Sweet pet in the animal world: can act like a spoiled child and flirt

This is not okay.

Lin quickly stopped and let Manman smear the dirt all over his face.

Zhou was very satisfied.

He snorted softly.

Return to the original position and continue pinching.

"Is this for me too?"

Zhou Manman had already pinched a bowl of similar size and shook her head: "No, it's for Xiao Mi."

How come he also has...

Lin felt sour in his heart.

Isn't it said to be unique? How come he has one too?

He opened his mouth, looked at the little female's serious profile, and closed it again in frustration.

It’s over. He just teased Manman and now Manman will definitely not listen to him.

I shouldn't have teased you earlier.

Watching Manman carefully draw an uglier little snake.

Lin paused and said, forget it, his looks better.

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

"Hey, I think so too."

Zhou Manman looked at it again and felt that it was very consistent with Xiao Mi's domineering look. The little snake stood up straight.

Something came to mind.

Zhou Manman picked up the branch, tapped the little snake angrily, and then extended it a little bit so small that it was almost invisible.

"what is this?"

Zhou Man's face turned red, and he said vaguely: "That...that..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Lin held his stomach and laughed.

Why is Xiaoya so small?

Really refreshing.

Hey Hey.

He picked up his own and handed it to Manman: "I want a Manman too."

Zhou Manman glared at him and was about to draw a small one as well.

Lin quickly snatched it back.

He said embarrassedly, "I'd rather not do that." The current one is pretty good.

After finishing, there was still some yellow mud left, so Zhou Manman quickly made two bigger ones.

I thought of cooking two of them and sending them to Anlina. I believe that Anlina will like the meat she stewed very much.

She still has this confidence.

After finishing, Zhou Manman walked to the pile of earth and tested the temperature. The temperature required to fire pottery pots is about 700-800 degrees. There is no special place for firing pottery, so she actually doesn't know if she can succeed.

After all, there is plenty of time, so try it slowly.

The soil had been completely dried, so Lin took out all the burnt wood.

She walked up and took a look, and saw the extremely hot and invisible fire leaves.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

Lin put down the wood in his hand and hurried to her side.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Lin took out his hand and looked at it, but didn't see anything. He touched a few places tentatively, but didn't see Manman crying out in pain.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked forward and took a look at the red-hot interior.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll do it."

Zhou Manman shook her head. "Let's do it tomorrow. The pottery will be dry tomorrow."

The lamb bleated twice, and it seemed to have woken up.

Zhou Manman pointed at the sheep pen and said, "Why don't we seal it up?"

She was worried that the lamb would run around at night and break the freshly made pottery.

Lin nodded and found a few wooden boards to block the way.

Zhou Manman glanced at the sun that was about to set and stretched tiredly.

Tong Lin went to the river to wash his hands and clean the dirt off his face.

Lin's gaze was always on her, so hot that even though Zhou Manman wanted to pretend she didn't see it, she couldn't do it.

She took Lin's hand and squeezed it slightly.

"It's still early."

He looked like he was going to eat her.

Lin withdrew his gaze.

Why isn't it evening yet?

After Lin waited for a long time, night finally arrived.

He closed the door of the room in great excitement.

Zhou Manman's mouth twitched and he patted his heart which was beating wildly.

Holding the bamboo tube, he drank the water sip after sip.

*

Slowly prop yourself up and stand up.

Lin slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Manman, his eyes lit up.

She said happily: "Full!"

When Zhou Manman saw him, she seemed to be able to recall the difficulties she had experienced last night.

Lin turned over and chased Zhou Manman to ask about her well-being.

hum.

Lin picked up Zhou Manman's little hand and started to rub it very attentively.

It’s so good to be full, it’s so awesome to be full.

He squatted in front of Zhou Manman, lowered his long eyelashes, and rubbed every part of his hands carefully.

Zhou Manman stretched out her other hand and rubbed his slightly curly hair.

It feels good, just like his fur.

It really looks like a big dog, Yalin.

"alright."

"Then I'll go get you a full meal."

Watching the beast's shadow running out.

Zhou Manman stood up and checked the pottery made yesterday.

It's not completely dry yet. Yesterday afternoon's wasn't very big, but this is enough.

She put down the pottery and went to where the pottery was piled up for firing. She tried the blower and found it a little difficult to use.

But when I think that it's not me who's doing the blowing, I shouldn't feel tired if Lin is doing it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Manman felt relieved.

She walked to the sheep pen and picked up the leftover grass from yesterday to feed the ewes.

When the two sheep saw her, they bleated happily.

Noticing some sheep poop in the sheep pen, Zhou Manman thought about it and decided to wait for Lin to come back, because he made her so tired last night!