Eight Hundred and Sixty-Three. Drive Away the Snow (3/5)

Qin Shiou was stunned: "Simba? Yes, the Lion King's name is Simba, but the problem is, it's a lynx."

"The lion is a cat, and the lynx is a cat. They have the same ancestor and are distant relatives. We want to give the little lynx a little ambition, so it's good to use a name like Simba to encourage it? "

The more Wei Ni talked, the happier she was, and she convinced herself first.

Qin Shiou was speechless, but he always felt that something was wrong.

The little lynx didn't know that he had a name, but the two of them pointed at it, and it knew that it had something to do with him, so it drank up the warm milk, ran over and hugged Winnie's hand to act cute, rolling around fluffy.

Winnie pampered its forehead with her fingers, and said, "Okay, my dear, you will be Simba from now on, you are the North American lynx king, right?"

The little lynx knew about balls, and it knew how to roll around with Winnie's arms in its arms.

Qin Shiou felt that Winnie could not be named in the future, it was too unchallenging, it was all kings and kings, he wanted to find the white wolf king Xiao Luobo, but the bastard went to nowhere and could not be found for the time being.

Simba's body was quite dirty. He jumped up and down, climbed trees and drilled into grass nests all day long. His hair was covered with mud, sand and snow grass. This was one of the reasons why Qin Shiou didn't recognize him at first sight.

Winnie bathed it with warm water, and the tiger and the leopard ran in, hiding at the door and watching the little lynx with their heads exposed.

Qin Shiou turned around and asked, "Where's Little Carotou? Where is it?"

Huzi and Leopard looked at each other, lowered their heads and trotted downstairs. I don't know what's going on.

Felines don't like baths, and neither does the lynx, looking at the luscious hot water. King Simba panicked immediately, kicking his calf and trying to run away.

Winnie already had experience dealing with the little ones, so she quickly grabbed the neck and stuffed it in.

The little lynx let out a shrill scream, as if it had been put in a frying pan, and its face was full of panic.

Qin Shiou was afraid that it would hurt Wei Ni, so he injected some Seagod energy into it. This can calm its emotions.

Sure enough, after receiving the Seagod's energy. King Simba was more stable, and he probably felt the warm and comfortable hot water. He squinted his eyes and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and began to enjoy the hot water bath.

certainly.

Its claws have been holding Winnie's wrist tightly, for fear of slipping into the water.

Winnie asked Qin Shiou to give it body wash, which is specially for little ones. It has the functions of repelling insects and fluffing hair, but it has no fragrance, because little ones have a sensitive sense of smell, and if the body wash smells too irritating, it will hurt the baby. to them.

Lynxes are slow-metabolizing beasts, and they should be chubby. But King Simba is a bit thin and thin, just like the little carrot head back then, after the hair is wet. It becomes a big carrot.

Winnie bathed it twice, dried it with a towel, and then blown its fur with a hair dryer, so that the little lynx would look better.

The lynx is a very beautiful feline animal with a round face and a sense of joy. It has well-developed hair and black tufts on the tips of its ears. The belly hair is long and the back hair is thick. It feels nice to the touch, which also helps keep them out of the cold.

King Simba is still a toddler, and his hair is not fully developed, so he likes to be hugged by people, because his ability to resist the cold is not strong enough, and he always feels cold.

Like most lynxes, King Simba has a darker reddish-brown back, light yellow-white hair on the abdomen, whitish hair around the eyes, and several rows of obvious brown-black longitudinal stripes on the cheeks. A little tsundere.

The cutest thing is its claws, like Bigfoot, the little lynx has a pair of big claws that are not proportional to its body, covered with long and dense fluff, like wearing snow boots.

This is the result of the evolution of lynxes over thousands of years. They often hunt in the thick snow. Only when the pressure area provided by the paws is large enough can the body not sink into the snow.

With the little lynx, the atmosphere of the villa becomes much more vigorous.

Unlike the little carrot head who just came to the villa, King Simba is not afraid of life, he is a familiar little thing.

Winnie carried it to the living room. After jumping off, it shook its fur and ran around.

Shirley beckoned to it, and it ran over and rubbed its head affectionately against Shirley's little hand. Powell gave it a piece of jerky, and it swallowed it with its mouth open, and then begged to continue feeding with its big eyes.

It is not afraid of tigers and leopards. After Lalawang ran in, it greeted it enthusiastically. Lalawang didn't bother to play with such a small thing. King Simba didn't care. go.

However, it is afraid of Bush Jr.

Bush flapped his wings and flew in. King Simba, who was playing with Huzi for the ball, shivered, rushed towards Winnie, grabbed his trouser legs, and rushed into his arms.

Qin Shiou felt that the little lynx would become the king of the fishing ground in the future. This guy was thick-skinned, he could run, jump, and climb trees and walls. When he got mischievous, who could deal with him?

In the evening, the weather turned bad again, and soon the north wind was howling, and thick clouds gathered from all directions, and it was likely to snow.

Qin Shiou drank the broth and said helplessly, "Oh my God, this is November, why is it snowing so much?"

Iverson was very happy. Looking at the snowflakes floating outside him, he held up his big vat, which contained coriander-sprinkled meat and bone soup, soaking the freshly baked flatbread, and said contentedly: "The broth is soaked in soup. Cake, it’s really good to eat in winter!”

Qin Shiou rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, my dear, it's delicious, but if it snows too much, it's a disaster."

Iwassen chewed the biscuit with big mouthfuls, and asked vaguely, "Don't you like it?"

Qin Shiou nodded and said, "Of course, who likes snow disasters?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't care, he finished his thick broth and went to surf the Internet. When he heard noises in the yard, he opened the curtains and looked outside, and saw that Iverson was waving shouting with a stick.

Qin Shiou was taken aback, and hurried out and asked, "What's the matter, Iverson?"

Ivorson turned his head and showed a simple and honest smile, and said loudly: "Qin doesn't like snow, Ivorson will drive them away!"

After speaking, he started waving his stick towards the sky again, shouting: "Don't come down, let's go! Let's go! Don't come to the fishing ground! You go to Toronto!"

Qin Shiou wanted to laugh, but he was more moved. He went up and grabbed Iverson, grabbed the back of his head and made him bend down. Their foreheads were pressed together, and he said, "Man, they are already scared. They'll go, give them time, go, let's go home, shall we?"

"I told them to go quickly," said Iverson.

Qin Shiou said: "No, no, it's okay, it's okay to slow down, let's go home, Wei Ni has made milk tea for you, do you like milk tea? Great milk tea."

"Sweetened?"

"Two dollars."

"Oh, that's great, let's go back."

Qin Shiou smiled, pulled Iverson into the house, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a white shadow shaking in the distance.

**** Uh uh, I don’t know who I offended, but I specially voted for four 0-star evaluation votes for this book. There are a thousand barbecue flavors in a thousand people’s mouths. It’s impossible for every friend in the fishing ground to Satisfied, but if you don't like it, isn't it good to leave? Don't you have to vote for a 0-star review? What hatred and what resentment? Of course, it’s not that everyone is not allowed to vote, this is the freedom and rights of readers, but the shell thinks it’s unnecessary, right? The bullet shell should be relatively low-key, everyone should forgive others, please forgive me, thank you brothers and sisters who have always supported Danke, thank you for your perseverance, thank you for your full support! (to be continued)