After turning into a white tiger, he roamed the wild forests

Cheng Yan waited for a long time behind the little boy. The little boy finally finished chatting and opened the game.

Looking at the game opened by the little boy, Cheng Yan could only say that he was reluctant. He had played this game before, but not often. But now he was not picky, and it was not bad to watch the little boy play.

Cheng Yan, who was concentrating on watching the game screen, did not notice that there was a person behind him.

A pair of hands were slowly reaching out to the tail shaking behind Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan, who was watching the game with great interest, suddenly felt a pain in his tail, and Cheng Yan subconsciously turned around and slapped.

Cheng Yan's little tiger paw stopped in front of a child.

Looking at the scene that was not captured, Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He just reacted subconsciously, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough and stopped in time.

Otherwise, even if his slap became smaller and could not exert all his strength, it would still be no problem to slap the little ghost away. He almost got into trouble just now.

Although Cheng Yan had dealt with people more than once, he dealt with poachers. He didn't want to deal with a child for no reason.

Cheng Yan pulled back the tail in the child's hand with force, causing the child to fall.

As a result, the child opened his mouth, and Cheng Yan immediately realized that the child was going to cry!

Cheng Yan turned around and got under the bed next to him.

The child's crying sounded, and the little boy who was playing games heard the sound and turned his head to take a look.

"Why are you here? Why are you crying? It's so annoying!"

The little boy complained a little helplessly.

Cheng Yan, who was under the bed, also nodded. It was really annoying. This four or five-year-old child was really an age that even dogs would find annoying.

Not long after the little boy complained, Cheng Yan heard the footsteps of others.

The sound came before the people arrived.

"Wang Yan! Did you bully your brother again? I've told you so many times that you are the elder brother, you should give in to your younger brother, don't always bully him!"

The little boy, who was just complaining, got angry instantly after hearing this sentence. He was already in the rebellious period, and now he was a powder keg, and he would be ignited by a word if he was not careful.

This sentence was like a match.

"Who bullied him! He came here crying for no reason, what does it have to do with me! Take him away, I don't want to see him!"

"Why are you so angry, you dare to yell at me! If you don't provoke him, how can he cry for no reason!"

Cheng Yan, who was under the bed, felt a little sympathetic to the little boy. He was scolded for no reason. The key point was that Cheng Yan felt annoyed when he heard this, and this was not said to him.

If it was said to him, he would be furious.

Although he felt a little sympathetic, Cheng Yan listened with relish. There was no game to watch, but it was also good to listen to the quarrel.

After a big quarrel, the child was taken away by his mother, but the little boy angrily closed the door of the room and locked it, and then lay on the bed.

After the child and his mother left, Cheng Yan crawled out from under the bed, looked at the little boy lying on the bed, and then looked at the game screen that was open but idle, and was a little eager to do something.

After a while, probably because he was angry, the little boy got up and sat in front of the computer again. The moment Cheng Yan got up, he hid under the bed again.

After the little boy started playing the game again, he came out and continued to watch the little boy play the game.

Sitting on the floor and looking at the computer, Cheng Yan felt uncomfortable looking at it for a while, turned around and jumped onto the bed, watching the computer game on the bed without tilting his neck.

Watching Wang Yan playing games, time passed unknowingly. When Cheng Yan heard the voice outside the door calling the little boy to eat, Cheng Yan realized that it was already time for dinner.

After he punched in, he went to sleep on the terrace. He slept for the whole morning and noon. Now, he actually watched people play games and several hours passed unknowingly.

Cheng Yan felt pretty good. He hadn't felt this feeling for a long time. When he was a child, he was addicted to games. He had no money to go online, so he could watch others play games online in the Internet cafe for a whole day.

Later, when he grew up, he never had this feeling again.

Hiding under the bed, watching Wang Yan go out to eat, Cheng Yan stood in the room like a tiger, staring at the computer and hesitating.

But in the end, he couldn't resist the addiction to playing games. Cheng Yan jumped directly onto the small table and moved the mouse with his cat-sized claws.

But now Cheng Yan's body as a little tiger is really not good for playing games.

Cheng Yan tried reluctantly, controlling the game character, and fought two Qiuqiu monsters with difficulty. He couldn't operate it at all.

But even so, Cheng Yan alsoPlaying very enthusiastically.

"Huh? Kitten?"

Cheng Yan, who was having fun, didn't notice the passage of time, and his attention was all on the computer, so he didn't notice that Wang Yan came back after dinner.

He was caught by Wang Yan.

At this time, Wang Yan was a little confused. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a white furry thing in front of the computer screen. When he walked closer, he found that it seemed to be a cat, but he saw that this kitten could actually use the mouse to control the character to fight monsters!

Wang Yan felt that his three views were shocked.

Cheng Yan saw that he was discovered, so he didn't continue to hide. He just glanced at Wang Yan and turned his head to look at the computer screen again.

But this time, he let it go a little, clicked the mouse and didn't let go, and kept letting the character attack normally, killing the monsters.

Then Cheng Yan felt like he was picked up by someone.

Wang Yan held Cheng Yan in both hands, looked at Cheng Yan carefully, and then said in surprise:

"Hey, you don't look like a kitten, but a little tiger."

Cheng Yan couldn't help rolling his eyes, kid, do you know who you are holding now, an adult Siberian tiger king, Shanjun! You can hold me now, it's your luckiest time.

Cheng Yan twisted his body, broke free from Wang Yan's hand, and jumped onto the bed.

Wang Yan didn't want to play games now. He was very interested in this cat that looked like a tiger. He lay on the bed and stared at the cat.

Wang Yan didn't think that this cat was a real tiger.

Because who would think so? A room on the second floor, although there is a terrace, but such a small tiger can't come in, and the little tiger usually follows the big tiger. It's impossible for the little tiger to appear here, and the big tiger won't come.

Wang Yan reached out and stroked Cheng Yan.

Huh? Not bad?

Cheng Yan was stroked a few times and actually felt quite comfortable. He had never had such an experience since he turned into a tiger.