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Wen Ling is worried. However, it is not too hasty to let the man relax. Wen Ling is going to try it again tomorrow. The next day, as usual, Wen Ling left within the prescribed time. Some time before breakfast, Wen Ling took a walk in the garden. On the way, I met the sand sculpture (not) again-it was a snowy owl. At first, he did not see the snowy owl. It's still early. It's not eight o'clock. The lights of the palace are out of tune with the dark world. The whole garden was silent, except for the street lamp in the garden, which illuminated the ground under his feet. The leaves of the deep mangroves are dense, and the blossoming buds have a faint fragrance. Then I heard a soft birdsong. Chirp-Ga, Chirp-Ga The cry was a little sad, like an injury. The leaves trembled violently as the smell approached. Wen Ling lit a candle and saw the snowy owl on the branch of the tree. The snowy owl still wanted to hide when he saw him, as if he was shy and shameful. He saw blood on the snowy owl's wings with sharp eyes. Hurt? Wen Ling wanted to catch him down and look at the wound, but the snowy owl saw him and hid as if he had seen the murderer. Wen Ling wondered if he was so unpopular with birds? In the past, when the troupe performed magic,digital touch screen board, the pigeons liked him very much. The snowy owl was wounded and could not run fast, so he caught him in his arms after a few sniffs. In this way, the bird kept struggling, and its feathers broke free several times. It's too fierce. The smell slapped the snowy owl's fart. Don't move. Let me see your wound. The snowy owl really didn't move any more. He was dying of shame and anger. After living for hundreds of years, he was carried by others for the first time. Chirp! "The snowy owl uttered a cry of shame and indignation.". Chapter 10 The flapping snowy owl finally quieted down,75 inch smart board, but its little head plunged into Wen Ling's arms, unwilling to show its head anyway. Fortunately, the hair was long enough to hide the angry blush on the bird's face. Lose-lose face. I can't see anyone. This abominable human! It's unforgivable to spank him! Wen Ling did not notice where a bird got so much emotion. He carefully broke the feathers on the snowy owl's wings and found the wound. The right wing of the snowy owl was injured, and the wound seemed to be caused by some iron clamp. There are pigeons in Wen Ling's troupe. He has some experience in caring for injured birds. Don't move. I'll take you to get the medicine. The snowy owl, of course, could not speak, and could not even hear the first chirp. He thought he was too soft and did not have the style of a king. As soon as I entered the door, I ran into Lumi. Lumi immediately found the snowy owl in Wen Ling's arms. Lumi froze in surprise. That's the king's pet bird. The bird had such a bad temper that no one in the palace dared to provoke him. Before, someone was so bold that he wanted to catch him from the tree and lie on the ground with a wing! Later, when the king found out, the man was driven out of the palace. The bird is not a relative, interactive touch screens education ,interactive boards for classrooms, and they have never seen the king hold the bird. Has the good smell of popularity spread to birds now? Lumi thought absentmindedly. Do you have medicine and bandages? "Yes.". You wait for me and I'll get it. Lumi returned and brought the medicine. "Here it is.". There's no one here. It's not good to be seen. It's not good if someone misunderstands that you hurt Wang's pet. Lumi pointed him to an empty room, thanked him, carefully dipped a cotton swab in iodine, disinfected the wound first, and then bandaged it with medicine. Lumi looked on and wanted to touch the snowy owl. The bird, which is usually fierce to death, is too good in Wen Ling's arms. Feathers are white and shiny, smooth, soft and glutinous like a small dumpling, Wang Yang is really good. Lumi quietly stretched out his tentative hand. I was severely scolded! It's still through the clothes. The obedient bird in Wen Ling's arms suddenly pulled his head out, and a pair of golden eyes shot out of the cold, and clattered to his hand. Moreover, he deliberately avoided his naked exposed hands and only pecked at his clothes. Lumi deeply realized that it was definitely not because he didn't want to hurt him. Do you dislike his skin! That bird's beak is really awesome, and the linen clothes are very durable and durable. It only took two bites, and then it tore off a big strip and cut a big hole in its sleeve. The bird that got the fruits of victory spat out the pieces of clothes it had pecked off. From the bird's face, Lumi actually saw the word "dislike". That's impossible.
How can the facial expressions of birds be so rich. The snowy owl put its head back into Wen Ling's arms. When the snowy owl is in the form, its body is warm, but it is not warm after all. Besides, he smells good. He threw himself into Wen Ling's arms, full of his smell. Except that the human next to him is a little hateful. The smell that I caught before I smelled it was human. Smells bad. It stinks. Ew- Lumi was shocked. Is it true that the bird is going to faint and vomit? Do you stay away from me? Smell, do you see? Just now "Hm?" Concentrating on the medicine, Wen Ling wondered, "What do you see?" "No, nothing." Lumi shuddered. Somehow, I felt a threat of death at that moment. Usually you can only feel it when the king appears. Is it the king? Lumi stood up straight, looked around, and finally said to Wen Ling uneasily, "I'll go first.". I still have work to do, and if I'm caught by the manager, I'll think I'm lazy. Wen Ling felt that Lumi was puzzled. Well, he thought the whole palace was full of strange people, like the king. Without the smelly humans, only this sweet and delicious one is left. The snowy owl observes and listens with his golden eyes. The bird's beak grinds and grinds on the back of Wen Ling's hand. It smells good. Would love to get a bite. There is no such delicious guy in the world. If he eats blood, he'll never let it go. This chapter is not finished,interactive flat panel display, click the next page to continue reading What a delicious human. But he is not that kind of bird, nor that kind of blood clan. The snowy owl sticks out its tongue and licks the skin on the back of the listener's hand. It was so wet [wet] [slippery] that Wen Ling's hands were covered with saliva. Itchy. You're not allergic. Wen Ling pressed the mouth of the snowy owl, and half of his tongue was still exposed. hsdsmartboard.com
How can the facial expressions of birds be so rich. The snowy owl put its head back into Wen Ling's arms. When the snowy owl is in the form, its body is warm, but it is not warm after all. Besides, he smells good. He threw himself into Wen Ling's arms, full of his smell. Except that the human next to him is a little hateful. The smell that I caught before I smelled it was human. Smells bad. It stinks. Ew- Lumi was shocked. Is it true that the bird is going to faint and vomit? Do you stay away from me? Smell, do you see? Just now "Hm?" Concentrating on the medicine, Wen Ling wondered, "What do you see?" "No, nothing." Lumi shuddered. Somehow, I felt a threat of death at that moment. Usually you can only feel it when the king appears. Is it the king? Lumi stood up straight, looked around, and finally said to Wen Ling uneasily, "I'll go first.". I still have work to do, and if I'm caught by the manager, I'll think I'm lazy. Wen Ling felt that Lumi was puzzled. Well, he thought the whole palace was full of strange people, like the king. Without the smelly humans, only this sweet and delicious one is left. The snowy owl observes and listens with his golden eyes. The bird's beak grinds and grinds on the back of Wen Ling's hand. It smells good. Would love to get a bite. There is no such delicious guy in the world. If he eats blood, he'll never let it go. This chapter is not finished,interactive flat panel display, click the next page to continue reading What a delicious human. But he is not that kind of bird, nor that kind of blood clan. The snowy owl sticks out its tongue and licks the skin on the back of the listener's hand. It was so wet [wet] [slippery] that Wen Ling's hands were covered with saliva. Itchy. You're not allergic. Wen Ling pressed the mouth of the snowy owl, and half of his tongue was still exposed. hsdsmartboard.com
