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Chapter 873 863. Drive away the snow (3/5)

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    Qin Shiou was stunned: "Simba? Yes, the Lion King is called Simba, but the problem is, this is a lynx."

    "Lions are cats, and lynxes are cats. They have the same ancestors and are distant relatives. We want to give the little lynx some ambition, so wouldn't it be great to encourage it with a name like Simba?  "

    The more Winnie talked, the happier she became, having convinced herself first.

    Qin Shiou was speechless, but he always felt that something was wrong.

    The little lynx didn¡¯t know that it had a name, so the two of them pointed at it and drew pictures. It also knew that it was related to them, so it drank all the warm milk, ran over and hugged Winnie¡¯s hand and rolled around in a cute way.

    Winnie lovingly tapped its forehead with her finger and said, "Okay, my dear, from now on you are Simba, you are the North American Lynx King, right?"

    The little lynx knows its balls, so it knows how to roll around in Winnie¡¯s arms.

    Qin Shiou felt that Wei Ni could not be named in the future. It was too unchallenging. They were all named by this king and that king. He wanted to find the White Wolf King Xiao Luobo, but the bastard didn't know where he went and couldn't be found for the time being.

    Simba was quite dirty. He jumped up and down, climbed trees, and crawled into grass dens all day long. His hair was covered with mud, snow, and grass. This was one of the reasons why Qin Shiou didn't recognize his identity at first sight.

    Winnie put warm water on it to give it a bath. The tiger and the leopard ran in and hid at the door with their little heads exposed to watch the little lynx.

    Qin Shiou turned around and asked, "Where's the little carrot head? Where is it?"

    The tiger and the leopard looked at each other, lowered their heads and trotted downstairs, not knowing what was going on.

    Cats don¡¯t like bathing, and the same goes for lynxes. Seeing the hot water, King Simba suddenly panicked, kicked his calves and wanted to run away.

    Wei Ni is already experienced in dealing with little guys. With quick eyesight and hands, she grabbed the neck and stuffed it directly.

    The little lynx let out a shrill scream, as if it had fallen into a frying pan, and its face was full of panic.

    Qin Shiou was afraid that it would hurt Wei Ni, so he injected some Poseidon energy into it to soothe its emotions.

    Sure enough, after receiving the energy of Poseidon, King Simba became more stable, and he probably felt the hot water was warm and comfortable. He squinted his eyes and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and began to enjoy the hot water bath.

    Of course, its claws have been holding Winnie's wrist tightly for fear of slipping into the water.

    Wei Ni asked Qin Shiou to give it a shower gel. This is specially used for little ones. It has the functions of repelling insects and fluffing the hair, but it has no fragrance, because the little ones have a sensitive sense of smell. If the smell of the shower gel is too pungent, it will hurt.  to them.

    Lynx is a beast with a relatively slow metabolism. They should be chubby, but King Simba is a bit thin. Just like the little carrot head at the beginning, when his hair is wet, it turns into a big carrot.

    Winnie bathed it twice, dried it with a towel and then used a hair dryer to blow out its hair, so that the little lynx would look better.

    Lynx is a very beautiful cat. It has a round face and is full of joy. It has well-developed hair on its body. There are black standing tufts on the tips of its ears. The hair on its belly is very long. The hair on its back is very thick. It feels good to touch. This can also help them.  Keep out the cold.

    King Simba is still a toddler, and his hair is not fully developed, so he likes to get into people's arms, because his ability to withstand the cold is not strong enough and he always feels cold.

    Like most lynxes, King Simba has a darker, reddish-brown back, light yellow-white fur on its abdomen, white fur around its eyes, and several rows of obvious brown-black vertical lines on its cheeks.  Very arrogant.

    The cutest thing is its claws, which look like Bigfoot. The little lynx has a pair of large claws that are disproportionate to its body. They are covered with long and dense fur, as if they are wearing snow boots.

    This is the result of thousands of years of evolution of lynxes. They often hunt in thick snow. Only if their claws are large enough to provide a large enough pressure area, their bodies will not sink into the snow.

    With the little lynx, the atmosphere of the villa becomes much more energetic.

    Unlike the little carrot head who just came to the villa, King Simba is not afraid of strangers and is a familiar little thing.

    Winnie carried it to the living room, where it jumped down and shook its fur, then ran around.

    Shirley waved to it, and it ran over and rubbed its head against Shirley's little hand affectionately. Powell gave it a piece of dried meat, and it opened its mouth and swallowed it, then stared with big eyes and begged to continue feeding.

    It is also not afraid of tigers and leopards. When Lala Wang ran in, it greeted him enthusiastically. La La Wang did not bother to play with a little thing like it, and King Simba did not.Almost, shamelessly following behind, rolling around like a little tail.

    ¡°However, it is afraid of George W. Bush.

    Bush Jr. flapped his wings and flew in. King Simba, who was playing with Huzi for a ball, shivered, rolled and crawled towards Winnie, then grabbed his trouser legs and quickly ran into his arms.

    Qin Shiou thinks that the little lynx will become the dominant fisherman in the future. This guy is cheeky, can run, jump, climb trees and walls, and becomes mischievous. Who can deal with it?

    In the evening, the weather got worse again. Soon the north wind was howling, thick clouds gathered from all directions, and it was about to snow.

    Qin Shiou drank the broth and said helplessly: "Oh my God, it's November. Do you want it to snow so much?"

    Ivoson was very happy. Looking at the snowflakes floating outside, he raised his big pot, which contained meat and bone soup sprinkled with coriander. He soaked the freshly baked flatbread and said with satisfaction: "The broth is soaking."  Cake, it¡¯s so good to eat in winter!¡±

    Qin Shiou rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, dear, it is delicious, but if it snows too much, it will be a disaster."

    Ivoson chewed the puff pastry and asked vaguely: "Don't you like it?"

    Qin Shiou nodded and said, "Of course, who likes snow disasters?"

    After saying this, he didn't pay attention. He drank his thick broth and went to surf the Internet. He heard a noise in the yard later, so he opened the curtains and looked outside. He saw Ivoson waving in the heavy snow.  Holding a stick and shouting.

    Qin Shiou was startled and ran out quickly and asked, "What's the matter, Ivoson?"

    Iwoson turned around with a simple smile and said loudly: "Qin doesn't like snow, so Iwoson will drive them away!"

    After saying that, he started waving the stick at the sky again and shouted: "Don't come down, everyone, let's go! Let's go! Don't come to the fishing ground! You go to Toronto!"

    Qin Shiou wanted to laugh, but he was more moved. He walked up and grabbed Ivoson, grabbed the back of his head and asked him to bend over. Their foreheads were pressed together and he said, "Man, they are already scared.  They will go away, give them some time, let¡¯s go home, okay?¡±

    "I told them to go quickly." Iverson said.

    Qin Shiou said: "No, no, it's okay. It's okay to go slower. Let's go home. Wei Ni has made milk tea for you. Do you like milk tea? Great milk tea."

    "Add sugar?"

    "Two pieces."

    "Oh, that's great, let's go back."

    Qin Shiou smiled and pulled Ivoson towards the house. Then he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a white shadow shaking in the distance.

    ****Uh-huh, I don¡¯t know who I offended, but I specifically voted for this book with four 0-star evaluation votes. There are a thousand barbecue flavors in a thousand people¡¯s mouths, and the fishery cannot let every friend  Everyone is satisfied, but if you don¡¯t like it, wouldn¡¯t it be nice to leave?  You don¡¯t have to vote for 0 stars, right?  What grudge?  Of course, it doesn¡¯t mean that everyone is not allowed to vote. This is the freedom and right of the readers. I just think the bullet shells are quite unnecessary, right?  Bullet Shell should be relatively low-key, so please forgive others if you have to. Thank you to the brothers and sisters who have always supported Danke. Thank you for your perseverance, and thank you for your strong support!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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