Tits are fierce and fat, blowing hair online

When it was time for dinner, Yan Ran's door was knocked again.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Seeing the people outside the door, Feng Ran showed a bit of surprise rarely.

The lady outside the door was wearing a gorgeous dress, and the makeup on her face was gorgeous and dignified, which made Qiu Yu a little stunned.

The lady stretched out a finger, and tapped Feng Ran's forehead moderately, with a hint of hatred in her tone: "You, are you still ashamed to ask me?"

"Tell me, why did you sneak out of your father's birthday party after showing his face?"

Feng Ran looked at the lady helplessly: "Mom, didn't I stay there all morning?"

The noble lady sighed: "Your father still wants to take this opportunity to introduce you to his friends. Fortunately, you refuse to show your face, and you don't even know him..."

As soon as this was mentioned, Feng Ran's tone became colder for a moment: "Mom, don't mention him."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Mrs. Feng's face: "I know you can't understand him, but it's for your own good too. Alas, he was indeed a little too much before."

Feng Ran turned his head to the side and did not speak.

Qiu Yu on the side keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, sneaked under Feng Ran's hands, and rubbed him with feathers, trying to cheer him up.

His hand was suddenly filled with something fluffy and waxy, Feng Ran was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Qiu Yu.

"Chirp!"

The little bird's vermilion jiojio turned upside down, struggled a few times, adjusted itself to a comfortable position in Feng Ran's palm, narrowed its eyes, as if lying flat and letting rua.

When Mrs. Feng saw him, she was stunned for a moment, and her eyes flashed with love: "It's so cute! When did you raise a little bird, son?"

Hearing that he was praised, Qiu Yu yelled twice in satisfaction, flew into Mrs. Feng's palm, and rubbed her with his little head.

"Good boy." Mrs. Feng has always liked these things, and her heart is about to melt at this moment, she took the snacks that Feng Ran handed over, and teased the little fat bird one after another, "Whose cutie are you, Why are you so fat?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Ran couldn't help looking at the little bird cub.

Sure enough, Xiao Feijiu's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Feng Ran desperately: "Jiujiujiu?"

Am I really fat?

Feng Ran was silent for a moment, then helped Qiu Yu and said, "Mom, he's not fat, he's just fluffy."

"Okay, okay, not fat or fat."

When Mrs. Feng saw such a cute little Fat Chirp, she liked it very much. The little cutie barked for a long time, and then wanted to feed him the bird biscuits.

But unexpectedly, this time Qiu Yu twisted his butt and refused to eat.

The scent of milk seduced Qiu Yu, Xiao Feijiu gritted his teeth, and didn't even bother to look at the bird biscuit.

Madam Feng waved the biscuit in front of Xiao Feijiu a few times, and said strangely, "Hey, why doesn't he eat it?"

Feng Ran thought for a while: "Probably I'm full."

Feng Ran was also very surprised that such a half-old cub had the consciousness of losing weight, but thinking that he had eaten a lot in the afternoon, he also felt that he could not continue to feed it.

Seeing that the little bird refused to eat, Mrs. Feng put the biscuit aside in a bit of disappointment. She deliberately took off a gemstone ring she was wearing and put it aside, then reached out and touched Qiu Yu's fluff.

Mrs. Feng's technique was extremely gentle, Qiu Yu squinted his eyes in comfort, his long tail feathers spread out, and his consciousness became confused after a while.

"By the way, your father asked you to pay more attention to the child of the Qiu family. It's called Qiu Yu." While petting the little bird cub, Mrs. Feng said casually, "Your father intends to propose a marriage."

Hearing his own name vaguely from Mrs. Feng's mouth, Qiu Yu perked up his little ears in a daze.

Feng Ran's voice suddenly raised a bit: "Marriage?"

"Well," Mrs. Feng's tone was very natural, "That kid from the Qiu family is not bad, he is very good looking, I like it even when he looks at it."

As she spoke, her tone became more careful, and she asked tentatively, "Why, are you not satisfied?"

The little bird cub unconsciously rubbed against Mrs. Feng's fingers and let out a "chirp".

"It's not a matter of satisfaction or dissatisfaction," Feng Ran took a deep breath, and his tone sank, "You guys settle down on this kind of thing casually, don't you think it's a bit too much?"

Madam Feng was stunned for a moment: "I thought..."

Feng Ran was unusually annoyed, and even his voice sank a bit: "Mom, don't worry about who I'm with, I have my own plans."

"Okay, okay, I know you kid has ideas," Mrs. Feng sighed, "Since you don't want to, then forget it."

Feng Ran let out a deep breath, and pressed his brows wearily: "It's getting late, I'll ask the driver to take you back, otherwise father should be worried."

"Ah."

Mrs. Feng put the little bird cub beside her, and asked with some reluctance: "You really don't think about marrying that kid from the Qiu family? Your father and I can go to the Qiu family to negotiate."

Feng Ran's answer was very cold: "No need."

Madam Feng sighed and left.

Qiu Yu was in a daze, but still remembered the important point.

It turned out that Feng Ran didn't want to marry the person with the same name as himself.

……

Feng Ran originally wanted to arrange another room for Qiu Yu to sleep in, but the little bird cub struggled a lot and insisted on sleeping on the soft cushion under his bed.

The next day, he was woken up by something heavy.

Qiu Yu spread out his little wings and slept soundly on his chest, and unconsciously slammed his little mouth twice, as if he saw something delicious.

Feng Ran reluctantly pushed the little bird aside, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw a white fluff hidden inside.

He originally thought that Qiu Yu tore it off unconsciously while sleeping, but when he was tidying up the pillow, he picked up two or three more on it.

When he lowered his head, Feng Ran saw the little bird with shock written all over his face.

Well, lots of feathers!

Where do feathers come from?

Excluding Feng Ran, he doesn't look furry at all, excluding that big pillow, excluding the quilt leaking hair, Feng Ran probably wouldn't take the initiative to pluck his feathers.

The little bird's head was running fast, and finally came to a conclusion that horrified him.

Is the clown himself?

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Qiu Yu's voice changed in an instant, and when he flew up with fluttering little wings, two more feathers slowly floated down.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he flapped his wings and landed in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, he is still round and round, only a small piece of baldness is found on his stomach, which looks like glutinous rice balls when he looks closely.

Qiu Yu huddled on the table, brushing his feathers aggrievedly.

As a result, while combing, he took out a few more feathers.

Xiao Feijiu suddenly became at a loss.

Thinking of the bald-headed security man he met at the entrance of the scientific research institute yesterday, Qiu Yu was so frightened that he froze, and looked at Feng Ran for help.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Is the hair loss of a bird about the same as human hair loss?

Rounding off, he's going bald? ? ?

Feng Ran frowned, lowered his head and picked up the fallen feather: "I'll take you to Qiu Cheng's place to have a look later."

The little bird cub nodded crazily, fawning and rubbing Feng Ran's fingers cautiously, for fear of rubbing off a few more feathers.

Qiu Cheng had been guarding the entrance of the pet hospital early in the morning. When he saw the little bird, he stretched out his hand and pinched it: "I said, are you a little nervous about this little bird? Isn't it just shedding a few hairs?"

When he retracted his hand, he found that there were two more feathers in the palm of his hand.

Qiu Cheng: "??? What's the matter, I didn't use my strength."

Turning his head, he just met Qiu Yu's horrified gaze: "Chirp!"

Lost so much hair at once! !So distressed! !

Qiu Cheng hurriedly returned the two feathers to their original owners and placed them beside Qiu Yu: "It seems that the hair loss is a bit serious, I'll take him to check it."

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yu was even more sad when he saw his fallen feathers. He circled his little wings and pressed them under his body, very precious.

Feng Ran on one side nodded and agreed: "Yeah."

He had just considered whether to tell Qiu Yu's identity to Qiu Cheng, but after thinking about it, he chose to remain silent.

It's not that he doesn't trust this friend who has been with him for many years. This matter has not yet been settled, and the less people know about it, the better.

Although the pet hospital opened by Qiu Cheng is small, the equipment is very advanced. After a while, the inspection report came out.

It shows that Qiu Yu has entered the moulting period.

Qiu Cheng frowned and looked at the inspection report: "This little bird in your family is only a little old, why is it in the moulting period?"

Feng Ran thought it should be the reason of Phoenix, so he asked directly: "Is there any problem?"

"There's no problem," Qiu Cheng pondered for a moment, then said, "This little bird's shedding speed is also accelerating, so it's probably recovering soon. But your little bird's cycle is true. It’s a bit fast, several times faster than other birds.”

It's fine.

Qiu Yu was ignorant, but he could tell the general idea that his hair would grow back after losing it. He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of the two feathers that fell off.

But he still didn't allow Qiu Chenglai to touch him.

Even if it is Feng Ran, you can barely touch it a little, otherwise the bird will flutter its small wings and move its nest, silently expressing its rejection.

Qiu Cheng was once again amazed at the double standards of birds.

It was still early when I went back. It was just lunch time, and the little bird cub was concentrating on watching TV. He smacked the bird biscuits that Feng Ran had fed him, and suddenly felt that the taste was not quite right.

He looked up and found that there were mottled black spots on the bird biscuits.

Perhaps seeing the obvious doubt in Xiaoniaozi's eyes, Feng Ran paused, and took the initiative to explain: "It's black sesame."

The little bird cub tilted his head.

Feng Ran continued: "Prevent hair loss."

Qiu Yu:? ? ?

The baby bird fluttered and flew up, the fluff on its body was slightly blown up, and it "chirped" several times in a series, defending itself.

I am changing hair!Not hair loss!

Are you thinking I'm ugly?

Little Fat Chirp felt aggrieved again, curled up his white and soft body, combed his feathers with his pointed mouth, trying to make himself fluffier.