I Have a Safari Park

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The tourists were so excited that they even took pictures and were captured by the lovely sorbet!

"Ahhhh, the little white tiger is so cute, and his face is so good! The eyes are actually blue!"

"Like a chocolate sorbet, when it's over, the sorbet in my hand is a bit reluctant to eat!"

"It's too cute, I miss Rua!"

"The pad on the palm looks so soft and furry. I don't know what it feels like to touch it? It must be warm!"

"I want to be a breeder! I want to play with the little tiger!"

The children happily tugged at their parents' sleeves and kept shouting: "Small brain axe! Brain axe!"

A tourist with a slightly sparse head of a social animal wailed: "I regret it, why did I learn software engineering at the beginning? It's not more interesting than writing code. I have to work overtime every day until late at night."

The companion around him joked, "Hehe, there is no chance of being a breeder, so why not be cat food."

"Okay, watch me put a sliding shovel into the tiger's mouth."

Another companion patted him on the stomach and slapped mercilessly: "Look at so many people here. They are all queuing up to be cat food. We older otakus who don’t exercise are loose and loose like cotton, even a little bit chewy. It's not greasy yet, I guess other tigers simply don't like it."

"Damn, brother, don't hit people like this!"

The sorbet released the hanging ball and squatted back to the ground. He looked up at the wooden ball the size of a small pumpkin, with his mouth open to demonstrate, his eyes were fierce o(￣ヘ￣o#), and he seemed to think of the wooden ball in his mind. My own imaginary enemy: "Look at me not to wash you!"

Then take a jump!

Jumping 20cm high, the forelegs hugged the wooden ball, and the hind feet hung in the air, trying to bite.

How can the round wooden ball be so easy to hug?

After just maintaining it for less than two seconds, the paw slipped and fell from the air.

Sorbet stood up immediately without admitting defeat, but was swung up just now. The wooden ball that swung back at this time was hammered head-on on the face, and his **** sat back on the ground.

This time I was cautious. I didn't stand up immediately, rolled over, shook my head on my stomach, and looked around with a dazed expression. Where am I? What happened just now?

The tourists laughed at the bewilderment and cuteness of the sorbet: "The little brain axe is too cute!"

Jiaojiao, who was lying on the back under the shade of the trees, looked a little worried. Her eyes were a little confused, her neck and back were raised, and she looked at the sorbet carefully. She patted the tip of the grass lightly and didn't shake her tail.

Fang Ye told her to take good care of the sorbet!

Even without Fang Ye's advice, she herself likes small sorbet very much.

When some tiger mothers gave birth to babies for the first time, their motherhood was insufficient, they were unwilling to feed their cubs, their actions were rougher, and they didn't care about what the cubs did. The cubs would die easily.

Only a second or even third time as a mother, with some experience, and the sleeping maternal awakening, can we take care of the little tiger.

Jiaojiao has a gentle personality and is a good mother by nature. At the age when he can be a mother, he naturally likes the little tiger and treats sorbet like his own children.

She was still a little worried, got up from the ground, the huge tiger paw stepped forward and walked to the side of the sorbet.

Lowering his head, the long tiger tongue licked from the back of the sorbet like a comb.

Sorbet also likes Jiaojiao! Jiaojiao, like her two-legged dad, is gentle with him, making him feel safe.

Lifting his head and leaning back, he hugged Jiaojiao's front paws like a spoiled child, and rubbed his cheeks and forehead back and forth against the white soft fur like a scarf under Jiaojiao's neck.

Jiaojiao was relieved now, she lay down and raised her head, her amber eyes calmly watching the tourists.

The pattern of each tiger is different, and the black pattern on Jiaojiao's face is coherent and gentle, which looks particularly beautiful!

With the black pattern on the corner of the eye and the amber clear eyes, anyone who looks at it will feel that this is a spiritual tiger.

The tourists’ voices gradually became quieter, instead of laughing like just now, watching the sorbet act like a baby in Jiaojiao’s arms, and occasionally lowering her head and sticking out her tongue to lick the sorbet, her heart softened unknowingly. All moved by this warmth!

"Jiaojiao is so beautiful and gentle! I really like her!"

"Like Mother Tiger!"

"So loving mother and son."

"It's so beautiful, no wonder the little tiger is so cute."

"Uh, actually this little white tiger is not a child of the big tiger."

"Huh?" The tourist looked at the person next to him in shock, "Didn't you just say that Mother Tiger is so beautiful?"

"It's okay to call a tiger mother, mother-in-law."

The sorbet seems to be a little tired. First, the weather is hot. In addition, the little tiger is not fully developed and has less awake time and more sleep time. After playing for a while, he feels a little drowsy, leaning on Jiaojiao's neck. He dozed off with his eyes, and then fell asleep completely.

Jiaojiao lowered her head and sniffed. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and felt the breath of the sorbet, and found that it was already asleep.

This can't work!

The tourists here are noisy and yelling, and they are not cool, can they sleep comfortably?

Stand up, lowered his head to turn his head, opened his big mouth, directly bit the back of the neck of the sorbet, and picked it up.

The sorbet was caught in the air, opened his eyes in a daze, four paws stretched out on his chest, his tail drooped under him, as if a jumping zombie was suppressed by a paper talisman, motionless, looking very funny.

Jiaojiao blinked, turned around, stepped forward, and walked away with the sorbet.

"Hey, my neck is choked by fate!"

"I've seen a mother cat holding a kitten, but this is the first time I have seen a mother tiger holding a little tiger!"

The dangerous social animal male sighed and stared at Jiaojiao's back: "Why are you taking the little tiger away?"

"Maybe you think we are too noisy?" the companion guessed, and he was quite accurate.

The social animal man said with envy: "I want Mother Tiger to take a bite too!"

"Mother Tiger said: Go away, there is no such fat kid as you!"

"Mother Tiger really broke her heart for the little tiger!"

The sorbet's body swayed back and forth in the air, stretching out his own occasionally.

After being taken to the forest near Crescent Lake, Jiaojiao released her mouth and let it down.

It's cool, quiet, and the scenery is good!

Jiaojiao herself usually likes to take a nap here.

The sorbet was put down, still maintaining a rigid posture of straightening his limbs, and rolled half a circle on the ground like a gourd, and Jiaojiao licked it five or six times with his tongue, just as if he had uncovered the anchor and regained his mobility.

Shaking his head, the white little belly turned over, a claw was placed on his chest, lying in the shade of the tree, being blown by the cool breeze, he quickly squinted his eyes and entered a sweet dream.