What is the meaning of human holidays? Lovell often pondered this question. Wolves who have to run for food every day don't have the time and energy to think, and Lovell, who has found a long-term meal ticket at Granger's house and is particularly smart, is qualified to think.

So it's curious.

"What do humans do during the holidays?" Hearing Lovell's question, Hermione replied without thinking, "Of course, it's traveling or going to your favorite restaurant to eat, or maybe both." ”

"Rest." Mr. Granger next to him said with a heavy face. As a middle-aged person who works every day, the biggest use of holidays is to let him stay at home and sleep lazy.

This may be the difference between a student and a social animal.

"Tourism?" Lovell heard new words again.

"yes," Hermione picked up Lovell, turned on the TV, and let him watch the news on the TV to understand what tourism is, "Christmas is not the peak tourist season, many people want to spend the holidays with their families." ”

Christmas is indeed not a good time to travel, many restaurants will not be open due to Christmas, pick this time to travel, you must be prepared to fill your stomach with fast food. But after all, it is a week-long vacation, and there will always be some people who come out to travel, and at this time, the TV is broadcasting the hot scene of a tourist attraction.

Looking at so many people, Lovell's brow furrowed, and he felt that if he was in such a chaotic scene, he was afraid that he would die on the spot.

"So tourism is a group of people coming together in one place?" It gives tourism its own definition.

Before Hermione could speak, Mr. Granger nodded yes.

"Tourism is when one group of people leaves a place they hate and goes to a place that another group of people hates." He said in a very vicissitudes of tone. To be honest, he's a little tired of traveling around on vacation.

Isn't it good to sleep well at home? Why do you have to travel? When will this atmosphere of being seen as a freak if you don't travel on vacation?

"You humans are really incomprehensible." Lovell shook his head, unable to understand why someone would have to expend energy on the Great Migration. If it is normal to migrate for food, these humans are clearly not for food.

Humans are strange creatures, Lovell lamented.

"It's hard to understand, it's hard to understand, anyway, when our family goes on vacation in the future, you'll have to keep up~" Hermione rubbed Lovell's round little belly and stroked the fluff on its belly with her hand.

Lovell and Mr. Granger sighed at the same time.

Hermione wasn't too surprised by her father's and wolf cub's reaction. She thinks it's normal for her dad to dislike traveling, because the only thing Hermione needs to do when she does, is to participate in the discussion and decide where to go. In the whole process of the next year, she was the shopkeeper, and she didn't need to worry about it at all. Mr. Granger is different, booking tickets, booking hotels, packing luggage, planning travel routes, and doing guides...... Compared to these things, maybe it would be easier to have an operation.

She silently changed the channel and switched to a popular science program of natural geography.

"As we all know, there are ...... in the solar system"

For popular science programs, Hermione watched it with relish. While watching TV, her hands were not idle, first rubbing Lovell's belly, and then brushing the hair on his back. finally gave birth to An, and within two minutes, he was staring at the wolf cub's head again.

For Hermione's behavior, the wolf cub endured it for the sake of the big fish and the big meat. But when Hermione's hand reached for its claws, it dodged subconsciously.

The paws of wild animals are not to be touched! Lovell thinks that's the bottom line! After all, when the claw is controlled, it is equivalent to entrusting one's life, and the legendary cat's claw principle is born based on this principle.

Hermione reached out and grabbed it, but she didn't care, and reached out to grab it again, but it was out again. Now she was energetic, and played a game of "claw claw" with Lovell.

In the end, Lovell was still defeated by Hermione, and she pinched her claws.

"Hey, hey, let me take a look at your little claws~" After Hermione successfully "caught" Lovell's claws, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, wait, no!" Lovell panicked, and in its perception, the soles of its feet were seen like humans being seen naked. Although he had left paw prints in the letter sent to Hermione before, it was a letter, and it was not the same thing as being stared at face to face.

Seeing Lovell's efforts to hide his claws, Hermione was overwhelmed.

"Obedient, let me see~"

"Don't!"

"Refusal is invalid!" Hermione, who had grabbed Lovell's claws, had the absolute initiative, and she flipped Lovell's claws over, exposing the soles of her feet that it was trying to hide.

Lovell: (〃ノωノ)

It's been looked at!

"There, there, you can't see it......" it said weakly, a blush on its face.

"Look what's wrong, good~" Hermione didn't know the doorways, she only felt like she was checking the paws, so she carefully observed the soles of Lovell's feet.

Like a normal canine, Lovell also has five dark brown pads on the soles of his feet, which are accentuated by the surrounding silver hair.

Hermione poked her index finger at it, and the pads were tough, a bit like rubber.

Lovell snorted.

"Huh? It's very sensitive! Hermione noticed Lovell's trembling and couldn't help but play with it, kneading Lovell's flesh pads with her hands.

Such a sensitive place was kneaded, Lovell only felt numb all over, half of his body was as soft as mud, and he couldn't move at all.

It could only whisper for mercy: "Don't, don't touch there......"

"Okay." Hermione said nonchalantly, and although she said yes, the movements in her hands did not stop until she was happy enough.

As she fiddled with Lovell's paws, Hermione noticed that there were still some hairs growing between the pads and the soles of her feet, some of which were so long that they were already a little difficult to walk.

So Hermione decided to help Lovell shave.

By the time she picked up the scissors, Lovell immediately figured out what she was trying to do.

"You can't shave there—" it exclaimed.

"Don't move, I'm not responsible for hurting you." Hermione tapped Lovell's head with scissors to silence him, and then the scissors sounded......

Wisps of fluff fluttered down, and the tender pink flesh was revealed. For such an "arrogant" girl, Lovell had no choice but to secretly write down the account and let her pay it back when she had the opportunity.

Amidst the laughter and laughter, this year's Christmas is over.

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The second update, (^-^)V