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    After the big tiger took the little furball away, he sat back to his original place, with his thick and long tail sweeping behind him, looking in a good mood.

    Zhong Jingshu lay on the edge of the hammock, taking a panoramic view of the big tiger's actions. The big cat is the cutest.

    That's so cute.

    Zhong Jingshu couldn't help but hugged the big tiger's head and rubbed it, "Good boy."

    The big cat also took advantage of the situation and rubbed his palm.

    Zhong Jingshu's kneading speed is a bit slow, if the arm is not uncomfortable, it would have messed up the big tiger's fur.

    The furball who was taken away next to him looked at the big tiger.

    Zhong Jingshu was thinking about getting down from the hammock to hug furball, but when he raised his eyes, he was surprised to find that furball seemed to be approaching him.

    Blinking, the distance is a little closer.

    It seems that he was not mistaken.

    The next moment, the little tiger rushed around to the other side of the hammock, "Wow!"

    The rabbit was successfully delivered to Zhong Jingshu.

    The rabbit's body is covered with fine fleece, and it feels like a hand-warming fluffy ball when held in the hand.

    This rabbit is about the size of two hands, which is not too small for a wild rabbit.

    "Look!" Zhong Jingshu handed the rabbit in front of the big tiger, twirling the rabbit's ears with his fingertips, a little thin, not as rua as the tiger's ears.

    The big tiger rolled his eyelids, "Hey..."

    "What do you mean by roar?" Zhong Jingshu got down from the hammock, sat down and leaned against the big tiger, the big cat was reassuringly motionless, and Zhong Jingshu was very assured that he would not be thrown off by the big tiger.

    Continue holding the rabbit to tease it, "Don't you like it? We can raise it, what do you think?"

    "??? Raise a rabbit after raising four tigers? The anchor really has you."

    "Rabbit: I'm really going to tie Q hard."

    "Why don't you eat the rabbits instead of killing them?"

    "I only know that there are living Bodhisattvas on the Internet, and today I saw the living Hades."

    "Hahahahaha, what the hell is this?"

    ...

    The big tiger pushed Zhong Jingshu's wrist with his head.

    Zhong Jingshu held the rabbit in one hand and rubbed the big tiger in the other. After thinking for a while, he said, "After all, furball gave it to me. It's not good to just let it go. Let's raise it first."

    I just don't know if the rabbits can stand the stimulation of staying in a circle of carnivorous animals and seeing four tigers surrounding you as soon as they open their eyes.

    To prevent the little furries from using it to beat their teeth, Zhong Jingshu hung a rope of the same color as the rabbit on the front leg of the rabbit. As time goes by, this rope will fade and then break and finally degrade completely. It is no problem to use it for a short time.

    When he was winding the rope, the little furball watched curiously.

    The big tiger kept rubbing against his wrist, almost knocking him down a few times.

    Seeing this, Zhong Jingshu handed the rabbit to its mouth, "Do you want to get acquainted with the little rabbit?"

    The big tiger looked away in disgust.

    Familiarity is impossible, and dislike is purely because don't want to eat it.

    For the big tiger, eating this rabbit is not troublesome enough.

    In the past few days under the care of Zhong Jingshu, he has been skinned and boned, and the meat and internal organs are eaten separately. The big tiger now eats the little meat of rabbits and is too lazy to tear it.

    "Rabbit hurry up and say hello to Brother Hu."

    "Interview, we are about to become a family member with the tiger, are you touched by the rabbit?"

    "Obviously he didn't dare to move. With this move, if he kicks the anchor with his feet, he will dote on the anchor like a tiger. You can't show off the rabbit and go dig its hole."

    ...

    The rabbit just stayed.

    Zhong Jingshu doesn't have a cage, and he doesn't plan to lock it up. There are little tigers at home, and the three little tigers are full of energy. Watching a rabbit is not a simple matter.

    Perhaps the rope tied to the rabbit's leg smelled of Zhong Jingshu, and this rabbit was thought to belong to Zhong Jingshu.

    So the little tigers just watched and didn't mean to prey.

    Rabbits running in this territory by themselves can be regarded as freedom in another sense.

    Because there is no need to worry that other ferocious carnivores will suddenly come out and take your life away.

    The most ferocious kind is around it.

    The rabbit stayed here, and Zhong Jingshu went back to the tent to prepare extra meals for the furries.

    Even Siberian tigers will get tired of eating too much of one kind of meat for a long time. When Zhong Jingshu feeds, he mixes several kinds of meat together.

    Occasionally jerky is added.

    As an extra meal, chose two kinds in the snack bag, cod pieces.

    Siberian tigers eat fish, but they seldom eat it. Some tigers will never eat a bite in their life, because the fish is too small to catch.

    Zhong Jingshu's cod pieces here are high-quality products, pure fish meat, no thorns, just for the tigers as snacks.

    According to the size, each tiger is divided into a pot.

    Zhong Jingshu fried a piece himself.

    The cod is fast, but Zhong Jingshu can't lift his arms, so the speed is a bit slow.

    It's already afternoon.

    At this time, it feels like a family having afternoon tea here.

    Seems good too.

    Zhong Jingshu directly used the iron pan where the cod was fried as a plate. Firstly, it was still warm, and secondly, it could save one plate from washing.

    "The quality of this meat is good, very tender." Zhong Jingshu picked up a piece of cod, and pressed the cod piece with chopsticks, and it was obvious that it was juicy, "A good quality cod can be simply fried like this, sprinkled with sea salt and it is deliciousYes. You can try it when you have time."

    It's simple, delicious, and nutritious.

    It was also the first time for Big Tiger to eat cod, probably because he was not familiar with this meat, so he ate very slowly.

    To Zhong Jingshu's expectation, Juan Juan seemed to like cod meat very much, and he was the first to finish it.

    Zhong Jingshu asked with a smile, "Do you want some more?"

    Curly licks his mouth.

    "Okay." Zhong Jingshu cut another piece for it.

    Except for the curly rolls, no other hairy was added after eating.

    It may be a novelty, but don't like it very much.

    There are other fish in Zhong Jingshu's safe, both in deep and shallow seas.

    If you are tired of ordinary meat, it is good to have some fish for a change.

    The lucky little rabbit also got some lettuce, which was plenty of water, and Zhong Jingshu didn't give too much.

    "Ah—I just had lunch and watched the takeaway software ready to move."

    "The rabbit is delicious! The three-petal mouth twists and turns so cute."

    "Juan likes to eat cod very much, and his tail is raised."

    "Watching the anchor and a group of hairy eat and drink, I can watch it all day!"

    ...

    Zhong Jingshu squeezed his arm from time to time, which was regarded as a massage. If he left it alone, his arm might be uncomfortable for several days.

    But when it comes to cat massage, Zhong Jingshu is a professional. He hasn't done much research on giving massage to people, and he still massages for himself.

    Zhong Jingshu pinched it casually, which seemed a bit perfunctory.

    "Eh? Where did the rope go?" Zhong Jingshu looked up and saw that the rope on the rabbit's leg was gone. Although it was the same color as the rabbit, the rope and fluff could still be distinguished at a glance.

    The rope was not tied tightly, but if it wasn't for running around or kicking and biting, it still wouldn't fall off.

    After working so hard for a while, don't know how the rabbit managed to get it down.

    but……

    Without the rope, the furries didn't seem to want to move their claws on the rabbit.

    Since the rope was thrown away, the rabbit must not like it, so Zhong Jingshu didn't tie it again.

    After all, the function of the rope is to protect the rabbit's life, and if the life is kept, there is no need to do it again.

    Zhong Jingshu doesn't have many ropes, so keep them sparingly.

    After putting away all the shelves, Zhong Jingshu found an open space on the surrounding grass to lie down.

    Big tigers often come here to lie down, and occasionally grab some grass to eat, so the grass here is extraordinarily flat and not prickly at all.

    Zhong Jingshu folded his hands behind his head, "It's so quiet in the forest."

    I could still hear cicadas occasionally before, but now that the temperature is low, it’s still a little quiet without those sounds.

    Big tigers will leave their own marks around them, and other animals can judge whether the owner of this territory can provoke them by their breath.

    Perhaps it was for this reason that it was difficult for Zhong Jingshu to see other animals around.

    Those on the tiger recipe don't count.

    It was uncomfortable for the arm to rest like this for a long time, Zhong Jingshu lowered his hand and hammered it twice.

    The little furball huddled on one side and rolled over, turned over and over just in time to see Zhong Jingshu making a move, it tilted its head, "Wow?"

    Zhong Jingshu's action of beating himself fell into the eyes of the little furball, so he couldn't understand it.

    The little guy stood up and stomped on it with his paw, "Oh!"

    Zhong Jingshu paused, the pads of his paws were soft, but the little furball stepped on it with strength.

    Among other things, it is very comfortable to step on like this.

    At least it was much more comfortable than pressing it by himself.

    Zhong Jingshu patted his arm, "Here is the furball, step up a little."

    The little furball chased Zhong Jingshu's hand, thinking that he was playing with him, pressing his paws very vigorously, jumping while running, bouncing over, pressing and running, "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

    After running away, ran back, lay down and rubbed Zhong Jingshu, and then continued to press.

    "Wow... the technique is good." Zhong Jingshu touched furball's stomach and praised: "Master Qiu is very professional in massaging."

    Zhong Jingshu squinted his eyes, saw the little tiger snorting and pressing hard, and the corners of his mouth couldn't close when he was teased, he joked with the audience in the live broadcast room in a happy mood: "If you have a tiger at home, you can try it."

    "There is no tiger at home, but there is a waste. I can express myself to enjoy it for the anchor."

    "He seems to be showing off? Not sure, I'll take a look."

    Juanjuan and Da Ju were still huddled together, but they were a little different from Zhong Jingshu before, and they all hugged Zhong Jingshu.

    The big tiger occupies the entire left side by virtue of its length, lying on its side as if half hugging Zhong Jingshu in its abdomen.

    The small furball is pressed for a long time, only on the right side.

    Zhong Jingshu patted his left arm, "Furball, and the left side."

    As he spoke, Zhong Jingshu's arm sank, and when he looked down, the big tiger's paw had already rested on it.

    He even dangling his collar and took Zhong Jingshu to the left.

    Zhong Jingshu was still in a daze, the whole person was dragged over and before he had time to react, the whole person moved sideways.

    The little furball's paw pressed empty.

    Zhong Jingshu paused, looked up at it, "Big cat?"

    "Roar……"

    The big tiger roared in a low voice, and stepped on Zhong Jingshu's arm with its paw.

    This strength massage is very suitable, but for the strength of a mature Siberian tiger's paw, this pressure can be said to be very light.

    "Hmm..." Zhong Jingshu narrowed his eyes, rolled over and lay down, pointing to the lower back, "Come here, big cat."

    "Roar!"

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    There are many things to do tomorrow, so will ask for a day off. wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!Refill~

    Good night and early bed love everyone.

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