The phoenix dance supports the forehead—
Why does she think that part of this little tiger boy's character is very similar to the beauty's mother? Especially the pitiful, aggrieved and aggrieved appearance, it makes people... uneasy.
The beautiful mother stained a drop of breast milk with her chopsticks, and the little tiger stared at Feng Wu, but didn't eat it.
The beauty girl turned to see Feng Wu standing beside her, and said, "Stand farther away."
The little tiger nodded happily.
Feng Wu supported her forehead: "..." She was really disgusted by the little tiger boy! Her master was actually disgusted by the spiritual pet she just contracted! ! !
Feng Wu stepped forward and stared at the little tiger boy. The little tiger boy held his small mouth and looked extremely aggrieved. He was about to cry, and his eyes were wet...
Feng Wu: "!!!" This is an actor, and even the soul is acting!
When the beautiful lady kissed her, she felt very distressed. She pushed Feng Wu back: "Don't scare it."
Feng Dance: "!!!"
"Uuuuu-" The little tiger crawled on the softest part of the beauty's chest, rubbing and rubbing...
Feng Dance: "!!!"
The beautiful lady rubbed its little head gently: "Oh, little tiger, let's try human milk. If you don't want to eat it, don't force it, okay?"
"Uh-uh-" Little Tiger Boy nodded.
The beautiful lady was very happy immediately, her beautiful black eyes looked at Feng Wu: "Look, Xiaohu is so obedient, so innocent and cute."
Feng Wu: "... Hehe."
However, when the beautiful mother was feeding the little tiger human milk, its small round face was still wrinkled into a bitter gourd color, and it was about to cry in disgust.
The beauty's mother was in a hurry and pulled the phoenix dance sleeves: "What should I do? What should I do? I can't eat cow's milk, goat's milk, and human milk, so what will it eat? What can I do?"
Feng Wu said angrily: "Mother, you figure it out, it's not that it can't be eaten, it's that it doesn't like to eat!"
The beautiful lady kissed anxiously: "Yes, it doesn't like to eat these, you go and find something it likes to eat."
Feng Wu said angrily: "Don't worry about it, if you starve it for two meals, you will like to eat everything."
Feng Wu just spoke-
The beautiful mother, Qiu Ling, and even Zhao Wei, they all looked at Feng Wu with condemning eyes.
Feng Wu: "... That's right, pick and choose, how can you be so picky, you can eat whatever you want."
The beauty's mother suddenly became anxious: "How is this possible? It hasn't had a sip of milk since it was born, and it's already hungry."
The little tiger nodded sharply, ummmmmmm!
The beautiful lady pulled Feng Wu's sleeves and dangling: "You're good, Xiao Wu, go look for it, you must have a way, right?"
Feng Wu sighed: "..."
Qiu Ling looked at Feng Wu pleadingly: "Miss, the little tiger has just been born without a mother, so pitiful..."
Even Zhao mama looked into Feng Wu's eyes several times and wanted to speak, but she was hesitant to speak.
The beautiful lady locked Feng Wu's eyes and bit her lower lip. Those delicate and beautiful eyes were wet, misty, and she wanted to cry, so pitiful...
"Good, good, good -" Feng Wu understood, why the little tiger boy was so good when he was born, its imitation ability is too strong, and it must have been learned from the beautiful mother.
Eat the beauty of the mother by yourself, and the beauty and the mother will eat it... This is really a life-and-death relationship.
Feng Wu raised her hands and surrendered: "You take care of the little guy, I'll go out for a walk."
(End of this chapter)