Even if they stopped the clouds and snow and snatched the cup from its claws, if it really wanted to destroy it, it would indeed have smashed a lot of things in the room.

It's just that in this winter, it's really too much to want to shave something.

If you're not careful, you'll catch a cold, and the people at home really don't have the courage to shave it.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, although he said that his favorability for his cat was not particularly high, but he didn't want to make it sick in the winter.

So he said, "Don't shave, bathe it." ”

Dark clouds cover snow is just disgusted with the smell of milk on his own body, but this is a smell attached to the fur, as long as you don't take a bath, even if you shave the hair, it is estimated that it will still exist, and then the dark cloud cover snow will be irritable, and it is impossible to ask others to peel off a layer of skin for it.

Therefore, the best solution is to wash off the milky fragrance on its body.

But to be honest, the little milk cat is really very likable, and I don't know if the only grandmother in the family who can get close to this evil cat has ever buried a belly with dark clouds and snow.

If even Grandma Qi hadn't had time to bury her belly covered with snow, it would indeed be a pity to take a shower like this.

Zhou Jiu thought about it with emotion, but in the end, he still didn't call Grandma Qi over to bury the belly covered with dark clouds.

After all, now Dark Cloud Cover Snow is already irritable enough, and her mood is quite unstable now, in case Grandma Qi is called, but Dark Cloud Cover Snow is not very happy, and then directly scratches Grandma Qi with a paw or something......

Zhou Jiu is not at ease.

It's not just that the clouds cover the snow and don't worry about these little pets in their own homes, but in fact, these little pets in the family are also quite worried about it.

Dark clouds covered the snow and didn't shave as expected, but after taking a bath, she got the smell off her body as she wished.

Later, when the dark clouds covered the snow and noticed that there was no milk smell on his body, he was enjoying the hot hair dryer while smelling the smell of his own body without the smell of milk, not to mention how happy he was.

The throat is unprecedentedly not meowing like before, but it is very crisp meow, meow, meow, this guy's limbs are soft, and his eyes are not fierce, when he barks like an ordinary kitten, not to mention that he is really an angel.

The dark cloud covered the snow and asked Mu Ying to blow the hair from its chin to its neck, and its eyes narrowed pleasantly with enjoyment.

This matter is over for the time being, but the family should be bored or continue to be bored, and the child is a lonely child, and after a few circles at home, he wants to go outside to play.

And then if you play, there are no friends you know here for the New Year, even if you want to meet some people temporarily, people don't run out at home for the New Year, so he wants to play some fireworks and other things for the time being.

If you really want to play with fireworks, it's actually okay, Qi Guanguan used to take them out to play, but he just burned his hair.

If you want to continue to hang out and play these things under such circumstances, you must not be so blatant.

What's more, the child doesn't want to play at all, the kind of lethality is particularly small, purely only some ornamental fireworks, what he wants to play with is the kind of torpedo that belongs to the leather child's play, cupola and the like.

Those lethal fireworks, thinking about it, I know that the people at home will not agree.

The child thought about it and decided to go out and buy it secretly, but the first task was to get the money.

When he first came, he actually brought money, but the family thought that they couldn't let the child put so much money on him, so they took it for him, and then waited until every time he wanted to use the money, he ran over to explain the purpose, and the family gave it to him.

Qi Xiao sat cross-legged on the ground racking his brains, thinking about what kind of reason he should make up so that the people in his family could give him the money.

Then I held my head and thought about it for more than ten minutes, motionless, looking like a little monk who was visiting the Buddha in front of the Buddha.

Zhou Jiu, who inadvertently noticed this scene, felt a little speechless, Qi Guanguan shaved his hair before and almost became a monk, even if there was a child cosplaying a little monk here, I don't know what the people in this family want, is this going to make a collective monk?

Since it was lively for a while, and it seemed that the little squirrel was not in a hurry to leave, Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and landed in front of the child, looked up at him and asked.

"What are you thinking?"

The child's eyes just met Zhou Jiu, and subconsciously replied, "I'm thinking about money." ”

Since he is still thinking about money, then he is not going to become a monk, at least in this way, he will avoid the danger of becoming a monk, so he doesn't care much about the reason for thinking about money or something.

Anyway, one is not the one who is responsible for the children's money, and the other is that the person in charge of the family is at that time, when the child goes to the head of the family to ask for money, there will naturally be people in the family to distinguish the truth of his words.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and was about to fly back and take the little squirrel out to play, but the child was suddenly subconsciously pulled out of his thoughts, and he was annoyed, so he didn't think about Zhou Jiu's back and said, "Look at what, you don't have any money." ”

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Say what is not good, say that he has no money.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and turned around, honestly a little angry.

Is it possible to know if you have money or not?

At the very least, we need to ask to know for sure, right?

Qi Xiao: "So do you have any money on you now?"

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Qi Xiao: "Okay, I understand. ”

Qi Xiao: "I just said that you don't have money, and you have to refute it." But now I'm just asking formally, and you can't answer again, you say you just retorted with a hammer?"

Zhou Jiu reluctantly comforted himself that he was a child and was not sensible, after all, seriously speaking, he was still rich, but the money was not in his hands, but under You Hai's semi-custody.

Qi Xiao: "Actually, I also have money, but my money is in the hands of my sister, brother, grandparents." But anyway, it's all my money, isn't it? I can't use it now, but I'm not poor, am I?"

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