Pet King

Aunt Bai and Guo Dongyue have already gone up, leaving only Zhang Zi'an and the two cats behind.

The slightly higher steps are not a problem for Fina at all, it doesn't matter how high it is, it raises its legs high, drops its feet lightly, and walks up three or two times.

Snow lions with short legs, long hair, and poor motor nerves can be tangled. He didn't want to stain his hair, but he didn't want to stay outside. Seeing everyone was up, he was so anxious to stay on the dough.

Zhang Zi'an was halfway up, looking back and seeing it anxious like this, he said kindly, "Will I hold you up?"

"Well! Don't you want to touch me, smelly man!" Snow Lion spit out and said flatly.

"Okay, whatever you want." Zhang Zi'an shrugged, and went upstairs on his own.

The Snow Lion hurried to Fina for help, "Your Majesty, please help the slave's house, this step is too high, the slave's house cannot go up!"

Fina looked down at the steps. It was very puzzled and didn't understand what could be done on these steps. "How do you want this palace to help you?"

"It's best to let your slaves lie on your back and carry them back ..." Snow Lion said shamefully.

Fina refused before it had finished speaking, "No, you can figure it out yourself." Then she leapt a little, quickly stepped up another step, and disappeared from the sight of the Snow Lion.

"Woohoo!" The Snow Lion burst into tears anxiously. There are so many dust on this step. If you really want to go upstairs, its white hair will become gray hair ... This is not the most terrible, the most terrible half-white Half grey, how can it see people!

Guo Dongyue's home is on the second floor. Aunt Bai took out the key to open the door. After pushing the door, she was about to go in. She was caught by Zhang Zi'an who came up behind her.

"Aunt Bai, do you have a basket or empty cardboard box at home? Borrow it."

Aunt Bai stunned, "Yes, yes, do you want to use it?"

Zhang Zi'an opened his mouth and said, "My cat has a bad temper. I don't want to hold it. I grab someone when I hold it, so I plan to use a basket to pick it up."

"Well, this cat has a really bad temper." Aunt Bai heard it and completely dispelled the thought of buying these two cats. "Wait for me to find it for you."

Outside the door, Guo Dongyue had already gone in first. Zhang Zi'an waited outside for half a minute. Aunt Bai came out with a bamboo blue for shopping, "Is this the size? Look at your cat is quite big."

Zhang Zi'an looked at it a little, "Okay, no problem. The cat looks big, but it's actually half fur. This basket is enough. You go to the house, I'll be right back."

He even jumped down the stairs with a leash, and saw that the snow lion was tearing pitifully, the two big blue eyes were hazy, and the usual long hairs were soft and soft.

"Smelly man! What are you doing back here! Isn't it a joke to look at the old lady deliberately?" The Snow Lion tried to pretend to be very fierce, but the hair did not explode, and the ears were not in the shape of an airplane.

Zhang Zi'an thought it was funny. The Snow Lion was too concerned about his face.

He patted Bamboo Blue and placed it in front of it.

"What?" The cat's natural curiosity made him forget about his grievance for a while, and the probe looked inside, empty.

He pointed to the empty basket. "You go into the basket, I will carry you up, is this the head office?"

The Snow Lion stared up at him unexpectedly, as if wondering what the ghost idea was.

"Please ... please come in?" He asked suspiciously. "Want to sell me after I entered? Tell you, don't dream!"

Zhang Zi'an: "..." Although Lu Xun said that he can't speculate on Chinese with the worst of malicious intent, do you have to speculate on men with the worst of malicious intent?

He was thinking of leaving it alone, and after stepping up the steps, his heart suddenly trembled, looking down at the steps below.

How did the Snow Lion die in "Jin Ping Mei"?

He froze in place.

If he remembered correctly, Snow Lion was killed by Ximen Qing and fell to the steps.

I fell on the steps ...

Although I don't know what kind of steps it is, the steps in the world are almost the same.

He pretended to sneak his face quietly, and looked at the Snow Lion with the light of the corner of his eyes.

Snow Lion's mouth squeezed tightly, tilted his head and looked out of the corridor where the autumn sense was strong, forcing himself not to let tears fall.

That's it ...

He was wondering just now, if it was Fina who had cleanliness, when would the Snow Lion suddenly love to be clean so suddenly? When I first met the Snow Lion, it hid in the underground debris warehouse of the Yuanhua Building. It was not clean at all, it was dusty everywhere, and the corners of the ceiling were still thick. Thick cobweb.

The Snow Lion doesn't hate getting the hair dirty-maybe it thinks so, but it actually hates the steps themselves.

Zhang Zi'an put his foot on the steps back again, hit a ring finger to attract its attention, and said, "Hey, can't you come in? Fina is still waiting."

Snow Lion just glanced at him quickly, without looking straight at him, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Why am I leaving?" He asked, feeling a little ashamed in his heart, and he was almost gone.

"Because you're a stinky man!" He said fiercely, but his voice had a nasal sound. Although he tried to hide it, Zhang Zi'an could still hear it.

"Well, where are you going after I leave?" Zhang Zi'an did not leave, but squatted down, leaning his elbows on his knees and holding his chin to look at it.

"There is no grandfather here, he has his own grandfather's place!" It was relentless, and in order to show that it was not a bluff, it really walked away and walked out of the corridor.

"You don't like Fina anymore?" Zhang Zi'an asked later.

Hearing the name "Fina", the movement of Snow Lion froze. It didn't turn back, its hair trembling slightly, but there was no wind in the corridor.

"Like it, always like it, but your Majesty doesn't like me." Its nasal sound became heavier.

"How do you know that it doesn't like you?" Zhang Zi'an asked ~ www.readwn.com ~ because ... because ... "The Snow Lion thinks this question is very simple. If you don't like it, you just don't like it. Where does it come from? Why? If you think about it, but you feel uncomfortable, who can be better than it when it comes to loyalty and loyalty? Why does Your Majesty dislike it?

Zhang Zi'an smiled softly. "So you are not sure. You just make judgments based on your intuition, and then you want to leave immediately."

"So what? The old lady loves to leave, and no one cares!" Snow Lion seemed to be irritated, turning her head back suddenly, and there were tears in her eyes.

"So where are you going?" Zhang Zi'an asked the same question again. "You always have a goal, don't you plan to hang around like a jobless cat?"

Snow Lion's face stretched for a long time, and could no longer stretch.

"puff!"

It was amused, and then its fangs showed up in disguise.

"What a ghost is a vagrant cat!"