Pet King

"Gong!"

"Gong!"

Back at the store, Zhang Zi'an found that Wang Qian and Li Kun were not even good at work, and they were still firing turtle qigong with broom and mop, so they reminded them: "I'll go upstairs first. Forgot to bring in. "

"Yes, Master! Gong!"

"Wow! Master, he attacked me! Gong! Gong!"

The two of them were playing with each other like two little children.

Zhang Zi'an shook his head helplessly, and wanted to say that he didn't know them-although he had also won the second one just now, but once every year, he also did so in commemoration of the bachelor's age of + 1s ... no, it was + 1y.

Lu Yiyun is cleaning hygiene near the cash register, wearing rubber gloves and wiping the shelves with a damp cloth.

Little celery stood by the display cabinet and chattered to the lop-eared rabbit and hamster.

Zhang Zi'an looked around and found nothing wrong, then turned back to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Early in the morning, what are you doing below?" Fina yawned on the princess's bed, staring at him with a long face.

"Exercise." Zhang Zi'an lied without changing his face. "I have been practicing with Mr. Tea, but occasionally I miss the previous radio gymnastics."

"This palace hasn't heard the accompaniment of music, but what‘ gong ’,‘ gong ’, and‘ gong ’” are constantly making noises. ”Fina relentlessly broke through his lies.

"Your Majesty! According to the view of the slave family, some males will be so noisy if they are not castrated in time." The snow lion pulled out its sharp claws and hurried across the air.

Although it makes a lot of sense, Zhang Zi'an still feels a pain in the egg and wants to remind him that it is "gong" and not "public".

Xinghai chased Mei short and ran from nearby. Zhang Zi'an suddenly realized when he saw Xinghai-it must be that Xinghai didn't want to see the pet shop destroyed by turtle qigong, so he chose to collapse the reality that he could not send turtle qigong. Well, it must be true.

His gaze was looking at the molecular monkey in the corner, π. It woke up very early, kept squatting in the corner without moving, holding the scarlet unknown book in his arms, look at this in the house, then look at the house. The one in it, then lowered his head, opened the book and read it carefully. When it looked up again, his eyes seemed to change ...

I don't know if it is an illusion. He always felt that π showed strangeness and alienation in his eyes when he first saw the elves, but after looking at the unnamed book for a while, he looked at the eyes of the elves and relaxed the alert, as if Know them well, knowing that they are not bad guys and will not hurt it.

Zhang Zi'an became more curious about this nameless book, but he knew that he had not won enough trust from π, and π probably would not show him this nameless book, which is cherished for life, and did not rush to make this request. He also considered pretending to pass by and peeking at the contents of the book from π's side, but π was always in the corner, leaving him without this opportunity ...

Last night Pi was sleeping in a single chair in the bedroom. Zhang Zi'an gave it a blanket on the chair, but even so it should be very hard. There are no extra beds in the bedroom for the time being, and it is cold to sleep in other rooms. π didn't complain and slept in the place where Zhang Zi'an arranged.

From yesterday until now, Zhang Zi'an paid attention and observed that π seems to be an utopian elf, because it doesn't seem to be hungry and doesn't need to eat. Although it is a utopian elf, since it exists in the shape of a monkey, it still retains some monkey habits. For example, it is not used to sleeping on the bed or on the ground, it always likes to climb high, and likes to scratch its ears and cheeks.

He thought about it. It seems that there are hanging basket-type rattan chairs on the Internet. It sits almost like a swing. Pi should like it. Sleeping on it is as safe and comfortable as sleeping on a tree.

"Π, it's dark in the bedroom, reading for a long time is not good for your eyes. If you want to read, you can go to the living room." After a while, he noticed that π was still reading, so he reminded out loud and pointed out Orientation of the living room.

There are small clip-on glasses on the bridge of π's nose, so he estimates that π's vision is probably not good. Is reading too much and becoming myopia?

"Squeak!"

π nodded, scratched his neck, grinned at him, and picked up a book and walked to the living room. It walks like an ordinary monkey, and will hold the floor with its free hand, with its tail raised high to maintain balance.

Zhang Zi'an looked at its back, and found it very tricky-this elf couldn't speak or eat, let alone his preferences, how to improve his favorability?

"Quack! Or how about Uncle Ben to teach him to talk?" Richard kicked his legs from the pillow, fluttered his wings and landed on the crossbar. "Uncle Ben, you do not need to doubt the level of the idiot?

"Come on, you can teach parrots to talk, don't expect to cross species!" Zhang Zi'an knew that Richard was talking about teaching red-faced parrots. It did a good job, but only if the red The face parrot is its kind.

Not surprisingly, π should be an utopian elf, not an actual animal. If such an elf does not speak when it appears, it is unlikely to learn to speak.

"Cut ~ yes, look down on Uncle Ben." Richard muttered indignantly, pecking the fluffy bird feathers on his chest.

Zhang Zi'an pointed to the toilet. "Hurry up and go to the toilet, don't pull the **** in the room, otherwise don't blame me for hanging you up!"

"Cut ~ stingy!"

Richard flew to the toilet, and Zhang Zi'an closed the door with him.

Without Richard, the room was quiet all of a sudden.

There is nothing left and right ~ www.readwn.com ~ Zhang Zi'an decided to place an order now, buy a hanging basket rattan chair, and then urge the merchant to ship as soon as possible.

So he also came to the living room and took out a long-used laptop.

Although it is quick to place an order with a mobile phone, he has not yet decided which one to buy, and the size and style are not clear. In addition, he has to read other customers' comments. It is more convenient to use a computer to do these things.

π sat quietly at the desk under the window and read a book. Zhang Zi'an didn't bother it. He sat on the old sofa, put the laptop on the coffee table, and turned it on.

This laptop has been used for several years, and it is not fast either in booting speed or running speed, but he has no intention of replacing the computer. After all, it is used very little and there is no need to waste money.

Zhang Zi'an opened the e-commerce website, typed out the words "cradle basket rattan chair" in the search bar, and then clicked on the search. A variety of basket basket rattan chairs appeared on the screen.

Which one is better? He compared them seriously.

Hearing the sound of typing on the keyboard, Pi quietly turned his head and stared at the laptop screen.