Nai Zai's growth record of beast control

Although Mumu was very anxious, she couldn't eat for Ning Bao.

So in the end, Mumu decided to keep out of sight and went back to the kitchen to continue making egg pancakes. After all, Ning Bao was not the only one at home who wanted to have breakfast.

At eight o'clock in the morning, everyone except Ah Yin had already gotten up.The little milk fox is still nestled in his nest, whining and refusing to get up, even if there is food.

Ning Bao went back to sleep after breakfast, and now he is a sober dumpling again.

On the first day of the new year, she didn't have much homework, and she didn't have any relatives to move around, so she lived a very leisurely life.At this moment, she was carrying a bag of potato chips, and a whole dumpling was lying on the sofa, crunching.Her favorite cartoons were still playing on the TV.

Hmm~ What a fairy-like enjoyment~
Ning Bao squinted his eyes and swung his feet happily, and the whole dumpling exuded an aura of joy.

After watching three episodes of Ningbao cartoons, little Ayin finally got up.He used his four short legs to climb up the sofa with great effort and carried a baby to Ning Bao. While stretching out his little paws to grab Ning Bao's potato chips, he also watched cartoons with relish.

"Hey, where are Ningbao's potato chips?"

Because Ning Bao was more focused on watching cartoons, he would occasionally think of taking a piece of cartoon to eat. One pack can last for more than an hour.But now, she has just finished watching an episode of the cartoon. It has only been 20 minutes, and her little fat paws can no longer touch the potato chips.

Ning Bao lowered his head and saw that Ah Yin's entire little fox had been buried in the bag of potato chips, and its fur was all covered with food.

ah!Mumu only allowed Ning Bao to buy two bags of these extra-large bags of potato chips!

"Hiccup~"

Little Ah Yin, with her belly facing up, burped and rubbed her bulging belly with her little paws.

Ning Bao: ...

Wow~Sadness turns into a river UTTU

At this time, Ning Bao was not aware of a very serious problem. Can a fox cub less than half a year old eat something heavy in salt like plain potato chips?That’s a lot of food to eat…

Wen Ya, who didn't want to deal with a group of cubs, was lying on the balcony thinking about wolf life.Alas, their planet is not festive at this time, and I don’t know if she can succeed if she asks her parents for red envelopes now.

Taotao was also basking in the sun on the balcony, but due to nature, she stood there motionless, let alone talking, her eyes wandering, not knowing what she was thinking.She came earlier than Wen Ya, but because her presence was so low and she was in a corner, Wen Ya, who had something on his mind, didn't even notice her.

Of course, this is also the reason why Wen Ya is already familiar with Taotao's smell. If there is an unfamiliar smell, Wen Ya will definitely detect it immediately.

Of course, the diligent Mumu couldn't sit still, thinking that Panpan would be at home today, so she greeted everyone and went to the nearby practice ground.

Facts have proved that it is unreliable to let Panpan take care of the cubs. Panpan will only let the cubs go free.

But since Panpan was busy with work, Mumu didn't have a deep understanding of this and just felt that he didn't have time to take care of the children.Since Panpan is at home now and is an adult, there should be no problem.

With this mentality, Mumu came to the training ground alone, intending to practice his ability to resist fainting.

Ning Bao actually came up with the idea of ​​practicing anti-fainting ability.

What exactly happened?Alas, isn't Ning Bao still in middle school in kindergarten? It's not even the winter vacation yet.At the end of the semester, their class organized a pick-ball competition.

This pick-up game is extraordinary.Why is this an unusual method?
Generally speaking, when shooting rubber balls, you just need to shoot them. The comparison is just the quantity.But in this game, not only do you have to shoot the ball, you also have to shoot the ball while spinning in circles.Then, there is a time limit of 1 minute to see who can take the most pictures in 1 minute.

The teacher will also draw a circle for each child. Within 1 minute, neither the person nor the ball can exceed this circle.If you leave the range of this circle, the number of shots will not count.

Ning Bao is really good at playing rubber racket. He was so enthusiastic that he raised his hand to sign up.

But... Ning Bao is good at shooting rubber balls, but she can't resist fainting.After only three turns, my little head started to feel dizzy.The ball also flew out of the circle uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Ning Bao's reflexes have never been weak. She has good body skills and is faster than the ball. She hit the ball back with her backhand.

But none of this could stop her from fainting.

Of course, little Ningbao fainted, and so did the other children, so in the end, Ningbao still got No. 3.

As for why it is not No. 1, it is because there are children who are not afraid of fainting.

When he got home from school that day, Ning Bao shared this incident with Mumu very sadly.You know, before this, Ning Baoke had always been the best kid in their class at shooting the ball. She could shoot the ball so fast and well that no ball could escape the control of her chubby hands.

"Okay, Ning Bao wants to practice turning in circles!"

This was Ning Bao's ambition before he hung up the phone, and he actually practiced it for a whole day.

That night, Ning Bao spun around a full 27 times, then fell down on the sofa and fell asleep within 3 minutes.Wen Ya came back from taking orders at night and took Ning Bao back to her bedroom.

When he woke up the next day, Tuanzi, who was resurrected with full health, could still remember to spin in circles.Instead, it was Mumu on the other end of the phone who silently wrote the matter down in a notebook.

Back to the present, Mumu is sitting on something like a big turntable.When the machine started, Mumu whirred.

Mumu had no symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, and vomiting. She even had time to think about it. It was a bit like the spinning teacup she played with Ning Bao in the amusement park.

After 1000 turns, the machine automatically stopped.Mumu glanced at the time and saw that it was getting late. It was time to go back and make lunch. Then he stepped off the machine with a calm expression.

Fortunately, today is the first day of the new year and there is no one in the training ground. Otherwise, his jaw would have dropped.

Where did this awesome guy come from? He could spin a thousand times without any problem. Is there something wrong with a certain function of his brain?
Well, actually it’s pretty much the same.Mumu knew in her heart that even her soul was affected, and she was no longer the same as a normal human or demon.

But now it seems that it is not completely useless.In fact, let alone being dizzy, if she gave up control of part of her body, she wouldn't be afraid of the pain at all.But in that case, it would be too dangerous, and I would be sorry for Feng Dao, who worked so hard to find a lot of genius treasures for her.

It took her a lot of effort to look normal. She liked this look very much, so she would never take the initiative to change back.If it could be normal, who would want to be a doll?
Today I originally wanted to use AI to draw a family picture of Qingqing, Fengyuan and Ning Bao, but Qingqing’s green hair turned blue, and who can tell me why Qingqing and Fengyuan are hugging each other!The most important thing is, why did Ning Bao in the middle turn into a pot of flower?

Ahhh, artificial retardation!Where is my Ning Bao!It has been like this after several attempts. Let’s not mention the problem that AI often encounters such as Sister Fengyuan’s multiple fingers, but why does Ning Bao always disappear?

(Don’t ask me why there are no other Zaizai in the family portrait. It’s Qingqing, not Mumu. Of course there are no other Zaizai~ That’s another family portrait. Well, the other family portraits are also unsatisfactory. As for why I insist on using it AI, instead of directly asking for manuscripts, of course it's because I'm poor. It's just for fun, so there's no need. Last month, I only made a total of 280 yuan as an author through monthly subscriptions + subscriptions on various platforms. Not enough to book a manuscript.)