That night, Qinghuan Pavilion set off a huge wave, Miss bought a little white tiger back, the news reached the ears of the people in the house, everyone was dumbfounded, and even fully armed, for fear that the tiger would hurt themselves, although the tiger is small, how can it be careless, the attack power is still there, until the man sent the tiger to the door, everyone saw that the dirty little tiger who had fallen asleep in the past was relieved, the tiger said that it was half a year old is reluctant, only slightly larger than the size of the dog, the whole body is snow-white, and it looks quite cute. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's strange to say, although the tiger is asleep, it seems to be psychic, whoever catches it twists his body, extremely restless, only Qinghuan gently picked it up, carefully took the gauze, and gently bandaged the wound on its hind legs, so it did not resist, and closed its eyes and slowly fell asleep, Qinghuan asked someone to clean up a small room, arrange its food, clothing, housing and transportation before changing clothes and going to bed, not to mention the busy night, but also have to greet the people in the house, so that they don't make a noise, so as not to let their father know the blame, fortunately, there are few people in the house, about ten people, and they are easy to get along with, they have taken care of her since she was a child, and their feelings are still deep, so they all agreed. Qing Huan thought that from now on, it would not be boring to be alone in this remote garden, and someone would accompany him, although it was a tiger with the same heterochromatic pupils as himself.

On the second day, the weather was still sunny, Qinghuan got up early and couldn't even catch up with the freshening up to go to the small room to see the tiger, which provoked Cui Wei to start to be dissatisfied with the nagging, although our young lady was full of poetry and books, but no one could compare to the joy.

Qing Huan came to the door, but did not hear any movement, she opened the door in confusion but did not find the little tiger, looked for a long time before finding that it was hiding under the old table, the body shrunk small, the tiger's eyes were round, a pair of same dark blue eyes stared at herself tightly, looking at it like this, Qing Huan couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, this little guy was obviously scared and shy, she squatted down patiently, not caring at all that the snow-white gauze skirt was soiled by the black ground, and a long green silk hung on the ground, but she just lowered her head and leaned sideways, Gently called the little tiger, opened his hands to it, and lured it out, but the little tiger still didn't come out, just a pair of tiger eyes stared at her, as if observing her movements, and his eyes were full of alertness.

"Miss, what are you doing, get up, you see that your hair and clothes are dirty on the ground" Cui Wei rushed over after her, but she didn't know that the little white tiger was inside, and wanted to help Qing Huan, but she didn't expect the sound to be too loud, startling the white tiger under the table, only to see it rush out from under the table, and its sturdy body rushed towards Cui Wei like an arrow.

"Ahh The white tiger's movements were too sudden, and the frightened emerald wisps lost their face and screamed.

"Stop!" Seeing that the white tiger had pressed on Cuiwi's body, and was about to scratch it with his claws, Qing Huan's heart stopped in fright, and he hurriedly shouted, but the white tiger just stared coldly at Cuiwi with his eyes full of shock, as if he was catching prey, and he was so frightened that Cuiwi's whole body was cold, and he let go of her only after half a sound, but he just glanced back at Qing Huan lightly, then wagged his tail and lay back in his original position.

"Cui Wei, are you okay" Qing Huan hurriedly walked over to help Cui Wei, Cui Wei was so frightened that her hands and feet were weak, and her feet slipped several times before she stood up, thinking that she was almost disfigured by the tiger's claws, tears fell from her eyes.

"Miss, the beast is difficult to raise, why don't you listen to me, if you hadn't just drunk it, maybe I would have been disfigured by it"

"I'm sorry, Cui Wei, go and take a rest" Qing Huan lowered his eyelashes, and couldn't help but worry in his heart, he didn't expect the tiger to be so difficult to tamestilate, if it was a little older, wouldn't it be going to kill people, and his mood fell to the bottom, could it be that the beast was really cold-blooded, not close to human affection? She looked at the white tiger with complicated thoughts, but the thing wagged its tail leisurely, as if it was deliberately looking at her jokes, which made her heart cold.

Qing Huan closed the door, instructed the kitchen to prepare food suitable for a half-year-old tiger, and sat under the Tsubaki tree as usual and read poetry books, the teacher a few days ago because of something at home, can not come to teach on time, but these days to deal with things will be checked to check her homework, although she often looks at the review on weekdays, but still feels bored, usually also likes to read some idle books and even forbidden books to relieve boredom, the West Chamber, the Peony Hall, how many chapters, what singing, she has her hands on it, she is already playful, plus busy taking care of the little white tiger, I didn't feel that I left my homework behind, so I thought that the master was going to come back, and I didn't feel anxious, so I ordered someone to set up a table and chair under the Tsubaki tree, accompanied by the spring Shaoguang, and reviewed it without a head, vaguely, and I don't know when, my eyes were too tired to stare at the books for a long time, so I closed it unconsciously, and in a half-dream, she saw a person in a trance, walking from the pavilion, picking up the poetry book she dropped on the ground and putting it on the table, the person was tall, wearing a snow-white dress, and his eyebrows were not clear, but he felt cold and abnormal, She only glanced at her fixedly and walked away lightly, instinctively she wanted to call that person to find out, but her consciousness was heavy, and she slowly fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, vaguely someone seemed to be helping her put on her coat, Qing Huan was startled, suddenly sobered up, and raised her head to see Cui Wei softly persuading her

"Miss, the sun is about to go down, it's too cool outside, let's go into the house to study, don't freeze"

She didn't listen at all, she just looked at the poems and books neatly placed on the table.

"Cui Wei, who helped me put the poetry book in place?"

"When I just came over, I saw that you were so engrossed in reading that you fell asleep, and even the book fell on the ground, so I picked it up for you and put it away" Cui Wei looked puzzled and wanted to ask her why she cared about this small detail.

"Oh, it's okay, just ask casually" Qing Huan said lightly, but she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, it turned out to be just a dream, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but blush half of her face, in the Peony Pavilion, Cui Yingying met Zhang Sheng in a garden on a good spring day, and she was still familiar with the garden dream, thinking like this and being happy for no reason, what kind of mood did the man in the dream meet her?