Fat Tiger wants to live a leisurely life

Chapter 13
"Why does this Cerebellar Axe look so sad? Does it need a hug from my sister? It looks like it needs a hug. I suggest sending it to my house so that I can give it a good hug."

"I've heard of your abacus abroad."

"I heard it from space."

"I heard it all on Mars."

Cheng Hao played with the ball with a sad face, looking very aggrieved, and soon attracted the love of caring people.

"Xiaoju, don't be so sad, play ball and have fun, my sister said that I will give you some meat later." Seeing the live broadcast on her mobile phone, Hong'er said with a sigh.

It's really a grievance that is visible to the naked eye. No wonder so many people in the live broadcast room began to overflow with maternal love.

"Aw~ow (I'm not happy without meat.)" Cheng Hao roared with his head drooping, clawing at the ball with his paws, his face full of displeasure.

Other Cerebellar Axes don't need to work, but he needs to be happy to see the hell.

Unless, the little sister of the breeder gave the same food.

Otherwise, the empty promise would make him feel unmotivated at all.

"Okay, okay, sister go get you some meat to eat, okay? Don't be so sad all day long." After hearing this, Hong'er sister said, asking Sun Xiaoyi to watch over it, and went to get the meat .

"Miss the breeder really spoils him, so let's get the meat."

"Yes, yes. Sure enough, it's not unreasonable to be so fat, and there is a young lady who is doting on her."

The audience in the live broadcast room listened and couldn't help discussing.

"Miss breeder left?" Seeing sister Hong'er leave, Cheng Hao ran to Ma Chi Jian again.

The purslane with only a few poles left seemed to make a heart-piercing cry under the sunlight: Don't come here.

But only Cheng Hao's ruthless iron mouth responded to it.

"quack"

The teeth bit on the branch of the purslane, making a crisp sound.

"My God! This wild vegetable is so pitiful, it has been bitten over and over again."

"Yeah, this cerebellar ax comes over to eat wild vegetables whenever he has a chance. I guess this wild vegetable has the heart to scold the tiger."

"That's right, it's the first time I feel that wild vegetables are so pitiful."

Seeing the persevering Cerebellar Ax slamming his mouth at a purse, the audience in the live broadcast room no longer felt sorry for Cerebellar Axe, but began to feel sorry for the purse.

And when they were pitiful, the last bit of purslane had already entered Cheng Hao's stomach, and there was only one left that hadn't been poisoned.

"Small orange, don't eat any more, if you eat any more, you will eat up all the turf."

Seeing this, Sun Xiaoyi, who was taking care of other Cerebellar Axes, immediately ran over and picked up Cheng Hao.

Xiaoju, the bad guy, is already so vicious and hungry?They all started eating grass.

No wonder he was able to grow so fat, he became a little chubby.

"I've finished eating, don't worry if I won't chew any more." Cheng Hao didn't struggle when he was carried away, chewing the last bit of purslane leaves in his mouth. The roots were eaten, but it never occurred to me to bite the roots below.

Therefore, the other party can rest assured.

There must be turf, and his mouth is still very measured.

"I just left for a while, what did this little rascal do again?" Sister Hong'er, who came back with the meat, asked Cheng Hao, who had slipped up when she saw the meat.

"This little villain ate all the wild vegetables. If I don't stop him, I guess it will be too late, and there will be no turf left." Sun Xiaoyi explained.

"Really? This little glutton is becoming more and more lawless." Sister Hong'er sighed after hearing this, put the meat on the ground, and took Cheng Hao from Sun Xiaoyi: "You little villain sister, go get it for you." Eat, and you ended up making trouble here?"

"Aw~ow (no)"

Cheng Hao answered in a loud voice, with purslane leaves still sticking to the corner of his mouth.

"You little villain, you still want to lie to my sister."

"Look at what this is?" Sister Hong'er pinched the leaf at the corner of Cheng Hao's mouth and said.

"Aw~ow (grass)"

Cheng Hao replied not to be outdone, didn't he just eat a little grass?Is this called making trouble?He is obviously helping the park weed, okay?

"Eat grass even if you know it's grass, you little rascal." Sister Hong'er said angrily, took out a piece of meat from the box and stuffed it into Cheng Hao's mouth: "Go and play ball obediently, as long as you play ball, you will be happy." Eat meat."

"Aw~ow (good)"

Cheng Hao chewed the meat while talking back. After being put down, he honestly went to play with the ball. From time to time, he opened his mouth wide at Sister Hong'er. It's in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the water friends in the live broadcast room instantly became envious:

"It's such a heartwarming scene. This scene reminds me of the scene when I was playing ball while eating when I was a child."

"Yeah, that's how I ate when I was a kid."

"That's right, the same mother in the same world, everyone has this kind of experience."

"This little chubby orange doesn't look aggrieved now, and looks much more comfortable than other little tigers."

"Yeah, the other Cerebellar Axes are so pitiful."

When the others saw it, they couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Look at how leisurely this little chubby orange is now, someone feeds the meat and plays with the ball.

And the other cubs can only starve and smell the meat.

How miserable is it?That's how miserable it is.

"Is Xiaoju happy now?" Sister Hong'er looked at Cheng Hao who was playing with the ball and said, "You are not allowed to graze anymore, you know? You are a little tiger, so you should do what a tiger should do."

"Aw~ow (good)"

Cheng Hao nodded his head while eating meat. Only a fool would eat grass if he had meat.

"Is that the breeder?" the long-haired man looked at this side and asked, looking carefully at the surroundings from time to time.

"Yes, she is not wrong." The thin and pale man nodded, "I have been observing her for a long time, and she is talking to that little tiger."

"And it's not the kind of speech that doesn't make sense, but the kind that can really be understood. She is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Really?" Hearing this, the long-haired man couldn't help but his eyes brightened: "Go and inquire about her live broadcast room, go back and watch her live broadcast carefully, and you are sure? You must have a share."

"Okay, thank you Brother Kun." The man who heard this said happily, and immediately went to inquire about it.

"Brown bear Brown bear, I am a wild wolf. The target has appeared."

"He is now talking to a man in his 30s with a short cut. He is between 1 and 60 meters tall and weighs 65 to [-] kilograms. He is wearing black sneakers, blue jeans, and a beige coat."

"I like to walk with my waist hunched over, with my hands in my pockets and my eyes always staring at the ground." Not far from the two of them, a girl with an apple and a peaked cap said softly into the headset.

"Brown bear received, immediately pay attention to new targets."

"Wild wolves, please don't leave the pack, the prey is dangerous." A rough male voice came from the headset.

"The wild wolf received it." The girl who was eating the apple replied, and walked towards the fence where the thin man was going.

"Miss Breeder, is your Tiger Park still running a live broadcast? What's the live broadcast number? My daughter likes to watch cubs very much. This time, something didn't work out. I want her to watch it on her mobile phone."

"Brother, you can search our name on the platform and you can find it. There are live broadcasts from 9:30 am to 3:00 pm every day."

"Okay, thank you."

The girl eating the apple heard this as soon as she arrived, and immediately pressed the microphone to record the conversation.

"Why is this guy so wretched and wretched that he doesn't look like a good guy?" Looking at the man who was talking to Sister Hong'er, Cheng Hao smelled something called a bad guy.

The other party exudes a bloody smell, and he usually doesn't know what to do?But certainly not serious work.

Serious people who don't work on weekends?

(End of this chapter)