I am a Primitive Man

"... This is when I came back, I passed by the Red Tiger tribe and saw this little tiger."

"...I've never seen a tiger like this before, and it didn't hurt anyone, so I brought it back..."

In the Tieshan residential area under construction, Xiong Youer spoke aloud, telling Han Cheng the experience of discovering this super small tiger.

"Don't look at this guy's small, but the temperature on his body is not low, put it on his chest, it is warm and very comfortable.

Xiong You'er turned on the chat mode again, and began to talk to Han Cheng constantly, telling the affairs between him and the little tiger.

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

In his babble-like narration, there is always background music playing back and forth.

At this time, the little, furry little guy had already moved from Xiong's ears to Han Cheng's hands.

I don't know if it was confession, or the temperature outside was too low, or Han grew up too ugly and scared the cat.

The little guy he was holding in his hand kept calling here, looking upset.

Looking at the little guy in his hand, Han Cheng's face was full of joy, and the whole person was extremely happy.

Here, he encountered another creature he was familiar with.

For cats, as a person from later generations, Han Cheng has a different feeling.

Such a small thing does not know how it grows, and what kind of soul is contained in the body.

Such a small body, but it can capture people's hearts most.

Can make you follow it, become happy for a while, become angry again for a while.

Sometimes, I really want to give it a good beating, but looking at its pitiful appearance, it makes people unable to do it.

Han Cheng not only likes cats, he even admires cats very much.

I have thought about it more than once to turn myself into the lazy cat in the arms of a pretty lady.

What a happy thing this is!

You can bury your head in the soft, creamy mat for a full sleep.

Sometimes, when you get interested, you can stretch out your small claws and play hooliganism openly...

This is really a happy thing!

Just thinking about it makes people feel comfortable all over.

Of course, this is not the happiest thing, the happiest thing, it is actually the dogs fed by some beautiful single ladies...

After all, after becoming the owner of a cat, he is restricted by his body shape and can only have a dry addiction.

But the dog is completely different...

"Meow~"

A cry with a milky voice interrupted Han Cheng's thoughts and brought him back to reality.

Han Cheng couldn't help but shook his head vigorously, and snorted harshly at himself.

Thinking about the **** son of the dignified blue bird tribe, a traverser who has traveled from later generations and has seen the world, how can he think of such a trivial thing? !

Everything just now was an illusion, an illusion!

It's something that has never happened before.

How could a person who behaves upright, upright, and kind-hearted, who doesn't know what the fighting movie is going on in a closed room, could have such nasty thoughts?

Who will believe this matter?

After holding this little milk cat in his hand, after abandoning some nasty and dark thoughts, the more Han Cheng looked at this little guy, the happier he became.

Under such circumstances, the little milk cat, which was discovered and brought back by the bear with ears, quickly changed hands.

Although I feel that placing such a small tiger on his chest is very warm, but after seeing the most respected **** child like this little tiger, which is called the "cat" by the **** child, the bear has ears very simply. Just made a shed with this little milk cat.

In this way, under the panic watching the little milk cat, it met Han Cheng, the unscrupulous master, and was taken away.

"God, it seems to be too cold."

The bear on the side looked at the meowing little milk cat, and said aloud to remind Han Cheng.

Han Cheng complied with kindness.

After thinking about it for a while, he agreed with what the bear has ears, and learned how the bear has ears. He stretched out his hand and stuffed the little milk cat into his arms, warming it with his body temperature.

"Meow~"

"Meow……"

Xiong Youer's proposal is obviously incorrect.

If it's correct, the little guy who was put in Han Cheng's arms won't still be meowing here.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Cheng took the little guy out of his arms again.

Hold it in your hand and watch it carefully.

The little guy hasn't been born for a long time, he looks small, with a childish appearance, and the smell of milk is still dry.

The body is small.

With fluffy hair, it doesn't look thin.

But after holding it in your hand, you will find that its obesity is just a false phenomenon.

In fact, this guy is not fat at all.

Far from reaching the level of fat cats.

It can even be described as skinny.

"Did it eat anything on the way?"

Han Cheng asked Xiong You Er.

"have eaten!"

Xiong You'er said firmly.

"I use some boiled rice grains and some cooked dried vegetables to feed it."

Xiong Youer said so.

After a short pause, Xiong Youer thought for a while and added: "It grows small and has a very small appetite. After only a few grains of rice, it is full and no longer eats."

Seeing a bear who was talking seriously there had ears, and looking at this hungry meow in his hand, the small milk cat that can be described as skinny, Han Cheng's cheek twitched.

This is because I have a small appetite. Is it full after only a few grains of rice?

This is obviously hungry!

With the words and behavior of Xiong's ears weakly complaining in his heart, Han Cheng's gaze turned and then fell on the Fu Jiang beside him.

I saw Fu Jiang, an old-fashioned guy, now lowering his head here, using his jagged teeth to chew the grass growing on the ground.

Seeing such a scene, Han Cheng's skin twitched, and his heart suddenly became relieved.

Yes, when you enter your tribe, all animals must be vegetarian!

In the past, the dogs whose blessings were the head were like this.

Now, this little milk cat will do the same.

Such rules cannot be broken.

If it weren't for the dogs in the tribe that had been domesticated by wolves to become mainly vegetarian, even if the Qingque tribe was already very strong now, feeding so many dogs would still be very stressful.

However, the future life of this little milk cat is destined to be much happier than Fu.

At least in terms of food, they are much happier than Fu Jiang.

This is not because Han Cheng is biased. Like people in later generations, he will be captured by cats and willingly be a hardworking and great **** shoveling officer, but because both dogs and cats have too much awareness.

Because of their relatively large body size, the prey caught by dogs is basically small prey.

These prey can basically be eaten by people.

The cat is not.

The things caught were too small, and rats, toads and the like were really hard to catch.

Only a few powerful cats can occasionally catch some pheasants and hares back...

Because the prey caught by cats is basically not eaten by humans, cats are better than dogs in daily life.

Thinking of these things in his heart, Han Cheng stood here again and said a few words with Xiong Youear, and took this little guy who was meowing and constantly making small milk sounds, and headed towards the place where he lived.

Right next to him, he bowed his head and gnawed the grass with thin teeth, and worked hard to practice vegetarianism. When he saw Han Cheng leaving here, he shook his hair, followed Han Cheng, and walked forward, letting go. These few green grasses are rare in winter.

"Fortune General, take care of it."

Han Cheng came back with the little guy to feed him.

It is too inconvenient to hold such a guy who keeps meowing in his hand.

Han Cheng thought for a while, put the little guy on Fu Jiang's back, and said to Fu Jiang like this.

Of course, in addition to making it easier for him to get food for the little guy, there is another reason that he wants to cultivate the feelings between Fu Jiang and the little guy.

Let the little guy pay tribute to the big brother of the blue bird tribe animal world.

This is the entire Qingque tribe, except for Uncle Deer, who is also somewhat old, the most invincible existence.

Even the chubby guys in the tribe need to go back.

Finally freed from the clutches of Li Hancheng, this little guy suddenly became a lot easier.

But it quickly became more panicked, because it found that it was standing on the head of a big guy who didn't know what it was, but looked very fierce.

At this time, I wanted to go down but didn't dare, I could only stand shivering on Fujiang's dog's head.

The helpless little tail is nowhere to be placed, like a pair of helpless little hands, dangling around.

The difference is that there are not so many and dense hairs on the tail on the human hands.

And the human hand is not on the dog's head.

So after a while, something went wrong.

Fu Jiang listens to Han Cheng very much.

For this little guy who was suddenly put on top of his forehead by his own unscrupulous master, Fu Jiang didn't know what to do.

It can only be kept in this posture to prevent this little guy from falling.

At the same time, both eyes were wide open, and while bulging out, they were constantly turning upwards, revealing the white whites of their eyes, to see the little guy on top of his forehead.

At the same time, his mouth couldn't help but grinned, revealing thin teeth with two pieces of grass.

Such a scene was extremely funny, and Han Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Puff~Puff, Puff~"

A voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

This is of course not because Han Cheng was amused by Fu Jiang’s funny appearance (dog head saves his life), but because Fu Jiang really couldn’t bear the fluffy little tail that swept back and forth on his nose. Up.

There was a violent sneeze.

The dog's head also endured this for a long time, and finally sneezed, and shook it sharply.

After the sneeze, the itchiness had not passed, and Fu Jiang's nose continued to make a few bangs and bangs.

He lowered his head, buried it on the ground, and rubbed it with his two front paws.

And under its series of actions, the little milk cat squatting on its head had already volleyed to the side.

The little milk cat, who was flew far away by a sneeze, and then relied on his excellent balance, landed on all fours and stood firmly on the ground, was completely stunned.

Both eyes were rolling, full of question marks.

Who am I? Where am I?

What happened just now?

After a short while, the little milk cat finally reacted.

From being caught to now, it finally found a chance to escape.

Dang Even strode hard to lift up four lower legs and quickly moved towards the rest of the place, opening its way of escape.

At this time, Fu Jiang, a somewhat old dog, had not yet eased from that itch.

He was still tilting his head, rubbing his two paws on his nose to relieve the itching.

Han Cheng, who was holding a crock pot there and pouring some deer milk into a shallow bowl, naturally saw the little milk cat who was absconding.

However, Han Cheng didn't panic to catch it, he was still doing what was going on before, pour the cooked deer milk into the shallow container.

Of course, this is not because Han Cheng has absolute confidence in his reaching out. He thinks that even if he is to let this guy three strokes, let him run 50 meters first, and then shoot himself, he can easily solve it.

It is to have absolute confidence in the blessings on the side.

This old-fashioned dog is really good at acting.

At least it is not a problem to catch the little guys like the little milk cat.

This is a matter of mouthfulness.

As expected, Han Cheng tilted his head and rubbed his paw on his nose constantly. After relieving the itchiness in his nose, he rushed towards the direction where the little milk cat absconded.

With a wave of excitement.

In three or two strokes, he had already jumped to the side of the little guy~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and then he uttered his mouth neatly. In just two strokes, the little milk cat who wanted to escape was caught.

Then he ran towards Han Cheng non-stop, leaving behind the panicked meow of the little milk cat.

Fu Jiang came to Han Cheng's side, let go of his mouth, the little milk cat put down, and turned to look at Han Cheng, shaking his tail constantly, with an appearance of inviting credit.

It is here to take credit, and the little milk cat once again took the opportunity to abscond.

Fortune General, whose excitement in his body had been fully mobilized, immediately jumped and rushed over, and once again captured it easily...

Cats and dogs are enemies, and the correctness of this sentence can be seen from the happily fortunate general who captured the little milk cat at this time and the anxiously meowing little milk cat.

In the midst of such an uproar, Han Cheng placed the shallow-mouthed container with deer milk in his hand next to the little milk cat...