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The afternoon sun makes everything more sleepy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while.

Xiaohua rested it on her left hand and stared at it carefully.

This guy is really skinny, there seems to be only fur and bones left all over his body, and it feels hard to the touch, if he rubs it a little, it is estimated that he can use it as a flint to create sparks. Xiaohua couldn't help but feel a little little hurt in her heart.

Is this a purple-haired mouse? Not as big as a palm! Although the head is similar, the head and tail are not at all alike. The faintly golden glossy "king" on the forehead of the head made it somewhat similar to the king tiger of the mountain, except that its head was too small and petite, and it looked more like a docile kitten, but it was several times smaller than the cat's head. The tail, a fluffy tuft, is about the same as a puppy's tail.

Could this product be a combination of genetic recombination of cats and dogs? But why is it so small? Is it because of the newborn? Looking at its complex eyes that have gone through vicissitudes and changes rapidly, it is not cute at all, it does not look like it has just been born for a long time, but it looks like an old fritter that has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

Xiaohua took out a handkerchief cloth towel from her bag, folded it, and put the little purple hair on it to bask in the sun. Only then did he start eating the sweet potato flour that he had packed and brought out, and after eating half of it, he saw that Xiao Zimao had not woken up yet, so he smiled and left half of it.

If you lose weight, you probably won't even be able to save your life.

It's just that when it wakes up, it must be given a good bath, like a 10,000-year-old oil rag, and it is estimated that the rats hiding in the sewers are cleaner than this one.

Xiaohua waited for a long time, but Xiao Zimao hadn't woken up yet, and reached out to the tip of her nose to breathe, and then let go of her heart that suddenly became nervous. I found a nearby fishing boat restaurant and asked for a handful of laundry detergent and brushes, and washed Xiao Zimao directly by the Yuan River.

I didn't think about it, I washed it several times, and the little purple hair didn't wake up and blow up the hair as Xiaohua expected, but still fell asleep, and Xiaohua tossed around.

Back in the bench where he had sat before, the little purple hair that was wet and wet still looked ugly.

It's just too thin! It is thinner than the average rat.

When the purple hair on his body was about to dry, the thing finally opened his eyes and stretched his forelimbs forward and left and right, as if he was stretching his waist.

A loud and crisp "whoop" in his mouth startled Xiaohua.

Isn't that sound the legendary wolf howl?

Little Purple Fur turned out to be a little wolf?

This realization suddenly surprised Xiaohua. Is there such a small wolf cub?

"Are you awake? Hungry or not? Xiaohua put down the "Nightmare Technique" spread out in her hand and tried to communicate with it, and pointed to the half-cold sweet potato powder that was almost cold but still had a fragrance on the side.

Unexpectedly, the little guy's eyes suddenly bloomed with a lot of brilliance, sweeping away the previous pitiful and sensitive and suspicious.

The fur is almost dry, and the light purple coat color still looks quite beautiful! If you can raise fat, it is estimated that it is also a rare cute pet.

Just, is this little guy really a little wolf cub? I'm afraid it's scary when you grow up, right?

The light purple and red general twisted his thin and short neck three and a half times again, his face was aimed at Xiaohua, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of snow-white and snow-white sharp teeth, and suddenly howled, "Woo! ”

The howl of a man singing a long-key song was crisp and high-frequency, deafening, and unusually harsh in the originally silent and empty Poetry Wall Park.

Xiaohua involuntarily covered her ears.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Stop howling!" Xiaohua also roared loudly, causing passers-by to look sideways.

Fortunately, at this time, there were very few people in the Poetry Wall Park, and there were only a handful of people who passed near Xiaohua, and those few wolf howls, people probably thought it was a movie, and they didn't care much, but Xiaohua's roar really attracted some people.

Xiaohua smiled embarrassedly at the person who looked over, waved her hand again, and then covered Xiao Zimao's mouth.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Little Purple Fur could only wail softly, and his limbs and four paws kicked wildly, and his voice became lower and lower.

"Stop howling! If you stop howling, I'll let go! ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zimao struggled and nodded, and really stopped wailing.

Xiaohua let go of her hand, and the two front paws of the little purple hair pointed to the spread out book of "Nightmare Technique", looking extremely excited, as if she had seen something familiar, and did not even look at the sweet potato powder that was still fragrant next to her.

"You mean, you're a little familiar with the book?"

"Woo...... "Little Purple Hair just howled, and he quickly covered his mouth with his front paws, and nodded fiercely.

Xiaohua thinks it's strange and interesting, this little thing, if she didn't deliberately fool her, I'm afraid it really has some origins.

"Do you understand people?"

Xiaohua thought for a moment and carefully observed its eyes.

Little Purple Fur nodded again.

The tangled little eyes seemed a little timid and happy.

Its little paws touched its head, like a child thinking about a problem. Then he jumped down and slid his left front paw out of his mouth, and began to smear it on the concrete floor. Xiaohua looked over intently, only to see that the wet marks on the concrete floor were a few clearly recognizable words.

"--Royal-Nightmare--Technique-"

This little thing can actually write? Or a left-hander?

The word "nightmare" is difficult to write, good or not. Many people don't know that this little guy can actually write?

This......

This is really embarrassing!!!

Xiaohua was surprised again, and felt a little distressed, this little purple tuan'er really looked a little pitiful at this time, that little appearance was particularly lovely, pitiful and distressing.

"You know the Nightmare?"

The little thing looked at Xiaohua, and its left front paw dipped some spit from its mouth and smeared it.

This time it's exactly the word "--nightmare--clan-"!

"No hurry! You eat something first! Let's talk when we're full! ”

Xiaohua touched the slightly cool sweet potato flour food box, thinking that it would probably be okay for animals to eat cold, and besides, this little guy looks like he hasn't eaten for a long time, and it should still be okay to eat this.

Xiao Zimao seemed to really understand, and climbed up obediently, and his skills were quite sensitive, and he didn't seem to be weak.

But how is it going to eat? Do you stick your head in and eat like a dog?

Xiaohua was pondering, but at a glance, she caught a glimpse of Xiao Zimao's right front paw and magically picked up her chopsticks on the lid of the food box!

Could it be that its claws are the same as those of an ape? Is it the way it was or has it evolved?

Is this a mutant species from the future?

Xiaohua was still pondering, and when she looked at it again, she was even more surprised.

This little guy's eating appearance is very elegant and exquisite, I am afraid that it is much more elegant than herself.

This is still the dirty and sloppy guy who was chased and beaten by people before, and he is not even as good as a mouse, this is taller than those rich pets, right?

Because, Xiaohua saw that Xiao Zimao grabbed a pack of tissues leisurely and gracefully without her permission, took out one of them, shook it with her two front paws, wiped her mouth, and continued to eat sweet potato powder with chopsticks.

It's amazing that many children don't know how to clip sweet potato vermicelli, but Xiao Zimao is very proficient in sandwiching, and it seems that he has often used chopsticks to pick these vermicelli foods to eat, and it is completely effortless to clamp them!

Omaga! Xiaohua is completely petrified and dumbfounded! Did she silently discriminate against her younger brother Xiaoguang in her heart? Because Xiaoguang doesn't know how to clip this kind of vermicelli food now! What a disgrace to humanity! It's a shame for the Wuling people who everyone eats rice noodles for breakfast!