Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 217 The Rambling Little Tiger (2)
Jimo Lifei flew to the bed, Yue'er was lying on the bed, her big eyes were blinking, she was confused, she asked doubtfully, "Why did I fall asleep again?"

Jimoli carried her back to Ciqian Palace, and said softly, "Sleep if you want to sleep."

The little tiger watched him silently for a while before saying: "Mo Li, are you happy today?"

"Ah."

"why?"

Jimoli pinched her little ears: "You have a baby."

"Ah?" Yue'er opened her small mouth slightly, obviously surprised, and said in a panic after a while: "Are you serious? I have a little tiger?"

Then wouldn't her wish to be a little tiger come true?

Jimo Li smiled slightly, and said: "It's a baby."

The little tiger didn't notice the difference between the two, and was immersed in his own imagination of the little tiger.After thinking about it, he fell asleep quietly.

Jimo Li heaved a sigh of relief, covered her with the quilt, lightly pecked her on the lips, and then got up to leave.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yue'er got up, Jimo Li washed her up, dressed her, and then carried her to the hall where dinner had been prepared in advance.

Yue'er put her arms around his neck, wondering: "Why are the tables and the floor covered with soft blankets?"

"I'm afraid you will drop the little doll."

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot...but why isn't my stomach bulging?"

"Well, it's not time yet."

"Then why is that tree trunk covered with a thick blanket? Is it also afraid of the cold?"

"...I'm afraid you will bump into it by accident."

Yue'er was quite depressed. When she woke up, the whole world seemed to have become limp, too fast.

When they arrived at the dining hall, Yue'er's delicate eyebrows were almost knotted, and her little finger pointed to the jet-black liquid that exuded the smell of medicine, and said to Jimo Li: "Are you sure it's really soup?" Why does it sound like medicine?

"Well, although it doesn't smell good, it must be delicious to drink." Someone coaxed her helplessly.

The little tiger twisted his head: "I don't want it!"

"Huh? Do you want to drink?"

"No! Drink!" The strong smell of medicine is deceiving!
Under the surprised eyes of the little tiger, Jimoli fed the black soup into his mouth, then kissed her little red lips fiercely, and gave it to her in one gulp.

When the two separated, their faces were a little red, and Jimoli glanced at her very fondly, and said, "I don't mind feeding you like this."

The little tiger resolutely succumbed to someone's despotic power. After drinking the decoction with tears in his eyes, he ate a lot of things that smelled like strong medicine. He said dissatisfiedly, "Where's the meat?"

Jimoli pinched her little ears: "Little doll doesn't like you eating meat."

Yue'er felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell why, so she had to let it go silently.

After waiting for a few days, Yue'er couldn't hold back her outburst anymore, she sat on the bed and refused to get up, and refused to let Jimo Li hug her.

"I don't want to eat such a nasty thing! I want to go out and play!"

"Hey, little doll doesn't like..."

"You always lie to me with that sentence!"

As he said that, he pulled the quilt up, covered his little head, and looked like he couldn't see it. He was angry to the end.

Seeing Jimo Li walk out of the screen, Fu Rong immediately stepped forward and said, "My lord, I have studied many mortal books, Miss Yue'er's temper may be a little weird these days, moody, it's normal."

Ning Qi came forward at this time, saluted Yingying, and said with a smile: "My lord, the White Tiger Clan has sent a lot of good materials, soft and comfortable. I have made some white tiger outfits for Yue'er in the past few days. Do you want to let Yue'er see if he likes it or not?" Ning Qi simply joined Jiu Jian and the others in asking Jimo Li to come on.

Speaking of the white tiger outfit, Jimoli immediately thought of the enchanting and cute little dress that Yue'er wore back then, revealing a large area of ​​skin and showing off her figure. There was no expression on her face. Seeing him like this, Ning Qi hurriedly said: "Mr. Show it to the Lord, there is no problem."

Jimoli reached out to take the white tiger outfit that Ning Qi brought up, scanned his spiritual sense, found nothing unusual, turned around and walked into the hall.

"Yue'er..."

The little man in the bed moved and ignored him.

"Ning Qi made some white tiger outfits for you, if you don't want them, I'll just throw them away."

The little man in the bed moved, and a soft voice came out: "You just ignored me."

Jimoli: "..."

"Then come out and try on the clothes."

The little tiger stretched out his small head, took the top clothes in his hand, and hurriedly put them on, but if they couldn't put them on well, he tore them off angrily: "No more, it's so hard to wear!"

Jimoli picked up the white tiger outfit and dressed her carefully, seeing Yue'er who was covered in the white tiger outfit so that only her small face was exposed, she was so cute, he hugged her and sat in his arms: "It looks good."

"Really?" Is this white tiger dress wrapped from top to bottom really good-looking?Yue'er expressed doubts.

"Ah."

"I want to eat bayberry iced in the mortal world."

After half an hour...

"I want to eat raw."

After half an hour...

"It's so disgusting! I don't want to eat anything! I'm angry!" The little tiger was inexplicably irritable.

Jimoli held her in his arms, and seeing her look like he didn't think about food, he sighed inwardly.

On the second day, people from all over the world stood in front of the Luoshui mountain range, and Fu Rong stood in front, busy with work.

"You! Can't sign up."

Su He was stunned, and asked anxiously, "Why can't I?"

"I don't want the good-looking ones. My Patriarch can't stand Miss Yue'er looking at other people. I don't want the ugly ones. It will scare Miss Yue'er and affect the little baby's mood."

The man retreated aggrieved, is it easy for him?He worked so hard to sign up for an opera, but he didn't even have the qualifications to sign up... Could it be his fault for being good-looking?Come on, he's not particularly good-looking either!
Fu Rong pointed to another one: "You, a woman disguised as a man? Women are not accepted here, go back." A girl who wanted to enter Luoshui Shenfu cried and left.

When he came to Wen Zhihan, Wen Zhihan immediately wiped away two tears of sadness and said: "Fu Rong, I haven't seen Yue'er for a long time, lovesickness is hard, let me sign up."

Fu Rong shook his head resolutely, regretfully said: "You are good-looking, besides, the Lord has already said that Wen Zhihan and Long Zhishui are not good..."

Zhishui next to him could only be driven away sadly and Wen Zhihan reluctantly.

In the end, the Luoshui Shenfu selection and singing opera event, which caused a sensation in the six worlds, ended after three days.After the most professional training in Huiyin Pavilion and the guidance of experts from all walks of life, these people performed with all their heart on the big stage built in the Luoshui Mountains.

(End of this chapter)