Tourists banned from coveting married breeders

The little white tiger froze.

The young man was half leaning against the edge of the table, very close to it, as long as the little white tiger turned its head slightly, it could rub against Jian Chen's soft hair and ears.

And his own tail was still wrapped around the young man's wrist.

It seems that because of this reason, Jian Chen stayed by its side and did not move.

"..."

The little white tiger pressed its snow-white paws against the ground, and stood up in a daze. It blinked, and its pupils were extremely dazzling in the pale morning light.

However, Jian Chen didn't notice that the little white tiger's eyes were a little erratic.

Because the young man who spoke softly to it was too beautiful and eye-catching.

This was a bit of a shock to the little beast that had just woken up.

Just now after giving the little white tiger a full-body examination, Jian Chen found a sterile cotton swab and some hemostatic sticky cloths, and carefully wiped off the blood on the little guy's body, including the seams of the head, paws, and meat pads.

It seems that Ye Siting was really hurt badly, Jian Chen's cotton swabs were stained red for more than ten pieces before he wiped off the little white tiger's scars.

Jian Chen couldn't imagine what kind of state Yestin hugged and kissed him last night, which could make the man unconscious for so long, and even turned into a cub. Jian Chen even wondered if Yestin was the same as himself, Drinks a potion that briefly transforms into an animal form.

But the effect of the medicine is too long.

But when he turned into a bunny, he was conscious and able to respond to Cole's voice and questions.

What about the little white tiger?

Jian Chen couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He was going to confirm his intuition from last night.

Jian Chen was obviously at a loss for words, but he looked straight at the little guy in front of him. The young man's voice was a little soft, like stroking the strings of a piano. He didn't ask the little white tiger bluntly like last night if his real identity was Ye Si Ting, but was silent for a while, and asked slowly and softly:

"Last night... the person who kissed me, was it you?"

The little white tiger's light golden eyes swept across Jian Chen's lips.

The little white tiger sitting upright, like a man, lacks expression, but has a serious look on his face, which is quite imposing when placed on the snow-white and beautiful little white tiger.

But at the same time, cute to the point of trembling.

Make people irresistible.

Then, with a slight arc, it nodded.

"...!"

It's not a big move, but to Jian Chen, it's like an earth-shattering move.

The young man's eyelashes trembled, and although his expression did not change, his heart skipped a beat.

The little white tiger actually responded to himself.

This is a very shocking thing.

According to common sense, wild animals that have not evolved high intelligence will not respond to human language that they have never met before. He brings endless hope.

...it's really Justin.

I did not admit my mistake.

Jian Chen pursed his lips, feeling an unspeakable sourness in his heart.

All this has not come easily, and facing the overly cute little white tiger, Jian Chen feels that if there is a touching drama where husband and wife recognize each other at this time, it seems that it is not the right time.

So, the young man held the paw of the little white tiger.

When the little white tiger didn't react, he leaned over, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and kissed the little white tiger's forehead lightly.

"!"

The little white tiger's eyes slowly widened.

When it looked up again, it found that Jian Chen had already sat back in his original position, as if nothing had happened.

The little white tiger froze, took a step back, and tightened its claws.

The tip of the ear suddenly turned a little red.

"Yesting, when Dundun and I went to the capital to look for you, we met Adjutant Yu." Jian Chen didn't notice the change of the little white tiger, and began to talk to the little guy: "He seems to be in a hurry, And sent many troops to look for you."

"Zoos can't be fixed that quickly."

Jian Chen pondered for a while, and said, "Since you are back now, should we go to the capital first and tell him the good news?"

"Perhaps Adjutant Yu will find a way to restore you to your human form."

After all, the last time, Adjutant Yu, who was dressed as His Majesty, recognized his body as a human being at a glance.

Jian Chen pondered for a while, then analyzed: "Until we meet Adjutant Yu in the capital, we must not reveal our identity."

The little white tiger's meat pad covered Jian Chen's fingertips to show his consent.

"Then I can't call you Justin."

Jian Chen slightly lowered his eyes, and after a while, the young man had an idea and suggested: "Maybe I should give you a name, so that I can call you in public."

The little white tiger was taken aback.

Young people want to change their name?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Jian Chen has never called himself other than "Yestin", and going back further, it is the even more unfamiliar 'Mr. Cole'.

The little white tiger suddenly became curious.

Jian Chen, who has always been shy, what do you want to call him?

Husband?

baby?

Honey?

……

The little white tiger fell into deep thought.

These are not impossible.

Jian Chen interrupted the little white tiger's mental activity, and said, "How about calling you 'toffee'?"

Little White Tiger: "..."

The little white tiger's expression sank visibly to the naked eye.

Jian Chen was startled: "Don't you like it? Well... then I'll think about it again."

The young man reflected seriously: "Toffee is a bit like a girl's name, and it really doesn't match our little male tiger."

Jian Chen gave the little guy some choices: "Amao, Dabai, Tuanzi... Simba?"

Little White Tiger: "..."

The little white tiger's face turned even darker.

Jian Chen seemed to feel the emotion of resentment, so he lowered his eyes and thought about it for a while.

The young man's voice was a little soft, and said:

"How about calling you 'Snowball'?"

The little white tiger pressed Jian Chen's index finger, but his expression did not turn warm.

Jian Chen thought that the little white tiger was expressing his liking, so he shook the little white tiger's paw: "It seems that we have reached a consensus, so let's make a snowball."

Little White Tiger: "..."

The little white tiger has already started to think about what he will do to the youth after he returns to human form.

After Jian Chen and Xiao Baihu finished communicating, he looked down at his watch and found that Dundun was about to get up at this time.

Dundun sleeps for a long time every day, and there will still be 4 hours of rest between the two cooking meals.

This habit has not changed after the little panda left the dormant cabin.

Therefore, Jian Chen, who knows Dundun best, even budgets out time and prepares a pot of warm milk for the little one, ensuring that the little panda can smell the fragrance of milk as soon as it opens its eyes.

Xiong Sheng is satisfied.

However, this morning, while Jian Chen was boiling milk in the kitchen on the first floor, he suddenly heard the sound of nimble and light meat pads stepping on the ground behind him.

Before Jian Chen could turn around, he suddenly felt a pair of claws touching his lower back.

In the next second, the little white tiger took a stride and nimbly climbed onto his back, finally stabilized his figure, and sat on his shoulders.

Jian Chen felt the heavy weight on his shoulders: "..."

Ok.

Snowball seemed to have decided that his left shoulder was its exclusive place.

Jian Chen doesn't care, as long as the little white tiger can stand firm and not fall, it's fine.

Snowball narrowed his eyes slightly.

From this position, you can look down on everything with a proud posture, and you can see what Jian Chen is doing at any time. At the same time, as long as it tilts its head slightly, you can smell the faint refreshing smell from the young man's neck. When the young man speaks, his voice will Brushing against the little white tiger's ears, it was clear and warm.

At this time, Dundun was pushed out by the little robot B.

Dundun smelled the fragrance of milk, moved the tip of his nose, and let out a soft cry.

Then, in the sight of the little panda, there seemed to be a white lump on Dad's shoulder.

Dundun: "???"

The cub I picked up yesterday actually sat on my father's shoulder instead of me!

That is his exclusive position since the ancient earth!

The little panda slapped on the car to express its anger, and at the same time, its pupils trembled.

At the same time, Jian Chen had already carried a pot of milk with just the right temperature, took Dundun off the car, and placed it in front of the little panda.

Taking the overall situation into consideration, Dundun had to decide to cherish the present and fight again in the future.

The little panda began to feast on the milk pot.

However, the little white tiger on Jian Chen's shoulder suddenly jumped down.

Although it is still a cub, its figure is extremely cute and elegant. Jian Chen remembered a saying from the ancient earth that three years old must be eighty, but for Xueqiu, it will take three months to see if the little white tiger becomes an adult tiger What a majestic and beautiful beast it would be.

However, this little beast was sitting next to the little panda, with its tail slightly raised, staring intently at Dundun drinking a pot of milk.

It seems that it has never observed Dundun drinking milk from this perspective.

Jian Chen was a little surprised.

This picture is surprisingly warm and harmonious.

As the guardian of the parents, Jian Chen nodded with great satisfaction.

Only, he didn't notice.

While Dundun sucked milk with his tongue,

The two front paws that stepped on the floor trembled faintly.

The zoo's restoration work is imminent, and the director cannot leave for too long.

Therefore, Jian Chen should hurry up and take Ye Si Ting to the capital, and then come back without stopping.

Jian Chen hugged the little white tiger and tried to stuff the snowball into the small backpack made by Dundun.

The small backpack was specially modified by Jian Chen. Dundun can stretch out four claws and expose its head at the same time. It can satisfy the drowsy little panda lying in Jian Chen's arms and take a nap for a while, and it can also change the direction so that the little panda follows its father. Watch the scenery along the way together.

According to Xueqiu's size, Dundun's small backpack is just enough for the little white tiger.

just.

Snowball seemed reluctant.

The little guy had a gloomy face, jumped onto Jian Chen's shoulder, and pushed Jian Chen's cheek with a small pad, you can see it.

……All right.

Jian Chen was quite sorry.

I thought the little white tiger would like it.

Therefore, Jian Chen took Ye Siting, who had turned into a little white tiger, from the villa and left the zoo.

At this time, the sun has risen.

As soon as Jian Chen took the little white tiger to the gate of the zoo, he found that there were already tourists waiting at the entrance, forming a long queue.

The leader chatted with the second tourist: "I came from the capital to buy a ticket, but the zoo has not opened for two days."

The second tourist nodded in agreement: "I've been waiting for three days. The last time I was received by a bionic person, but I said I wouldn't buy a ticket if I didn't see 'that person'."

The third person interjected: "I heard a loud noise from the zoo last night. Is this the reason why the gate couldn't be opened today?"

Everyone analyzed enthusiastically. Although they were suffering from the scorching sun, none of them wanted to leave.

Tourists all have one thing in common.

Some people even held up banners, expressing everyone's aspirations.

It says:

"We want to meet the Little Beauty breeder!"

……

Jian Chen suddenly felt that the snow claws on his shoulders tightened instantly.