Chapter 142 (1/2)
The tourists were so excited that they were captured by the lovely ice cream!
”Ah, the little white tiger is so cute and beautiful! The eyes are blue! ”
”Like a chocolate ice cream, it's over. I'm a little reluctant to eat the ice cream in my hand!”
”It's so cute, I miss Rua!”
”The meat pad on the palm looks so soft and fluffy. I don't know what it feels like to touch it? It must be warm! ”
”I want to be a breeder! Want to play with the little tiger! ”
The children happily dragged their parents' sleeves and kept shouting: ”cerebellar axe! Brain axe! ”
A tourist who looked like a social animal with a sparse head wailed: ”regret ah, why do you start learning software engineering? It's not much more interesting to roll a little tiger than writing code. You have to work overtime late into the night every day.”
His companions joked: ”hehe, there's no chance to be a breeder. It's better to be cat food.”
”OK, let me put a sliding shovel into the tiger's mouth.”
Another companion patted him on the stomach and said mercilessly, ”look at so many people here, all waiting in line to be cat food. We inactive older otaku have loose meat, like cotton, not even chewy and greasy. I guess other people's Tigers don't like it at all.”
”Shit, brother, don't hit people like that!”
The ice cream loosened the drop ball, squatted back to the ground, looked up at the swinging wooden ball the size of a small pumpkin, opened its mouth and demonstrated with fierce eyes. It seemed that it regarded the wooden ball as its own imaginary enemy in its mind: ”look, I won't wash you!”
Then jump!
Jump 20cm high, hold the wooden ball with your forelimbs, hang your hind feet in the air and try to bite.
How can a round wooden ball be so easy to hold?
It lasted less than two seconds. As soon as his claws slipped, he fell out of the air, landed on his back, and fell into a flat sand falling goose style.
Ice cream refused to accept the defeat and immediately stood up, but was swung up just now. At this time, the wooden ball swung back hit his face and sat down on the ground again.
This time, I was cautious. I didn't get up immediately. I rolled over and threw my head on my stomach. I looked around at a loss. Where am I? What just happened?
The tourists were amused by the ice cream's confused and lovely embarrassment and laughed: ”the cerebellar axe is so cute!”
Jiao Jiao, who was lying in the shade of a tree in the back, looked a little worried. Her eyes were a little confused. Her neck and back were raised and looked carefully at the ice cream. She was comfortable and gently patted the tip of the tail of the grass.
Fang Ye told her to take good care of the ice cream!
Even without Fang Ye's advice, she likes little ice cream very much.
When some tiger mothers give birth to their babies for the first time, they are not maternal enough. They are unwilling to feed their babies. They act rudely and don't care what they do to their babies. Their babies are easy to die.
You can only be a mother for the second or even the third time. With some experience and the awakening of sleeping motherhood, you can take good care of the little tiger.
Jiao Jiao is gentle and is a natural good mother. At the age of being a mother, she naturally likes little tigers and treats ice cream like her own children.
She was still a little worried. She stood up from the ground, took a big step and walked to the ice cream.
He lowered his head and licked the long tiger tongue from the back of the ice cream like a comb.
Ice cream also likes Jiaojiao very much! Jiao Jiao, like her father with two legs, is very gentle to it and makes it feel safe.
Lift your head back, hold Jiao Jiao's forepaws like a coquettish, and rub the white soft hair like a scarf under Jiao Jiao's neck back and forth with your cheeks and forehead.
Jiao Jiao was relieved. She fell down and raised her head. Her amber eyes calmly observed the tourists.