Clumsily climbed out of bed, opened the cover of the grass cage, and carried the rabbit onto the bed.

He yelled in a decent way: "Oh-oh-I'm a tiger, you are a rabbit, I'm here to catch the rabbit!"

This rabbit just looks like an ordinary white rabbit, but Bai Wutu knows that it has spiritual intelligence and has lived for an unknown number of years-not to mention that it may be hundreds of years old, even at Bai Wutu's current age, I am also not very patient with playing games with children.

The rabbit lay motionless on the spot with no interest, but the child really regarded himself as a tiger, and pounced on him, his chubby belly completely covered the rabbit's head.

Bai Wutu's eyes went dark, and he could almost feel the collapse of the rabbit's heart, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The child played more and more vigorously, and rode the rabbit under him like a big horse, holding his ears: "I caught you! I caught you! Drive! Drive! Ride a big horse! Hey, why don't you move? I'm going to tickle you!"

The rabbit was turned upside down, with its feet in the air, and the child's chubby little hands creaked and creaked on it.

The child scratched and asked, "Why don't you smile?"

The rabbit silently turned his gaze to the side.

This kid, how do you want the rabbit to laugh?Bai Wutu laughed out loud, almost crying.

The child squeaked so boringly that he moved his head closer, blinked his bright eyes, and said, "May I give you a name? Your name is Xiaobai, okay?"

Bai Wutu was allergic to the word "Xiaobai", and suddenly couldn't laugh.

The child was very satisfied with the name he had chosen. He straddled the rabbit and shouted louder and louder: "Riding Xiaobai! Riding Xiaobai!"

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