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Chapter 1174 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (56)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (56)

It took Song Ning less than a day to accept and even get used to the cat turning into a human, and he discovered that his life had changed drastically after the cat became human.

Firstly, Big Cat could only help out a little, but Song Ning had to do most of the work himself.

But now that the big cat has become a human, Song Ning has an extra person to help her, making many things simpler and easier.

For example, now.

"I come."

Song Ning had just gone out with a snow shovel and shoveled snow for a while when Lance, who had been silently observing him for a minute, came up and took the snow shovel from his hand.

Song Ning felt a warmth in her hand first, then emptiness. She was still wondering if Lance knew how to use this.

Then he saw the man in the long overcoat and gray fur hat still with a cold face, his long legs spread wide, pushing the snow shovel with one hand and clearing a patch of snow from the doorway in no time.

After watching for a while, Song Ning couldn't help but ask.

"Leopard, Lancelot, you can use this too?"

The man who was focused on shoveling snow turned to look at him. His profile was particularly angular, with a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows, and a very deep profile. He was a handsome man with a cold face.

Song Ning admired the scene for a while before hearing the cold-faced handsome man speak.

"Look at you, you've learned it."

"Ok?"

It took Song Ning a moment to process Lance's stunning beauty before she understood what he meant.

"You mean, you were staring at me just now to show me how to use this?"

No wonder he said that when he was about to go out, Lance didn't ask any questions, just lifted the curtain and followed him out, and stood by his side for so long. So he was just watching him study without saying a word?

He wasn't idle either, standing to the side. While Lance was shoveling snow in front, he was behind him, using a shovel to pile up the snow in front of the small, dilapidated house, and even tamping it down.

This cleared a path and also blocked the strong winds coming from the door. He had previously kept the curtains hanging to make it easier for the big cat to come and go, only partially closing them when he went to sleep at night, just in case the big cat wanted to go out in the middle of the night.

But when the temperature dropped at night, the cold wind kept blowing in through the curtains. If it weren't for the kang (heated brick bed) to keep warm and the ability to sleep with the big cat, Song Ning estimated that she would have frozen to death long ago.

With a reliable helper by his side, Song Ning didn't have a moment's rest. After clearing the snow and creating a road, he went to the lake to fetch water and bring it back.

This time, we replaced a few more buckets. Although they are only 15L each, the combination of several buckets adds up to a significant amount of water storage. With the addition of the larger buckets, it is estimated that if we conserve water, it will be enough for at least a week.

On the way back with the water, Song Ning couldn't beat Lance to the speed and could only follow along to help support him. He also had a rare moment of leisure to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him.

After the extreme cold arrived, the greenery that had spread along the lake seemed to have been drained of its vitality in a single day, and even the vines clinging to the trees withered overnight.

Song Ning had always thought that no plant could survive in such a cold winter, but he now realized that this was not entirely true.

Just like on a rock wall not far ahead, a striking green shoot emerged from a crack in the rock. Several leaves stubbornly survived the cold wind, and one of the leaves even had a small white flower blooming on its top, with the edges of the petals slightly tinged with pinkish-purple, which was quite beautiful.

Occasionally, snowflakes fall and obscure the swaying beauty of the little flowers, but soon when the wind blows, the flowers immediately sway with the wind, shaking off the accumulated snowflakes, and instantly regain their beautiful appearance.

Song Ning only glanced at it a couple more times before looking away, feeling inexplicably better.

I've always heard the saying that life has its own origin, and now it seems to make a lot of sense, whether it's him or this little flower.

Song Ning didn't look any further and continued on her way home. The scenery was beautiful, but her home was dilapidated, so she decided to focus on the present.

After carrying water home, Song Ning was in an exceptionally good mood as she looked at the full buckets. The buckets were neatly placed next to the stove and lined up in a row outside the bathroom.

"Oh, right, Lance," Song Ning suddenly thought of something, "how about I boil some water and give you a hot bath?"

The big cat was always very clean before, so maybe it will be even cleaner after becoming human?

After he said that, Lance turned his head and looked at him several times.

After a long while, Lance nodded, seemingly a little aggrieved, "Okay, I'll go burn it myself."

Song Ning was surprised. Had he seen it wrong?

Does he really think Lance is a little wronged?

The bucket was full, and Song Ning went to the cellar.

Once the cellar door was opened, the temperature inside was actually slightly warmer than on the ground.

Lance had brought in the shelves that were previously outside. The shelves were filled with the canned goods they had, along with the tortillas he had traded for, and the smoked and cured meats he had prepared before the temperature dropped.

Song Ning looked around, thought for a moment, and took some cured meat, cornbread, and a can of peas. The amount was basically enough for two people.

He wasn't sure if Lance couldn't eat human food or just didn't like it, so he decided to give it a try and see if he could get away with it.

As he climbed out of the cellar, the cold wind seeped into his collar, making him shiver. Song Ning buried his face in his down jacket, grabbed his things, and quickly returned home.

As soon as he stepped into the house, he saw Lance lift the curtain and come out, his hair still damp.

Song Ning stood at the door, stunned, holding the things. His gaze involuntarily fell on Lance's face first. Lance had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome face, a straight nose, and thin lips like red. He was clearly frowning as if he was disgusted by something, but even the frowning action was just right and had a special charm.

"...I don't like water."

After hearing what Lance said, Song Ning snapped out of her daze at his stunning beauty. So, even after becoming human, she still retained more of her big cat habits?

He lowered the curtain and turned around, and the things in his hands were taken away. A tall man stood in front of him, frowning. "Is this alright?"

What? Is this okay now?

Since Song Ning couldn't figure it out, she simply asked directly.

Lance looked even more bewildered than Lance when asked the question. After thinking for a while, he still looked at him with a cold expression and a furrowed brow. "Didn't you just complain that I hadn't showered? What about now?"

Now Song Ning finally understood why Lance had been looking so cold and aggrieved. It turned out he had misunderstood her meaning.

He quickly moved closer, thought for a moment, and then rubbed against Lance's arm.

"How could I dislike you? I was just worried that you might feel too cold while helping me carry water. It would be better if you took a hot shower to warm up."

Lance stared at him for a long while with his starry blue eyes before asking a question.

"So you feel cold? Let me boil some water for you."