wen Meng's gentle strokes, Xiao Bai comfortably squinted its eyes, showing no trace of the ferocity it had displayed when glaring at the thunderbird moments ago.
Thunderbird saw Little White in this state and felt a surge of anger in his heart
You're quite the actor, aren't you!
Mengmeng said, no using superpowers in the treehouse!
But it couldn't complain to Wen Meng, otherwise it would expose its intention to secretly hug Wen Meng
So, it could only swallow this silent loss, snorting a dissatisfied syllable from its nostrils, "Hmph!"
After a while.
Little Black came out too.
With its new name.
"Have you all decided what you want to be called?" Wen Meng asked.
Little Black hadn't spoken yet.
Xiaobai quickly stepped forward, "I'll go first! Everything has to have an order, right?"
Little Black was furious: "You didn't say anything when you were out for so long, but as soon as I come out, you have to speak?"
That's the logic, but—
"I want to!" Xiao Bai retorted, "Is it any of your business?"
Wen Meng: "..."
They started arguing again.
"Sister," Little Bai lifted his head on Wen Meng's lap, looking at her innocently with big eyes, "My name is Bai Yan."
White Flame.
Easy to remember, and it matches its fire attribute characteristics.
Wen Meng smiled, "Alright, from now on you'll be called Bai Yan."
Little Black was alone in the distance and didn't come over.
Seeing the three of them sitting on the sofa, my heart was filled with bitterness
There, its place no longer existed!
It should be on the roof, not inside the house, to see how sweet you are!
"Mom! Can I talk now?" it shouted angrily, like a neglected, aggrieved child
Clearly, she used to be his alone!
Why does it have to share warmth with so many bad things!
This cry of "Mama" tugged at Wen Meng's heartstrings deeply
She lifted Little White's paw from her thigh and placed it to the side
He stood up directly and walked towards Xiao Hei.
Little Black's height when standing reached her waist, but she still squatted down to look at Little Black at eye level
"Of course, baby."
"What do you want to be called?"
Wen Meng's gaze was gentle as she touched its smooth, round head.
Little Black felt the love again.
The bitterness in my heart vanished completely,
It proudly said, "My name is—"
Wen Meng was surprised, and then her eyes glistened with mist.
Thunderbird and Little White stood there, dumbfounded.
Got wiped out??
Does the stinky snake have this trick up its sleeve too?
Little White leaped off the sofa with a swish, ran up to Wen Meng, and wagged its big tail.
"My name is Wen Baiyan."
Little Black: ?
It turned its head.
The delivery room brought good news; there was an additional pair of cubs
So refreshing!
Now, only Thunderbird was left sitting alone on the sofa.
"I am Wen Jinlü."
Mixed with the parrot's dialect from its hometown.
Taking the wife's surname, it's not entirely out of the question, right?
Who made him love his wife so much?
The Wen family's treehouse was a scene of harmony and joy.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted outside,
Everyone ran out.
Earthquake?
"What happened?" Wen Meng asked anxiously.
"Not clear." It was too far away, even the thunderbird couldn't see it clearly.
The thunderbird only took Wen Meng, leaving no place for Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai!
Wen Meng grabbed the feathers on the back of the thunderbird with her hand to avoid falling off
He said to Little Black and Little White, "I'll be back soon."
Their rooms were directly opposite each other.
The treehouse is specially designed for humans, with custom-made wooden beds, soft quilts, and single desks..
There was even a large wardrobe.
But at this moment, in one of the rooms, the wardrobe was wide open,
Inside, there were a few crooked items that looked like clothes.
Next to the large wardrobe, there stood a full-length mirror.
In the mirror, a tall, smooth, and stark naked figure was reflected
Almost as tall as the full-length mirror.
Huh? It's a bit tight around the neck.
It turned out that the head had slipped into the sleeve!
Readjusting the position, finally, there were no more issues!
After putting on the clothes, the figure turned around a few times
A satisfied smile appeared.
So handsome, no wonder it's me.
Creak—
The sound of the door opening,
It means that two doors open simultaneously,
Two barefoot men stood facing each other,
Even if they had never seen each other,
But they still recognized each other's identities at a glance.
So you too—?!
What?
!!