The last golden silk bear in the universe

Song Changan, who was still in a daze, was picked up by Arnold and taken away. Ruixia watched the door close in front of him. At that moment, even the hope of swimming with him was shut down. at the door.

He was frustrated for a while, then turned his head and continued to discuss with Sophia beside him about going out for a walk.

It's just that the incubator bag did a lot of harm to the user, because Ruixia's wounds couldn't heal at all connected to the tubes that kept the cubs alive. Sophia firmly rejected him without even thinking about it.

His majesty, who had once again lost his energy, stretched out his hand to touch his "belly", and began to think about what excuses he would find in order to beat up this little tiger.

When Song Changan came back to his senses, he was already in the small room next door. The hot water was already placed in the big bathtub, and it would not be a problem for a few people to sit down. Fog,???? The air is already full of heat.

Ever since he suddenly turned into a human and broke the small basin, Arnold changed his equipment, which happened to allow him to dangle freely in the water.

There is a small yellow swimming ring hanging on the side of the bathtub, which is specially prepared for Song Changan. Put it on his neck so that he can fly freely on the water surface, so that he does not need to puff up his cheeks to support himself caught.

Everything is ready,???? Arnold has already rolled up his sleeves, and he is about to throw a little golden bear who just wants to take a bath into the water.

The moment Arnold stretched out his hand, Song Changan hastily stretched out his hand in front of him, stopping his movement.

Arnold: "What's wrong?"

Song Changan looked at the fluff on his tail that was now like a small broom, blinked his eyes excitedly, stretched out his hand to compare with Arnold's movement of cutting things with scissors, and then slid across those furs.

Song Changan: Haircut!shearing!

Anyway, there is a lot of hair on the buttocks, and if it is less, it will not be noticeable. If this method is really successful, he will be free in the future!

For precious freedom, what are a few hairs?

Song Changan ran to the edge of the table, looked at Arnold and gestured again.

However, while he was excited, he never thought that the gestures made by his four little fingers were so abstract that people with normal brain circuits would not be able to understand them, and would only feel that his hands were cramped.

Arnold grabbed his hand and carefully looked at his pink fingertips. It was clear that the wound from last time had already healed, so why are you still twitching?

Squeezing his paw, Arnold asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Song Changan: "..."

He broke free from Arnold's hand, tilted his head and stared at him, just now he understood what he was about to take a bath in the room, why can't he understand now?

Song Changan: I want a haircut!shearing!Cut the ass hair!

This time Arnold's eyes were finally drawn to his buttocks, and he asked, "Do you want to comb? You can comb after you take a shower."

Seeing Arnold's sincere eyes, Song Changan finally gave up, he pouted and glanced at Arnold, and finally turned into a human on the table.

Song Changan: "I mean, cut some hair off my butt, and try to see if I can stay in the room instead of me."

Arnold frowned at him: "Shear?"

Song Changan nodded, and told him exactly what he thought, including the best expectations.

He looked too excited, as if he had succeeded at this time, but Arnold still hesitated.

"Chang'an, have you forgotten the last time you were bald?"

Song Changan couldn't laugh anymore, the seven plush panties were a dark history he didn't want to mention, and Arnold dug out his sad story again.

But at this time, Song Changan was full of experiments, and he was not angry, and he pushed Arnold's hand and said, "Arnold, please cut it for me, and just get the longest ones. It's going to be bald. Then we'll wrap these up and go back and try."

Before Arnold agreed to him, Song Changan turned back into a little golden silk bear, shaking the little fluff on his buttocks to rub against him, moaning and urging him to hurry up.

Looking at the little golden bear who sat down on his hand, Arnold reluctantly agreed to him.

Song Changan was lying on the table, and Arnold first combed his hair, and then used small scissors to help him cut the longest fluff, trimmed it again, and made the remaining fluff on his little butt round and smooth. nice.

The hair in that place just cut it looked weird, so Song Changan asked Arnold to shave his whole body.

Arnold was actually a little dissatisfied. After all, he had always been taking care of the fur on Chang'an's body. It was a pity that he had to cut it off suddenly. After all, these were all Chang'an's soft down.

But Song Changan was very satisfied. He squatted there and wagged his tail. The hair that was dragging aside like a broom was cut short, leaving only the rounded arc of his fat little butt, which looked extraordinarily palpable. .

From Song Chang'an's point of view, he looks like he has changed his hairstyle now, and there is nothing worth caring about.

The fluff he cut was put into a small bag by Arnold, and it was not much at all after it was packed, it was far from the bulging purse that Song Changan imagined.

If it hadn't been discovered in the previous test that his ability to comfort the cubs in human form was not as strong as that in animal form, Song Chang'an's little brain would probably focus on his golden hair.

After the fur was cut, Song Changan didn't even want to take a bath, and couldn't wait to go back and try the power of the fur he cut.

Arnold couldn't resist him, so he had to take him back first.

This time they didn't leave for a long time, and Ruixia and the others were a little surprised when they came back, so they didn't have to come back in such a hurry.

But when they saw Song Changan, they were all stunned.

Because of being fat, although Song Changan's original hair was long, it still looked very round overall. Now that a circle of hair has been cut off, although the "round" feeling is stronger, the whole body looks a little smaller lock up.

Sophia looked at Arnold: "What's wrong with Chang'an?"

Arnold: "I trimmed his fluff."

Trimming?

All the people present were at a loss. They didn't know why Arnold suddenly cut Chang'an's fur, but they had to say that looking at Chang'an who was now a little smaller, they felt that they had regained the feeling of Chang'an's cubs.

As soon as Song Chang'an got off Arnold's palm, he ran forward with a small bag in his mouth, ran around the edge of the bed to the other side of Rui Xia's body, put the small bag there, and Going around and sorting out the carrot pillow that was originally placed there, he ran back happily and climbed into Arnold's palm again.

"What is this?" Rui Xia looked at the small bag beside him, following Song Chang'an's movements, it was not difficult to see his intention of doing the test, but he couldn't figure out what was inside it.

"Changan's hair." Arnold said.

He told Song Changan's thoughts exactly, and Ruixia and the others couldn't help becoming nervous, watching where the cub in the gestation bag would approach.

But after waiting for five or six minutes, the little tiger did not lean towards the small bag containing Song Changan's hair, and Song Changan's expectant little eyes dimmed.

He took it for granted, how could he succeed so easily?

Song Changan looked back at his little butt, he swore that now he only misses his hair that was cut off a little bit.

At this time, Quick walked in, and he saw the dejected little Chang'an in Arnold's hands at first sight, and he was lying on the ground, and he was so small that he asked in surprise.

After understanding Song Changan's thoughts, Quick first walked to the side of the incubator bag and looked at it carefully for a while, and when he looked up again, his expression became a little excited.

Song Changan looked at him nervously.

Quick waved at Arnold: "You take Chang'an out first."

Song Changan: "?"

Quick: "With Chang'an here, what can you measure?"

It turned out that the little tiger was already moving slowly, just because he was already leaning against the edge of the gestation bag, and although Song Changan was at the end of the bed, it was in that direction, so the little tiger's movement was almost negligible.

Song Changan: "..."

The culprit who affected the test results was quickly brought out.

After he was far enough away, the cub in the gestation bag that didn't even open its eyes slowly moved towards the little bag on the other side, at a faster speed than Song Changan and the carrot pillow. Not much time difference.

This speed means that in the perception of the cub who only has ignorant consciousness, although the bag containing Chang An's hair is not as good as the real Chang An, it can still be regarded as more than half of him.

The soothing effect of this bag is better than that of a carrot pillow.

With it, the time for Song Changan to leave can be made longer, of course, the specific time still has to wait for further tests by Quick and the others.

Song Changan, who heard the news, rolled around on the bed a few times with great joy, even thinking that when his hair grows longer, he can cut some more and put them in the small bag.

Song Changan has been too restrained for a while, he is a little golden bear longing for freedom, and being confined in that space is really uncomfortable, so now he is running and jumping happily.

Song Chang'an couldn't close his mouth when he laughed, and was taken away by Arnold to take a bath again.

Song Changan, who was floating around in the bathtub with a small swimming ring around his neck, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the pleasant time, secretly vowing that he would soak the water in the bathtub to cool down!

Arnold watered him again and again, and finally had the fun of scrubbing each other at Song Changan's kind invitation.

It's just that the two people's moods are completely different. Arnold looked at the thin-skinned and tender Chang'an in front of him and couldn't do anything. If he tried a little bit of strength, he was afraid of hurting him. I didn't rub anything down with all my strength.

Song Chang'an: I knew it would be better if I didn't rub it like this!

When Song Changan climbed out of the bathtub comfortably, he was carried back to the room to inspect the results under Arnold's service.

The pouches are very effective and the monitoring data has shown that both cubs are very quiet.

Song Changan paced back and forth, and finally decided to go outside to play again today, and come back to watch at night, giving the little Mao Mao he cut off a holiday.

At this time, Quick, who had left before, came back again, holding a small bottle in his hand, and his eyes fell directly on Song Changan.

Song Changan's body felt cold when he saw him, and he didn't understand what he was planning, so he couldn't help but crawled to Arnold's hand.

Quick laughed dryly, and said earnestly: "Chang'an, this method is very good, but there is a shortcoming that there are too few Mao Maos."

Song Changan: Too little?Isn't it enough now?

Quick raised the small bottle in his hand: "I have a bottle of hair growth agent here, just a little bit can grow a lot of hair, it should also be suitable for fluff, you see?"

Song Changan: "..."

Soon, there was only the sound of "puff puff puff puff" in the room.