Miaoji's daily routine

The little yellow chicken didn't struggle or move, and was obediently held by Jiji.Her house all the way to her yard.The courtyard door was half open waiting for her to go back, and the house door was also half open, with the candlesticks lit inside, dancing with half-bright light.

The windows have been closed, and the room is so warm that people feel so comfortable that they just want to squint their eyes and sleep hard.The ground is already very clean, and Gigi knows that she is long-haired, which is the rhythm of walking all the way and losing all the way.But when she went out for a walk, the hardworking and capable maid had already cleaned up, waiting for her to shed hair again...

Although the maid knew that it was perfectly fine for Gigi to read at night, she still lit a candle to save Mr. Sheng Miao from being too tired from reading.

As soon as she entered the room, Gigi put the chick on the ground, and then stretched out her claws to grab the luxurious and delicate carpet next to it.It's really... a luxury, these exquisite Persian carpets that will definitely cost six figures in future generations are just for her to scratch her paws.

Opening her mouth and yawning, Jiji suddenly felt that Mao Xiaoji had no voice.Are you scared out of your wits?She turned her head, and saw that little chick with tender yellow and tender yellow like the first tender leaf in spring was looking at her timidly and longingly, the little black bean's eyes were full of light, as beautiful as starlight...

Jiji suddenly noticed a little blood on the little yellow chicken's wings. She didn't seem to use any force, so why did she bite the little chicken?Jiji slowly moved to the little chicken, and looked again. The wound was not deep, so she probably didn't bite it.Probably because the San Huaer used a little force, hey, Ji Ji stretched out her pink and tender tongue and began to help the chick lick the wings, licking off the blood.Seeing that the wound no longer oozes blood, she also felt tired and wanted to sleep.

Chick was motionless when Jiji was healing his wounds. He was as cute as a doll, staring at Jiji without blinking his small eyes. God knows what was going on in his little brain, which was smaller than a walnut.Of course, Gigi doesn't have the American skills to consider the psychological activities of a newborn chick, which is too difficult for her.Even if she doesn't eat the chick, Jiji just wants to keep the little yellow fur ball as a pet.And in her mind, what kind of complicated thinking would a little yellow chicken who is only a day old have?Isn't it just eating and drinking.

The chick was quiet and didn't move.The lights here are dim, and the big white ball in front of him is licking his wings, softly, crispy, very comfortable.

But watching Jiji turn her hips and leave him, Xiaoji became anxious and stumbled behind Jiji, aggrieved and whispered "chiji chichi."

Ji Jinniu, she really doesn't understand.Is the chick hungry or thirsty?She took the little yellow chicken in one bite and walked to the water tray and the eating utensils.Fortunately, chickens are not mammals, otherwise it would be impossible to find a nurse for him.

However, the little yellow chicken glanced at the food, rushed to Jiji's side without moving anything, raised its little head, "chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi"

Jiji looked at the little yellow chicken, which was not half as tall as hers. Hey, he didn't eat or drink, and he didn't bother to care.Tired after such a long time, she staggered and crawled into the nest of a comfortable cloud, and saw the Miss Zhou Gong without a second of snoring.

The little yellow chicken watched Jiji leave, her little eyes were extremely flustered, and she saw Jiji climbed into the nest.The little yellow chicken waited on the spot first, then waited again, watching Jiji not move.He took one step at a time very carefully, the legs of the small slender pole slowly moved forward, and cautiously bounced to the edge of the nest.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi?" The thin and tender voice didn't wake Jiji up.

"Chichi... Chichi." Chick wanted to climb into the nest too, but now his tragic height was not as tall as the nest.The little chicken tried again and again, and he tried his best to flap his immature little wings that were just for display now, wanting to jump even higher.But how much physical strength does a newborn chick have?The little yellow chicken jumped lower and lower, and its energy became weaker and weaker.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi." Why not him?Why are you ignoring him?So wronged, so wronged, the little yellow chicken is still working hard.Suddenly, he was lightly carried into the nest.Jiji narrowed her face and looked at the melon baby who was twittering so that she could not sleep well. Really, she hadn't chatted with Duke Zhou long before she heard the cock crowing continuously.

Is this chick born talkative?

Not to mention the rooster crowing and the accompaniment sound of crackling and bouncing around, does this make people fall asleep?Jiji has a serious aura of getting up, and now she is looking negatively at the little yellow chicken in front of her that is not enough to squeeze her teeth, seriously considering whether to throw this guy out of the yard.Save this guy with too much energy for her to sleep well.It's just that Gigi hesitated a little.Throw the chick out, it's only this big, don't let it become another family's ration before dawn.

Or, throw it in the corner?But what if the chick still has to practice high jumps?

"Chick, chirp, chirp..." Chick didn't notice Jiji's hostility, he happily took two steps, leaned against Jiji's side, and fell asleep...

Aw, I'm not your mother, stay away from me.

This is my bed, you are not allowed to climb on my bed casually.Jiji's heart was roaring with grief, but seeing the chick sleeping soundly, her heart softened again. Forget it, the nest is big anyway, and the chick can't take up too much space. It's tiring after a whole night of tossing around today. She's too lazy to make any more troubles.

The chick is also asleep, which is better than throwing the chick outside to crow all night.

Gigi yawned big, and glanced at the little ball of yellow hair.Hey, just make do with one night.

It's dark, it's a good time to sleep.The crackling candlelight did not disturb Gigi's sleep.Outside, the cool desert wind blowing did not enter the tightly closed room.Gigi turned over and fell asleep with the softness of yoga on her back.

And the little yellow ball stretched out its small head, and the black Doudou looked at Jiji beside him again.The little yellow chicken moved and leaned against this warm side again, this warm side that made him feel at ease, made him trust, and made him feel extremely secure.

He had, had thought he was going to be killed if his siblings were the same.At first, he thought he was going to be torn apart by those horrible big animals.However, he is still alive and well.This warmth... so comfortable.

Gigi didn't wake up until the sun was high, and before she could react, she heard a series of happy and joyful "chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp"

Jiji stared blankly at the cheerful little yellow chicken jumping up and down in front of her, and her off-line thinking temporarily did not think why there was such a thing beside her.

"Chie chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi" the little yellow chicken gently pecked at Jiji's paw, it didn't hurt.That strength is like fighting.

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