"...When I came back, I passed by the Red Tiger Tribe and saw this little tiger."
"...I have never seen such a small tiger. It didn't hurt anyone, so I brought it back..."
In the Tieshan residential area under construction, Xiong Youer spoke aloud, telling Han Cheng the experience of discovering this ultra-small tiger cub.
"Although this guy is small, his body temperature is not low. Put it on your chest and it will be warm and very comfortable."
Xiong Youer once again turned on the chatting mode and began to talk to Han Cheng constantly, telling what happened between him and the little tiger.
"Meow~"
"Meow~"
During his talkative narration, there was always background music playing in a loop.
At this time, the small, furry little guy had been transferred from Xiong Youer's arms to Han Cheng's hands.
I don’t know if it’s because he was born, or because the temperature outside was too low, or because Han grew too ugly and scared the cat.
The little guy he held in his hand kept calling here, looking uneasy.
Looking at this little guy in his hand, Han Cheng's face was filled with joy, and he was extremely happy.
Here, he encountered another creature he was familiar with.
For cats, as a person from later generations, Han Cheng has a different kind of emotion.
I don’t know how such a little thing grows, and what kind of soul is inside its body.
Such a small body can capture people's hearts the most.
It can make you feel happy and angry at the same time.
Sometimes, I really want to give it a good beating, but looking at its pitiful appearance makes me reluctant to do so.
Han Cheng not only likes cats, he even envies them very much.
I have thought about it more than once, letting myself become the lazy cat in the arms of a beautiful girl.
What a happy thing this is!
You can bury your head in the soft, milky flesh pad and sleep as much as you want.
Sometimes, when the mood comes, you can stretch out your little claws and act like a hooligan openly...
This is really a happy thing!
Just thinking about it makes people feel comfortable all over.
Of course, this is not the happiest thing. It is actually a dog fed by some single and beautiful ladies...
After all, after becoming a cat owner, due to the size of the cat, he can only use his hands and feet to have sex.
But the dog is completely different...
"Meow~"
A cry with a milky sound interrupted Han Cheng's thoughts and brought him back to reality.
Han Cheng couldn't help but shook his head vigorously and sighed hard at himself.
How could I, the dignified Son of God of the Qingque Tribe, who had traveled through time from later generations and seen the big world, think of such a wretched thing?!
Everything that just happened was an illusion, all an illusion!
It's something that has never happened before.
How could a person like me, who is upright, aboveboard, kind-hearted, and doesn't know what a fight movie in a closed room is, have such dirty thoughts?
Who would believe this if told?
Holding this little milk cat in his hand, after giving up some dirty and dark thoughts, the more Han Cheng looked at this little guy, the happier he became.
Under such circumstances, the little milk cat found and brought back by Xiong Youer quickly changed owners.
Although he felt that it was very warm to place such a small tiger on his chest, after seeing the most respected Shenzi loving this little tiger who was called a 'cat' by the Son of God, Xiong Youer was still very straightforward.
So I separated from this little milk cat.
In this way, under the panicked gaze of the little milk cat, it met Han Cheng, its unscrupulous master, and was taken away.
"Son of God, it seems to be too cold."
Xiong Youer on the side looked at the meowing little milk cat and said this to remind Han Cheng.
Han Cheng followed the good deeds and followed the flow.
After thinking for a moment, he agreed with the words of the bear with ears, imitated the bear's appearance, reached out and stuffed the little milk cat into his arms, and warmed it with his body temperature.
"Meow~"
"Meow……"
This suggestion by Bear with Ears is obviously incorrect.
If it was correct, the little guy who was put into Han Cheng's arms wouldn't still be meowing here.
After thinking like this for a while, Han Cheng took the little guy out of his arms again.
Hold it in your hands and look at it carefully.
The little guy was born not long ago, and he looks small, childlike, and still young.
Small body.
With the fluffy hair, she doesn't look thin.
But once you hold it in your hands, you will find that its fatness is just a false phenomenon.
In fact, this guy is not fat at all.
Far from reaching the level of Fat Cat.
It can even be described as skinny.
"Did he eat anything on the way?"
Han Cheng asked Xiong Youer.
"have eaten!"
Xiong Youer said firmly.
"I feed it some boiled rice grains and some boiled dried vegetables."
Xiong Youer said this.
After a slight pause, Xiong Youer thought for a while and added: "It is small and its appetite is very small. It only ate a few grains of rice before it was full and stopped eating any more."
Looking at Xiong Youer who was speaking seriously there, and looking at the little milk cat in his hand that could be described as skinny due to its hungry meowing, Han Cheng couldn't help but twitch his face.
Is this a small appetite? Is it enough to feel full after only eating a few grains of rice?
He is obviously hungry!
While complaining feebly about Xiong Youer's words and actions in his heart, Han Cheng's eyes turned and then fell on the Fu General next to him.
I saw Fu Jiang, a guy who looked a bit old, now lowering his head and using his jagged teeth to gnaw the grass growing on the ground.
Seeing such a scene, Han Cheng's face twitched and his heart suddenly became relieved.
Yes, when you enter your own tribe, all animals must eat vegetarian food!
In the past, dogs headed by Fu were like this.
Now, this little milk cat will do the same.
Such rules cannot be broken.
If the dogs in the tribe that were domesticated from wolves were not changed to a vegetarian diet, even if the Qingque tribe was now very powerful, feeding so many dogs would still be a great pressure.
However, this little kitten is destined to be much happier than Fu Jiang and others in the future.
At least they are much happier than Fu Jiang when it comes to food.
This is not because Han Cheng is partial, like people in later generations, he will be captured by cats and is willing to be a hard-working and great shit shoveler, but because both dogs and cats are too aware of the objects they pounce on.
Because of their relatively large size, the prey captured by dogs are basically small prey.
These prey can basically be eaten by everyone.
The cat is gone.
The things caught were too small, such as rats and toads, which were too small for people to eat.
Only a few powerful cats can occasionally catch some pheasants and bring back hares...
Because people basically don’t eat the prey captured by cats, so in daily life, cats eat better than dogs.
Thinking about these things in his mind, Han Cheng stood here and said a few words to Xiong You'er, then took the little guy who meowed and made a little milky sound and headed towards the place where he lives here.
Fu Jiang, who was on the side, lowered his head and gnawed the grass with his sparse teeth, trying hard to practice vegetarianism. When he saw Han Cheng leaving, he shook the hair on his body, followed Han Cheng, walked forward, let go
I picked up these few green grasses that are rare to see in winter.
"General Fu, take good care of it."
Han Cheng came back with the little guy to get him food.
It is really inconvenient to hold such a meowing guy in your hand.
Han Cheng thought for a while, then put the little guy on General Fu's back and said to General Fu.
Of course, in addition to making it easier for him to get food for the little guy, another reason is that he wants to cultivate the relationship between Fu Jiang and the little guy.
Let the little guy pay his respects to this big boss in the animal world of the Qingque Tribe.
This is the most invincible existence in the entire Qingque tribe, except for Uncle Lu, who is also a bit old and the absolute leader.
Even the chubby guys in the tribe need to line up at the back.
Finally freed from Li Hancheng's clutches, the little guy suddenly became much more relaxed.
But it soon became more panicked, because it found itself standing on the head of a big guy who didn't know what it was, but it looked very ferocious.
At this time, I wanted to go down but didn't dare, so I could only stand on Fu Jiang's head and tremble.
The helpless little tail has nowhere to put it, just like a pair of helpless little hands, it keeps dangling here and there.
The difference is that there are not as many or as dense hairs on the human hands as on the tail.
And the human hand is not on top of the dog's head.
So after a while, something happened.
General Fu listened to Han Cheng very much.
Fu Jiang didn't know what to do with this little guy who was suddenly put on the top of his head by his unscrupulous master.
The only thing I could do was keep this posture still to prevent the little guy from falling.
At the same time, his two eyes were wide open. While protruding outwards, they were still turning upwards, revealing the big whites of their eyes to look at the little guy on the top of his forehead.
At the same time, his mouth couldn't help but open, revealing his sparse teeth still stained with two pieces of grass.
Such a scene was extremely funny, and Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Pfft~Hang, huh~"
A voice suddenly sounded at this time.
This was of course not because Han Cheng was so amused by Fu Jiang's funny appearance that he couldn't help laughing (dog head saves his life), but because Fu Jiang really couldn't stand the fluffy little tail sweeping back and forth on his nose.
Already.
He sneezed suddenly.
The dog's head also endured this for a long time, and finally sneezeed, shaking violently.
After sneezing, the itching sensation had not passed, and Fu Jiang's nose made a few more "bang, baht" sounds.
He lowered his head to the ground and rubbed it with his two front paws.
And with this series of actions, the little milk cat squatting above its head had already flown to the side.
The little kitten was completely stunned when it flew far away due to a sneeze, and then relied on its excellent balance to land on all fours and stand firmly on the ground.
His two eyes were moving, full of question marks.
Who am I? Where am I?
What just happened?
After being confused for a moment, the little cat finally reacted.
From being caught to now, it finally found a chance to escape.
When even though it was trying hard, it moved its four little legs and quickly headed to the rest of the place, it started its escape.
At this time, Fu Jiang, an older dog, had not yet recovered from the itching sensation.
Still tilting his head, he kept rubbing his nose with his two paws to relieve the itch.
Han Cheng was holding an earthen pot and pouring some deer milk into a shallow bowl. Naturally, he saw the fleeing little milk cat.
However, Han Cheng did not rush to catch it. He continued what he was doing before, pouring cooked deer milk into a shallow container.
Of course, this is not because Han Cheng has absolute confidence in his hand. He thinks that even if he gives this guy three moves and makes him run fifty meters before taking action himself, he can easily get rid of him.
Instead, he has absolute confidence in the lucky general next to him.
This somewhat old dog is still very, very good when it comes to action.
At least it's not a problem to catch little guys like kittens.
This is a matter of words.
What happened was exactly as Han Cheng expected. Fu Jiang tilted his head and rubbed his nose with his paws. After relieving the itch on his nose, he rushed towards the direction in which the little milk cat was escaping.
With a burst of excitement.
In just three clicks, he had already jumped to the little guy's side.
Then he moved his mouth quickly and quickly, and in just two strokes, he had already caught the little milk cat that was trying to escape.
Then he ran towards Han Cheng without stopping, leaving the little cat meowing in panic all the way.
Fu Jiang came to Han Cheng's side, opened his mouth, put down the little milk cat, turned around and looked at Han Cheng, wagging his tail, looking like he was asking for credit.
It took credit here, and the little milk cat once again took advantage of the opportunity to escape.
Fu Jiang, whose excitement had been fully mobilized, immediately jumped over and captured him easily again...
Cats and dogs are enemies. The correctness of this sentence can be seen from the two happy generals who caught the little milk cat at this time, and the anxious little milk cat meowing.
Amid the commotion, Han Cheng placed the shallow container of deer milk next to the little milk cat...
