In the Changbai Mountain Wildlife Rescue Station, a cute little Lori who looks like a junior high school student is setting up a camera and pointing it at the warehouse where she usually works.

After glancing at the clarity of the live broadcast screen, Wen Wanwan muttered quietly.

"I don't know if this thing can cheat some money, and the unlucky old man doesn't know to leave me some inheritance, so many animals I will take my head to raise!"

Wen Wanwan is now the stationmaster of this aid station, but the work that should be done is not missing.

glanced at the live broadcast room where there was no one again, turned around and walked towards the warehouse.

The live broadcast room was facing the door of the warehouse, and I saw the soft and cute little Lori carrying a huge sack from the freezer and putting it on the scale.

Looking at the seventy-five kilograms on it, he nodded with great satisfaction.

After putting the sack on his shoulder again, he picked up his mobile phone and hung it around his neck, and walked towards the Wuling Shencar parked outside the door with a few steps.

Don't blow and don't sunspot: [It's so cute...... What a terrible little Lori! 】

The Chinese alligator is beaten every day: [Seventy-five kilograms? (Black Question Mark Face)]

Linghualuo: [Fake, tell me it's fake!] How did a little girl of such a big age carry it? 】

Throwing the huge sack into the trunk of the Wuling God car, Wen Wanwan kicked open the door and sat directly in the driver's seat.

Like a dream, sad and joyful: [Just came, such a cute little Lori will cry for a long time when she falls on the ground, right? ] 】

Don't blow and don't sunspot: [??? Do you believe that just one kick can kick you directly from the human world to the eighteenth layer of hell? (Dog's Head)】

Mei Zefei: [Wow, what a cute little Lori, she can drive! ] (Loved, loved)]

As someone stayed in the live broadcast room, the barrage gradually became lively.

Wen Wanwan had no idea what kind of panic her daily work had caused to a group of people.

Her strange power appeared under the tireless teaching of the old stationmaster.

The old stationmaster is the thirty-second generation druid, and when she arrives, she is naturally the thirty-third generation.

This lineage comes from the shaman, and many things have been added to it over the years.

To put it simply, Wen Wanwan looks like a junior high school student, but the power contained in her body can stuff a domestic violence man into a wall breaker and squeeze it into juice!

If it were in the mountains and forests, the name of the Druid King of the Beasts would let everyone know what despair is!

The car drove all the way and soon stopped at the foot of the mountain, Wen Wanwan kicked the car door, walked to the trunk and carried a sack of meat.

As if he suddenly remembered that he still had a live broadcast room, he turned his head to look at the stand hanging on his chest.

The non-stop barrage made Wen Wanwan stiffen a little.

I took over the aid station for more than a year, and I couldn't even find a colleague, so I have long been used to living alone.

Entering the state of work, she has long forgotten that she still has a live broadcast room.

Taking a deep breath and putting the live broadcast room away, Wen Wanwan forcibly squeezed out a smile.

"Good afternoon everyone, I'm the anchor Wanwan, and I'm also the stationmaster of the Changbai Mountain Animal Rescue Station, and I mainly want to take you to see the little tiger today."

Selectively ignoring the names of those one-punch loli, Wen Wanwan simply answered two questions and walked towards the mountain.

shouldered a 150-pound sack, and walked the way up the mountain.

But everyone who knows the truth in the live broadcast room spends their time in silence.

It took more than an hour for Wen Wanwan to finally stand outside a cave in the sun.

"Dog thing, come out and cook!"

The delicate voice fell, and a tiger roar suddenly came from inside the cave.

Then, two huge Northeast Golden Gradients came out of it.

The barrage in the entire live broadcast room was completely quiet at this moment, but after a few seconds, it quickly brushed up one after another.

The Chinese alligator is beaten every day: [, this is the little tiger in her mouth?!] [Horror jpg.] 】

There is a sea in the north: [Wild Siberian tigers? (Unbelievable!) ）】

Sunshine Allure: [Why are you waiting for this not running, I'm afraid that the anchor's small body is not three points full? ] 】

Wen Wanwan didn't have time to manage the live broadcast room at this time, so she quickly poured the pork in the sack on the ground and patted the golden gradient that came up.

"Xuan, I don't know when the next meal will be after Xuan, wait for me to find a way to put some rabbits here."

One golden gradient honestly squatted down and nibbled on pork, and the other was obviously a little naughty, constantly clutching Wen Wanwan's trouser leg with his paws.

"Let go, my mother's newly bought pants!"

"Your paws! Isn't it unwanted! ”

"I'm ......"

After a few tugging, the brand new work pants tore a hole directly.

Wen Wanwan clenched her fists, hugged Jin Grad's neck with her arms, and landed her legs backwards, and the entire Siberian tiger was suddenly overturned.

Then she sat directly on the body of this golden gradient, and slapped one slap after another.

"The first article, the first article, the old lady's torn pants can be stacked in the warehouse!"

"Come, talk, you can't catch it! If you don't want it, just say it, the old lady will fulfill you! ”

"If you don't fight, you just don't have a long memory, don't you!"

Little Lori beating the Siberian tiger is not only rare, but also full of visual impact.

With the sharing of the live broadcast room again and again, the drainage mechanism of the platform was directly touched, and it exceeded 1,000 people in just a few minutes.

After teaching this naughty golden gradient, Wen Wanwan slowly exhaled and sat on the ground.

Glancing at the phone on his chest, his whole body stiffened.

The two Siberian tigers were released from the provincial rescue station before, and they should have been separated according to the plan.

However, with the affinity of the druids, she left both of them in Changbai Mountain.

This led to a shortage of food, and Wen Wanwan had to bring some food up to the two rice buckets every once in a while.

Feline, curious, every time she changes a new pair of pants, she has to be scratched by this unlucky fat tiger no more than three times.

Originally, there was only her in this ghost place, so it didn't matter if she was irritable.

But now it's live!

In front of thousands of people, there was a vicious act of beating the Siberian tiger?

Not to mention anything else, at least this live broadcast is over today, and she probably has nothing to do with a creature like her boyfriend in her life.

The Chinese alligator is beaten every day: [, can you do it again, I didn't look at it carefully! ] 】

Dust returns to Jiuqian: [Is the anchor a descendant of Wu Song?] 】

Seven-step broken intestine dates: [Please come up with a tutorial, I'll buy it as much as I want!] 】

Wen Wanwan took two deep breaths in succession, which barely calmed down the embarrassing mood.

Looking at the barrage of constantly asking for tutorials in the live broadcast room, he quickly turned his head and aimed the camera at the Siberian tiger who was cooking on the side.

"The two Northeast golden gradients in front of us are commonly known as Siberian tigers, and their scientific names are Siberian tigers."