In the end, the little lion tiger was named Cotton.
Although Ying Cheng scoffed at the name, Ying Wang threatened him that if he dared to laugh at Xin Rong, he would let the little lion tiger call him by his name.
Well, the Ying family had one more new member from today onwards!
"Brother Wangwang, why are you so far away from Cotton?" At night, Xin Rong found that the two brothers almost didn't touch the little lion tiger. They seemed to be deliberately staying away from the little guy.
Ying Cheng threw his phone away. "Because it's still young. It will remember your smell and treat you as its owner. We try to avoid contact with it so that it won't be confused. "
"Then I'll hug it to sleep tonight!" Xin Rong said happily.
"No." Ying Wang raised his head from the pile of documents. "You can only sleep under the bed."
Xin Rong curled her lips, and Ahwoo began to howl crazily again. "I've never slept in the same room with the little master!"
"Ahwoo must be jealous." Ying Cheng gloated and grabbed Ahwoo's ear. "It's a beast, and you're a domestic animal!"
"Woof, woof, woof." You're the domestic animal!
Ying Wang glanced at it, and Ahwoo instantly quieted down. But if you looked carefully, you would find that it was secretly whipping the white ball in Xin Rong's arms with its tail.
"Ahwoo is also very good!" Xin Rong touched the dog's head. "I'll give you canned beef tomorrow."
When they went to bed at night, Xin Rong put a thick cushion beside the bed. "I'll buy you a nest tomorrow. Just make do with it tonight."
"Don't let it be so delicate." Ying Wang hugged the little girl. "I brought it back to protect you in the future. Ahwoo is too old."
As Xin Rong's playmate, Ahwoo was almost six years old this year. In two years, its physical strength and spirit would begin to decline. Otherwise, Ying Wang wouldn't have spent so much effort to bring Cotton back.
"Ahwoo, ahwoo, ahwoo..." Cotton's cries came from under the bed. Although it was still a cub, its cries were quite convincing.
Xin Rong quickly looked down and saw the little guy trying to lie on the bed. Probably because it saw her looking at it, it moved its paws faster. It continued to howl and stared at her with wet eyes.
"Brother Wangwang, it wants to come up." Xin Rong felt that the little guy was too pitiful.
Ying Wang's face darkened. "No."
"But Mian Mian is cold!" Xin Rong picked up the little fellow, and the white ball shivered as it snuggled into her arms.
That was because he was so close to winning …
"Brother Wangwang …" Xin Rong looked at him pitifully.
Ying Wang frowned: "Put it on the pillow, don't hold it."
"Yeah, yeah!" Xin Rong quickly placed Cotton Ball on the pillow. Cotton Ball sniffed the pillow, scratched the pillow twice, and lay still.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Xin Rong's breathing was long and steady. It was obvious that she had fallen asleep. The little fellow on the pillow suddenly opened his eyes and crawled forward, slowly burrowing into Xin Rong's arms.
"Do you want to die?" A cold voice suddenly came. Under the dim bedside lamp, Ying Wang looked at Cotton with a pair of gloomy eyes.
The white ball paused for a moment before quickly retreating. Then, it lay motionless in its original position, as if it wasn't the one that had crawled forward.
Ying Wang withdrew his gaze, pulled Xin Rong into his arms, and closed his eyes.
"Ao ao ao … Wu wu wu …" In the morning, Xin Rong was woken up by a cry. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ah Wu sitting on the edge of the bed.
She had cotton in her mouth …
"Ah Wu?" Xin Rong saw the little fellow desperately waving its paws, and the corners of her eyes were wet. She quickly took it. "Why are you bullying Cotton Ball? The beef is gone! "
It was like a bolt from the blue. Ah Wu's tail was stiff.
"Woof woof woof woof! Woof woof woof woof! "
"Little master, I'm saving you. This little brat wants to burrow into your quilt when the big demon king is not here."
Unfortunately, Xin Rong didn't understand his loyalty. She took Cotton Ball into the bathroom.
"Rong Rong, come for lunch!"
Ying Cheng saw Xin Rong coming downstairs and hurriedly greeted her. "Brother has a last-minute meeting and will be back in the afternoon. After lunch, let's go buy something for Cotton. "
"I think Ah Wu doesn't like Cotton Ball." Xin Rong sighed. "I saw him secretly patting Cotton Ball's head."
Ying Cheng glanced at the white ball buried in Xin Rong's arms, and then at Ah Wu, who had an "I don't know anything" look. Ying Cheng smiled treacherously.
"Don't worry about it. After half a year, it will be reversed."
After lunch, Ying Cheng drove with Xin Rong to buy something for Cotton Ball. Cotton Ball naturally had to be brought. Ah Wu was probably stimulated by Ying Cheng's words, so he hid in his nest and refused to come out.
They went to an internationally famous pet shop, where Ah Wu and Pikachu's supplies were also bought. The staff naturally knew Xin Rong. When they saw the pet she was holding, they were frightened and envious.
"Miss Xin, do you want to give it a bath?" The beautician stared at Cotton Ball eagerly. "This is a tiger, a tiger!
And a white tiger. I'll show it to my friends later! "
"Sorry to trouble you." Xin Rong handed the little guy over. Who knew that Cotton Ball clung to her tightly and wouldn't let go.
The beautician said enviously, "It knows its master at such a young age. No wonder it's a tiger!"
"It's not a tiger, it's a liger." Xin Rong touched Cotton Ball's head. "I'll go in with you."
The beautician was instantly stunned. Her hands were shaking when she was washing Cotton Ball. If such a precious animal were to be stripped of its skin, he would be committing a grave sin!
"Cotton Ball, be good! After a good bath, you can go to bed at night. " As soon as Xin Rong said that, the white ball, which was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, immediately stopped moving and spread its limbs.
The beautician was stunned. "It's so smart!"
"Our animals are all smart!" Xin Rong was very proud.
Thinking of the golden retriever named Ah Wu and the chinchilla named Pikachu, the beautician was silent. Were the rich people's pets not ordinary pets?
On the way back, Xin Rong happily rubbed Cotton Ball and said, "Brother Cheng, are our pets smarter than other people's?"
You finally found out … Ying Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, because Rong Rong is good to them and cares for them, so they are all very smart!"
Xin Rong frowned. "Really?"
"Of course, bloodline is also very important." Ying Cheng glanced at her. "Their genes are good, plus they were trained when they were young, so they are different from other people's pets."
"Yes, that's right!"
The truth was … Ah Wu and Cotton Ball had been studied by Chen Huan and injected with some kind of gene stimulating drug. Of course, it only made them more intelligent than other pets, and nothing else changed.
But Cotton Ball's gene arrangement was changed, or it wouldn't live long.
"Let's go to the hospital!" Xin Rong suddenly said. "Let's see how You Jia is."
Ying Cheng thought for a moment. "Then we have to ask my brother. He said he wanted to go with us yesterday."
Xin Rong called Ying Wang, and Ying Wang asked them to pick him up at the company. Then the three of them went to the hospital together.
"You Jia!"
You Jia was lying on the hospital bed, still receiving an infusion. Seeing Xin Rong, she smiled. "You're here!"
"Are you okay? You scared me to death yesterday. "Xin Rong looked at her carefully and found that she looked much better.
"I'm so sorry." You Jia apologized. "I forgot that I can't eat green beans and ruined your birthday party."
Xin Rong quickly waved her hand. "No, no, don't say that."
"Rong Rong!" Ying Cheng and Ying Wang walked in. Ying Cheng was still holding Cotton Ball in his hand. "This guy is making a scene in the car. You should hold it."
Xin Rong took Cotton Ball and showed it to You Jia. "It's Cotton Ball. Isn't it cute?"
"Cute!" You Jia reached out to touch it, but Cotton Ball didn't give her face and howled twice.
You Jia was shocked. "Isn't … isn't it a cat?"
"No!" Xin Rong pinched Cotton Ball's little paw. "It's a liger. It's the offspring of a lion and a tiger!"
"You can raise this?" You Jia was shocked.
Xin Rong smiled. "When you get better, come to my house to play!"
At this time, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit came in. He looked a bit like You Jia.
"Uncle You!" Xin Rong greeted. She met him in the tea garden before. He was You Jia's father.
The middle-aged man also looked apologetic. He smiled at Xin Rong and then said to Ying Wang, "I'm sorry, President Ying. You Jia is too careless."
"What are you talking about?" Ying Cheng smiled. "It's just an accident. Mr. You, don't be sorry. But doesn't You Jia know that she's allergic to green beans? "
Hearing this, the middle-aged man glared at You Jia on the bed. "How can she not know? The first time she had an allergic reaction when she was a child, she scared the whole family to death. It hasn't happened for so many years. Who knows why she ate green beans this time."
"Dad! I know I'm wrong. Please don't say it. "You Jia lowered her head in embarrassment." I really forgot. "
Ying Cheng glanced at Ying Wang and turned to You Jia's father. "Everyone makes mistakes. I just asked the doctor. She's fine now. She can be discharged after two more days of IV drip."
On the way home, Xin Rong muttered with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I'm not allergic to anything. Otherwise, I'll be miserable if I forget one day."
"Normal people won't forget." Ying Cheng raised his eyebrows. "Mom doesn't eat eggs. We've never had eggs on the table for so many years."
Xin Rong nodded. "That's because Dad Ying always remembers!" She looked up at Ying Wang.
"I remember everything about Rong Rong." Ying Wang touched her lips. "So you don't have to worry."
"So if You Jia has a boyfriend, she won't have such an accident!" Xin Rong sighed. "Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to want to find a boyfriend."
Ying Cheng snorted. "Don't worry about others. She's a few years older than you."
"I'm just saying." Xin Rong glared at him. "I won't help you with the blind date next time!"
"Shh!" Ying Cheng glanced at Ying Wang in a hurry.
Xin Rong stuck out her tongue. Knowing that she said something wrong, she quickly covered her mouth.
"Idiot." Ying Wang glared at his unlucky brother. "That woman's family complained to me about it the same day."
"Ah? What did you say? "
Ying Wang looked disgusted. "I didn't answer the phone. My assistant handled it."
"Hahaha!" Ying Cheng was laughing. Then he heard Ying Wang say, "So, I arranged another one for you tomorrow."
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