Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH86

Chapter 86

When Tang Rong woke up the next day, he discovered that Shen Muhan was holding him tightly in his arms.

At this moment, Shen Muhan looked nothing like his snow leopard spirit form. Instead, he resembled a sloth, with both arms and legs firmly wrapped around Tang Rong, sleeping soundly.

Compared to Shen Muhan’s human form, Tang Rong still preferred sleeping while hugging the little snow leopard. It was small and especially soft, and after waking up, he could bury his face right into the fluffy fur on its belly and take several deep, satisfying sniffs.

Tang Rong raised a hand and touched Shen Muhan’s hair. It was also soft and white. The feel of it was no worse than the little snow leopard’s fur, but it was not something he could sniff.

After Tang Rong had ruffled his hair for a while, Shen Muhan finally woke up slowly. Out of habit, he instinctively burrowed further into Tang Rong’s arms, only to belatedly realize that he was not in his snow leopard form. Feeling guilty, he loosened the arms and legs that had been clinging to Tang Rong.

“Morning.”

In the past, if he had been in snow leopard form, it would have been a simple “meow.”

Tang Rong smiled and replied, “Morning.”

Not long after the two little boys got up and finished breakfast, someone from the imperial family came to take Shen Muhan away.

Because of the New Year, he would be gone for quite a long time this time, and would only return after the holiday.

Although Tang Rong was reluctant to part with him, there was nothing to be done.

Brother Xiao Han had his own home; he could not stay in Tang Rong’s home forever.

The Tang family lived in Eden, and almost no one came to visit, nor were there many relatives to call on. Shen Muhan had something to do every day, but Tang Rong was quite idle.

On the first day after Shen Muhan left, snow fell in Eden.

Tang Rong sat by the floor-to-ceiling window with the heating on, the drifting snowflakes outside accompanying him as he continued carving the tag he meant to give Shen Muhan.

And so he kept carving until the New Year arrived.

On the main planet, New Year was celebrated on January 1 of the new year. At that time, the whole family would eat a reunion dinner together. It was said that the streets outside would be full of lively New Year festivities lasting for about half a month.

The day before New Year’s, Tang Rong went to see his mother.

As he stared at her sleeping face, he quietly said sorry to her in his heart.

He had not managed to earn enough points before the New Year to exchange for the card that could bring her back.

So he would have to wait until next year to share a reunion dinner with her.

That disappointment was somewhat lightened when he woke up the next day and found his bed covered in gifts.

Each gift was wrapped in a small red box, nearly taking up the whole bed. Any lingering drowsiness vanished at once, and Tang Rong excitedly began opening them one by one.

The gift boxes were all tied only with ribbons. As long as he untied the bows on top, they opened very easily, which was especially convenient.

The system explained, [They sneaked into your room two hours ago and carefully placed all these gift boxes on your bed.]

The system had witnessed everything. Knowing they were preparing a New Year surprise for the host, it had quietly watched, feeling the warmth of family and unwilling to interrupt.

While it was explaining, Tang Rong had already opened one of the gifts: a little rubber duck that could spray water during bath time.

The second was a set of molds for shaping snow into various forms.

The third was a bubble machine.

The fourth…

…

Every single gift was something a small child would love. It was obvious that each one had been chosen with great care.

The more Tang Rong unwrapped, the more eager he became to play with all these new toys.

After getting out of bed, he hurried downstairs and was delighted to find that all his family members had come to his place. Some were sitting in the living room, while others were busy in the kitchen preparing the reunion meal.

There were also a few unfamiliar faces among them.

Seeing him come down, Tang Yinsheng beckoned him over. Tang Rong at once pattered over and was lifted onto Grandpa’s lap.

Tang Yinsheng introduced them, “This is Xiao Fei-saosao’s father, mother, older brother, sister-in-law, and nephew.”

So they were Sister-in-law’s family.

Not long ago, after returning from the mountain temple, Big Brother and Sister-in-law had gone and gotten their marriage certificate. Although they had not yet held a wedding, once you had the certificate, you were already legally husband and wife, legally family.

So this New Year, it was only right that Sister-in-law’s family join them for the reunion dinner.

However, since entering and leaving Eden was not particularly convenient, only these few close relatives from Lin Fei’s side had come.

Their plan was to have one reunion meal at the Tang family home at noon, then another at the Lin family home that evening, so that both sides could be properly included.

Tang Rong blinked up at them, and very soon was showered with praise and red envelopes one after another.

“So this is Xiao Rong? What a beautiful child.”

“He’s much better behaved than the one at my house who’s so naughty even dogs hate him.”

“He really looks alike. So alike.”

“Here, this red envelope is from Auntie.”

Everyone could tell Tang Rong resembled his mother, but no one dared bring up his mother too easily.

With his mouth sweet as honey, Tang Rong accepted all the red envelopes and tucked them into his pockets, feeling for the first time in such a real way how family could extend outward.

Curled up in Grandpa’s arms, after eating two pumpkin buns and drinking a cup of milk, Tang Rong’s little stomach was full.

Tang Yinsheng took the opportunity to say, “Xiao Rong, why don’t you take Brother Xiaoxian around the house to play a little?”

Brother Xiaoxian’s full name was Lin Xian, precisely the one just described as “so naughty even dogs hate him.” He was the son of Lin Fei’s elder brother and sister-in-law, Lin Fei’s nephew, and this year he was six years old.

Since the moment Tang Rong came downstairs, he had been watching him nonstop. Hearing this, he immediately stood up and looked at Tang Rong expectantly.

Tang Rong naturally had no reason to refuse. He climbed down from Grandpa’s lap and brought Lin Xian upstairs to his room on the second floor.

Most of his toys were normally kept on the first floor, but upstairs were the new toys he had unwrapped after waking up that day. He was already impatient to try them out.

Lin Xian was very familiar and easygoing, seeming especially interested in Tang Rong. His little mouth chattered nonstop, never running out of things to say.

Tang Rong liked being around someone like that. It was very fun, and he answered every sentence seriously.

“I’m in first grade at Xingyuan Primary School. What about you?”

“I’m still in the small class at kindergarten.”

“When you graduate from kindergarten, come to Xingyuan Primary too. I’ll look after you.”

“Okay, I’ll ask Daddy later.”

“What’s this?”

“The little snow leopard’s bed.”

“What’s a little snow leopard? Is it the pet you keep? Why don’t I see it?”

“Mm… it went back to its other home. It’ll come back after a while.”

“Oh, okay.”

“You’re really pretty. You’re the prettiest child I’ve ever seen.” Lin Xian propped his chin up as he watched Tang Rong pour bubble liquid into the bubble machine.

“Thank you. You’re very good-looking too.” Tang Rong looked at him with smiling eyes. By now, he was already used to this sort of praise about his looks.

Over these months since coming home, he had been raised better and better, no longer the skinny little thing with skin stretched over bones like before. His already delicate features had only grown more striking.

Lin Xian wore short, somewhat prickly hair. Though he had not grown into his features yet, he was clearly handsome already. Still, he was not the same kind of beauty as Tang Rong, whose looks were almost doll-like.

A few seconds later, Tang Rong successfully filled the machine with bubble solution and sent Shen Muhan a photo of the bubbles.

Lin Xian, playing with a ball of yarn he had picked up from somewhere, suddenly spoke again, “Have you ever had a child betrothal?”

A child betrothal?

It was the first time Tang Rong had heard this phrase, and he did not really understand what it meant.

Two little dolls kissing?

And why use the word “betrothal”?

Tang Rong simply asked, “What’s a child betrothal?”

He was asking Lin Xian, and also asking the system in his mind.

The system did not reply immediately. It wanted first to hear how this little boy, who had been looking at its host with obvious infatuation, would explain it.

Since binding with this host, it was the first time the system had truly felt a crisis of its little cabbage being stolen away.

Lin Xian said, “It means two children make a marriage promise while they’re young, and then when they grow up, they can just get married directly.”

It was actually a fairly standard explanation, but it did nothing to ease the system’s sense of crisis.

Marriage…

Tang Rong blinked.

He knew that marriage was something you did with your wife. So apparently when you were little, you could already make an agreement with your future wife in advance.

Was Brother Xiaoxian asking whether he already had a wife?

Tang Rong shook his head, saying that he had no wife and had never had any child betrothal.

Lin Xian’s eyes immediately lit up. “Then do you want to have a child betrothal with me?”

System: [!!!]

It knew it!!!

This little boy was clearly trying to trick its host!

How hateful. If only the little snow leopard were here—he would definitely protect the host from being tricked.

As if on cue, before Tang Rong could answer, Shen Muhan’s video call suddenly came through.

Tang Rong froze for a moment, then quickly answered it.

Brother Xiao Han had been gone for several days already, and Tang Rong missed him very much. They talked on the phone every day for a while.

The moment the video call connected, Shen Muhan saw an unfamiliar little boy in his and Tang Rong’s bedroom, and in that boy’s hands was his favorite ball of yarn.

“Who is he?!”

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