The more he talks about it, the more pitiful he becomes, and the more he talks about it, the more energetic he becomes, as if he will not survive in the next second...
"Meow, meow...!"
Mao'er couldn't laugh or cry, she really couldn't just leave like this. If this person made her so irritated in front of her, he would have been kicked to the ground long ago, but this little beast made Mao'er so heartbroken that he couldn't do it...
…
He sighed and picked up the little fox cat sitting on the snow. The little guy still had injuries on his legs. He patted the snow on his butt and said, "Okay, don't cry.
Yes, I want you!"
"Meow...?"
The little fox cat raised its head from the cat's arms and looked at the cat steadily...
--Really?
Mao'er's face seemed helpless but not helpless, and he nodded. It's a troublesome thing to have around!
After getting the cat's affirmation, the pitiful expression on the little spirit fox cat's face disappeared instantly, its little eyes suddenly widened, and the tears went back instantly, and with a meow, it jumped out of the cat's body with a somersault...
…
‘Ooh, ooh…!’
The two little paws waved in the air, so proudly, and then the invisible little eyebrows raised and twisted, and the buttocks twisted, and then came a difficult flip in the air for three and a half times, and then again in the snow
The ground rolled twice, and the little tail was raised to the sky...
The cat looked dumbfounded...
Is this... is this... the pitiful little beast just now?
Recovery so fast?
The little spirit fox cat "scratched and coquettished" for a while, then jumped into the little fox's arms with a lightning leap, and gave the cat's face with the birthmark on the left side a "cheep"...
Then, he said, 'Meow, meow, meow... meow...! Meow... meow...'
——Mom, I know that although you are ugly, you are very gentle...
Damn... this sentence made the cat so angry that he wanted to throw the little thing as far as he could, but he could see that the injured hind leg was oozing blood again because of its jumping and jumping, and he was stunned to hold it back.
Okay, this little beast was clearly acting before, acting...
Sure enough...a combination of cats and foxes...
A combination of sinister and cunning...
He hugged the little fox cat into his arms and said angrily, "Go home!"
The little fox cat is happy... extremely happy... It is going back to its new home! It has a mother!
…
The man and the beast walked back home on the vast snow, leaving a series of footprints behind them, which were immediately covered by snowflakes...
The little fox cat lay in the cat's arms, staring straight at the cat with its big eyes.
"Meow, meow, meow... meow...!"
——"Mom, mom, give me a name!"
The cat frowned, looking at the expectant look on the little spirit fox cat's face, it was difficult to attack it, not to mention that this little thing has a mother every time, so she didn't object and took it as acquiescence...
After thinking for a long time, he looked at the silver fur, coughed and said, "I want Little Silver!" ("Meow" will be omitted in the following words of the little spirit fox cat)
The little spirit fox cat was stunned, its round eyes opened, and its beard curled up, "I am a spiritual beast, and my name must be mighty, mighty."
Mao'er raised his eyebrows, looked at the little guy's grinning face, and nodded, Mighty, "Then it's called Iron King Kong, this Mighty...!"
When the little guy heard this, he was choked and his mouth twitched, "It must have connotation, connotation."
The cat touched his chin. What's the meaning? "Then it's called a mung bean fly. It's a maggot. Maggots are feces. It's quite meaningful."
Mao'er explained clearly this time. The little guy choked and rolled his eyes, passed out, and said in a trembling voice for a long time, "The name my mother gave me is nice, warm and appropriate, so I'll call it Xiao Yinzi...!"
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The black-bellied little beast is oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo [
