Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 1 Withstood a [-]-jin sack on the shoulder and beat the Siberian tiger violently
In the Changbai Mountain Wildlife Rescue Station, a cute little girl who looks like a junior high school student is setting up the camera to point at the warehouse where she usually works.

Glancing at the clarity of the live broadcast, Wen Wanwan muttered softly.

"I don't know if this thing can cheat some money. The unlucky old man doesn't know how to leave me some inheritance. I will take the heads of so many animals to raise!"

Wen Wanwan is now the head of the relief station, but there is still work to be done.

After taking another look at the live broadcast room where there was no one there, he turned his head and walked into the warehouse.

The live broadcast room was facing the gate of the warehouse, and I saw the cute little girl carrying a huge sack from the freezer and putting it on the scale.

Looking at the 75 kilograms above, he nodded in satisfaction.

After putting the sack on his shoulders again, he picked up the phone and hung it around his neck, and walked towards the Wuling Shenche parked outside the door.

No bragging, no sunspots: 【So cute... What a scary little loli! 】

Alligators are beaten every day: [75 kg? (Black question mark face)]

Linghualuo: [It's fake, tell me it's fake!How did such a big little girl carry it? 】

Throwing the huge sack into the trunk of the Wuling Shenche, Wen Wanwan kicked open the door and sat directly in the driver's seat.

Rumeng's sadness and joy: [Just arrived, such a cute little loli will surely cry for a long time when she falls to the ground, right? 】

No blows, no sunspots: [? ? ?Believe it or not, just one kick can kick you from the world directly to the eighteenth floor of hell? (dog head)]

Mei Zefei: [Wow, what a cute little loli, she can also drive! (love love love)]

As some people stayed in the live broadcast room, the barrage gradually became lively.

Wen Wanwan had no idea what kind of panic her daily work had caused a group of people.

Her strange strength was born under the tireless guidance of the old station master.

The old station master is the No.30 second-generation druid, so when she comes to her place, it is naturally the 33rd generation.

This kind of inheritance comes from Shaman, and many things have been added in the development of so many years.

To put it another way, Wen Wanwan looks like a junior high school student from the outside, but the power contained in her body can be squeezed into juice by a domestic violence man!

If it was in the mountains and forests, the title of Druid King of Beasts would let everyone know what despair is!

The car drove all the way, and soon stopped at the foot of the mountain. Wen Wanwan kicked the door of the car, went to the trunk and picked up a sack of meat.

It seemed that he suddenly remembered that he still had a live broadcast room, and turned his head to look at the bracket hanging on his chest.

Wen Wanwan stiffened a little from the constant barrage.

I have taken over the aid station for more than a year, and I can't even find a colleague. I have long been used to living alone.

Entering the state of work, she has long forgotten that she still has a live broadcast room.

Taking a deep breath and putting the studio away, Wen Wanwan forced a smile.

"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm Wanwan, the anchor, and the stationmaster of the Changbai Mountain Animal Rescue Station. Today I mainly want to take you to see the little tiger."

Selectively ignoring the titles of those one-punch lolis, Wen Wanwan simply answered two questions and walked up the mountain.

With a 150-jin sack on the shoulder, it is still the way up the mountain.

But all those who knew the truth in the live broadcast room lived in silence.

It took Wen Wanwan more than an hour to finally stand outside a cave under the sun.

"Dog, come out and cook!"

The delicate voice fell, and there was a roar of a tiger in the cave.

Then, two huge Northeast Gold Gradients came out from inside.

The bullet screens in the entire live broadcast room were completely quiet at this moment, but after a few seconds, one after another quickly started to appear.

The alligator gets beaten every day: [Fuck, is this the little tiger in her mouth? ![Scary jpg.]]

Beiming Youhai: [Wild Siberian tiger? (incredible!)】

Sunshine Qingcheng: [What are you waiting for if you don't run away? I'm afraid the anchor is not three full with his small body? 】

Wen Wanwan didn't have time to manage the live broadcast room at this time, and quickly dumped the pork in the sack on the ground, and patted the golden gradient that had been gathered.

"Let's show off, I don't know when the next meal is over after showing off, I will find a way to put some rabbits here."

One Jin gradually squatted down and gnawed on the pork obediently, while the other was obviously naughty, pawing at Wen Wanwan's trouser legs.

"Let go, my mother's new pants!"

"Your claw! Don't want it anymore!"

"What am I..."

After a few tugs, a hole was torn open in the brand new work pants.

Wen Wanwan squeezed her fists, hugged Jin Jianlayer's neck tightly with her arms, and pushed her legs backwards, the entire Siberian tiger was overturned immediately.

Immediately afterwards, she sat directly on the body of this golden gradient, and slapped it one after another.

"Which one is it, which one is it, my mother's torn pants can be piled up in the warehouse!"

"Come on, talk, if you still can't catch it! Just say it if you don't want your claws, I will help you!"

"If you don't fight, you just don't have a long memory, don't you!"

It is not only rare for the little loli to beat the Siberian tiger violently, but also full of visual impact.

With the sharing in the live broadcast room again and again, the platform's drainage mechanism was directly touched, and it broke through 1000 people in just a few minutes.

After teaching the naughty Jin Jian, Wen Wanwan let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

He glanced at the mobile phone in front of his chest, and then his whole body stiffened.

These two Siberian tigers were released by the provincial rescue station before, and they were supposed to be separated according to the plan.

But she kept both of them in Changbai Mountain by virtue of her druid affinity.

This led to a shortage of food, and Wen Wanwan had to bring some food up for the two idiots every once in a while.

A feline, she is very curious. Every time she changes into a new pair of pants, she will be scratched by this unlucky fat tiger within three times.

Originally, she was the only one in this ghost place, so it didn't matter if she was a little irritable.

But now it's live!
In front of thousands of people, there was a violent beating of Siberian tigers?
Leaving aside anything else, at least today's live broadcast is over, and she probably has nothing to do with a creature like her boyfriend in this life.

The alligator gets beaten every day: [Fuck, can you do it again, I didn't look carefully just now! 】

The Dust Returns to the Nine: [Excuse me, is the anchor a descendant of Wu Song? 】

Seven-step heartbroken jujube: [Please come up with a tutorial, I will buy it for any amount! 】

Wen Wanwan took two deep breaths one after another, and managed to calm down her embarrassment.

Seeing the barrage of constant begging for tutorials in the live broadcast room, he quickly turned his head and pointed the camera at the Siberian tiger who was cooking.

"The two Northeast golden gradients in front of us are commonly known as Siberian tigers, and their scientific name is Siberian tigers."

(End of this chapter)