Qin Shiou was stunned: "Simba? Yes, the Lion King is called Simba, but the problem is, this is a lynx."

"Lions are cats, and lynxes are cats. They have the same ancestors and are distant relatives. We should give the little lynx some ambitions, so wouldn't it be nice to use a name like Simba to encourage it?"

The more Venny spoke, the happier she became, and she convinced herself first.

Qin Shiou was speechless, but he always felt something was wrong.

The little lynx didn't know that he had a name, but the two of them pointed at it and drew pictures. It also knew that it had something to do with it, so they drank warm milk and ran over and hugged Winnie's hand and were cute, and rolled around in furry.

Winnie pointed her forehead with her fingers and said, "Okay, my dear, from now on, you will be Simba. You are the King of North American Lynx, right?"

The little lynx knew that it would roll with Winnie's arms.

Qin Shiou felt that it would not be too challenging to name Winnie in the future. It was all this king and that king. He wanted to find the White Wolf King Xiao Luobo, but this bastard didn't know where to go and couldn't find it for the time being.

Simba's body was quite dirty, jumping up and down, climbing trees and hiking in grass nests all day long, and her hair was covered with mud, sand and snow grass. This was one of the reasons why Qin Shiou didn't recognize his identity at first sight.

Winnie put warm water to bathe it. Hu Zi and Leopard ran in, hiding at the door with their little heads exposed to look at the little lynx.

Qin Shiou turned around and asked, "Where is the little radish head? Where is it?"

Huzi and Leopard looked at each other, lowered their heads and trotted downstairs. They didn't know what was going on.

Cats don’t like taking a bath, and lynxes are the same. Looking at the hot water of simba, King Simba suddenly became panicked and kicked his calf and wanted to run away.

Winnie has already had experience in dealing with the little guys. She grabbed her neck quickly with her eyes and stuffed it directly into it.

The little lynx let out a shrill scream, as if he had put it in a panic, his face was full of panic.

Qin Shiou was afraid that it would hurt Winnie, so he inputted some sea god energy to it. This would soothe its emotions.

Sure enough, after receiving the energy of the Sea God, Simba was more stable, and probably felt the hot water was warm and comfortable. She squinted her eyes and made a "guru" sound from her throat, and began to enjoy the hot water bath.

Of course, its claws kept holding Winnie's wrists tightly, for fear of sliding into the water.

Winnie asked Qin Shiou to give it a shower gel, which is specially used for the little ones. It contains the functions of deworming and fluffy hair, but has no fragrance because the little ones have a sensitive sense of smell. If the shower gel smells too irritating, it will hurt them.

Lynxes are a wild beast with slow metabolism, and they should be chubby. But King Simba is a little thin, just like the head of a small radish, and after the hair is dipped in water, it turns into a big radish.

Winnie took it twice for her bath, wiped it dry with a towel and then blew away the hair with a hair dryer, so that the little lynx would look better.

Lynx is a very beautiful cat. Its round face is very funny, with well-developed hair on the body, and black tufts on the tip of the ears. The abdomen are very long and the back is thick. It feels good to touch, which can also help them keep warm.

King Simba is still a toddler, and his hair is not fully developed, so he likes to penetrate the arms of people because he does not have strong ability to keep warm and always feels cold.

Like most lynxes, Simba's back has a darker color, reddish-brown color, the hair on the abdomen is light yellow-white, the hair around the eyes is white, and the cheeks have several obvious brown-black longitudinal patterns, which looks a bit arrogant.

The cutest thing is its claws, like a bigfoot. The little lynx has a pair of big claws that are not proportional to its body, covered with long, dense furry fluff, as if wearing snow boots.

This is the result of the evolution of lynxes over the past thousands of years. They often have to hunt in thick snow. Only when their claws are large enough can their bodies not fall into the snow.

With the little lynx, the atmosphere of the villa has become much more energetic.

Unlike the little carrot head that just came to the villa, Simba is not afraid of being raw, he is a little cooked item.

Winnie took it to the living room. After jumping down, it shook its hair on its body, and ran around.

Shirley waved to it, and it ran over and rubbed Shirley's little hand intimately. Powell gave it a piece of jerky meat, opened his mouth and swallowed it, then stared at his big eyes and begged to continue feeding.

It was not afraid of tigers and leopards. After Lalawang ran in, it warmly greeted him. Lalawang disdained to play with small things like it. King Simba didn't care, followed behind with a stern face, rolling around like a little tail.

However, it was just afraid of Bush Jr.

Bush flapped his wings and flew in. King Simba, who was playing with Hu Zi, shivered, rolled and crawled towards Winnie, then grabbed his trouser legs and rushed into his arms.

Qin Shiou felt that the little lynx would become a dominant in the fishing ground in the future. This guy was shameless, able to run, jump, climb trees and walls, and he became naughty. Who could deal with it?

In the evening, the weather became worse again. Soon the north wind was howling, and thick clouds gathered from all directions, and it was about to snow.

Qin Shiou drank the broth and said helplessly: "Oh my God, this is November. Should it snow so much?"

Ivosen was very happy. Looking at the snowflakes floating outside, he raised his big jar, which was covered with meat and bone soup sprinkled with coriander, soaked the freshly baked pancakes, and said with satisfaction: "Boil soup cakes, it's great to eat in winter!"

Qin Shiou rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, my dear, it's delicious, but it's too much snow, it's a disaster."

Evosen chewed the puff cake in big mouthfuls and asked vaguely: "Don't you like it?"

Qin Shiou nodded and said, "Of course, who would like snow disasters?"

After saying this, he didn't care. He drank his thick broth and went online. He heard a sound in the yard behind him, so he opened the curtains and looked out. Seeing the heavy snow, Evosen was roaring with a wooden stick.

Qin Shiou was startled and ran out and asked, "What's wrong, Yi Watson?"

Yiwasen turned around and showed a honest smile and shouted: "Qin doesn't like Xue, Yiwasen drove them away!"

After saying that, he began to wave his wooden sticks to the sky and shouted, "Don't come down, let's go! Let's go! Don't come to the fishing ground! You go to Toronto!"

Qin Shiou wanted to laugh a little, but was more moved. He walked up and grabbed Yiwasen, reached out and grabbed the back of his head and made him bend over. The two of them pressed their foreheads together and said, "My man, they are already scared. They will leave. Give them some time. Let's go, can we go home?"

"I'll let them go quickly," Evosen said.

Qin Shiou said: "No, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's slower. Let's go home and Winnie has made milk tea for you. Do you like milk tea? Great milk tea."

"Add sugar?"

"Two pieces."

"Oh, that's great, go back."

Qin Shiou smiled and pulled Yiwasen into the room, and then suddenly found that there seemed to be a white shadow shaking in the distance.

****Uh, I don’t know who I offended, so I even cast four 0-star rating tickets for this book. One thousand people have a thousand barbecue flavor. The fishing ground cannot satisfy every friend, but if you don’t like it, it’s not good to leave? You don’t have to vote for 0-star rating tickets, right? Of course, it’s not that you don’t allow everyone to vote. This is the freedom and power of readers, but the bullet shell thinks it’s unnecessary, right? The bullet shell should be quite low-key. If you have to forgive others, just let me go. Thank you for your brothers and sisters who have always supported Eggshell. Thank you for your unyielding and your strong support! (To be continued)
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