Trim the owl's nails

The corners gradually grew up.

Wei Lang was surprised to find that Jiaojiao had started to grow a small collar, and the feathers under his neck were like a shirt collar. When he was standing still, he looked majestic and majestic. Coupled with Jiaojiao's airy expression, he looked like a little girl. Gentleman, if it doesn't tilt its head.

After checking some information, Wei Lang thinks that Jiaojiao should be a male, because males have bigger eyes, longer legs, and smoother feathers, all these characteristics are in line with Jiaojiao.

Wei Lang nodded his little head: "I didn't expect that you are not a little girl."

Jiaojiao dodged dissatisfiedly, closed his eyes, and looked very disgusted.

Wei Lang often takes advantage of the dark to go out to let the wind out, and now he has specially set aside the third floor for the corner to use for activities.

Probably because of his strength in spring and summer, Jiaojiao's flying speed has also increased a lot, and he even learned to glide without a teacher.

But it never flies far away, it always circles around and then flies back to Wei Lang's shoulder calmly.

Wei Lang once touched its wings and asked it: "Jiaojiao, don't you want to leave?"

When Jiaojiao heard this, he immediately became angry, and pecked Wei Lang hard, causing Wei Lang to yell out in pain, and never dared to bring up this topic again.

That was the most angry time for Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao is like a child, full of curiosity, and wants to try anything new.

When the kapok was falling, Wei Lang brought a few flowers home, and when he saw it, he came over, looked at Wei Lang, then at the kapok, and saw that Wei Lang didn't have any strange expressions, so he was cautious leaned over.

It first touched it with its small paws, and when it saw that the opponent was not aggressive, it leaned towards it. Before Wei Lang could react, it took a bite of the kapok by surprise, and Wei Lang couldn't stop it at all.

Jiaojiao's eyes narrowed immediately, and his mouth opened slightly, looking too unpalatable.

Wei Lang sighed and laughed at the side, there was nothing he could do about it.

When summer is approaching, the horns begin to shed their hair and fall down like snow, both long and short. Every time it is combed, it has to turn 180 degrees, and when it turns back again, it makes a mess. Like a disturbed bird's nest.

It didn't know yet, it stared at Wei Lang with big innocent eyes, not understanding what happened.

Wei Lang laughed dumbfounded every time.

Once when Wei Lang turned his head, he saw it was having fun with one of its own feathers. Seeing Wei Lang turned his head, he stared at it blankly, with a small piece of fluff hanging from the corner of its mouth, as if asking, "What's the matter?" ".

Wei Lang laughed out loud with a "puchi".

He collected all the long feathers that Jiaojiao had shed, and put them in a bag. At first, Jiaojiao looked up curiously, but then he found that it was his own feathers, and walked away with a bored expression.

After learning the lesson from Kapok last time, Wei Lang didn't dare to bring flowers home.

But it was still impossible to guard against. When the osmanthus was full of trees, I accidentally touched a few flowers and took them home. Before I could pick them off, they were pecked off by horns.

Jiaojiao sized it up for a while, and started to play with it, but he threw it on his head with force, staring at a pair of big eyes that were spinning around, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

Wei Lang held a mirror with a smile on his face, and showed it to look at.

Jiaojiao looked at the novelty, looked in the mirror, turned left and right, shook his head non-stop, and finally looked at Wei Lang flatteredly, as if asking for praise.

Wei Lang had no choice but to boast: "Jiaojiao is the cutest."

Only then is Jiaojiao satisfied.

Although the owl cannot see the light, it always wants to bask in the sun.

Since Weilang assigned the third floor to it, Jiaojiao has its own territory, and it has to fly around the house every day to inspect every corner.

Tired of flying, Jiaojiao will lie down on the floor, just where the light hits, spread out its wings, and lie there lazily like a big kite, as if sunbathing, eyes squinting comfortably stand up.

Wei Lang was afraid that he would be hurt by the light, so he had to reach out his hand every time to cover its eyes, and Jiaojiao just let him cover it without moving, it was so cute.

After a while, when the sun is enough, it will lightly peck Wei Lang with its small mouth, which means "OK", and then Wei Lang will pick it up without any complaints and hang it on his chest.

Sometimes Wei Lang felt that he had really raised a baby.

Jiaojiao's courage is still as small as ever.

One night Wei Lang took it out for a show, and it happened that fireworks were going off outside. When the fireworks exploded, Jiaojiao trembled in fright, buried his head in his neck, and shook into a ball on Wei Lang's shoulder.

Wei Lang hurriedly stroked it comfortingly, put it in his arms again, and put it on his chest to cover it, and Jiaojiao finally settled down.

From then on, whenever it was time to set off fireworks, Wei Lang would always hug Jiaojiao to his chest.

I don't know if other owls are like this, but Jiaojiao especially likes to act like a baby.

Whenever he was free, he would pester Wei Lang to give him a massage, smoothing his fur slowly, and when he felt comfortable, he would squint his eyes and tremble his little ears.

Wei Lang took advantage of the opportunity and pinched its little ears.

Jiaojiao can also scratch his feet like a puppy. Wei Lang discovered that the frequency of tickling can reflect the mood of Jiaojiao at the time. When he is unhappy, he scratches quickly, like playing a lute. Twitching, looking immersed in it.

At this time, Wei Lang felt that its little feet were very cute, small and nimble, and he even bought a red string to tie it on, which made it look even more beautiful.

There is a little treasure in the corner, it is a yellow tape.

Wei Lang also ate vinegar from this tape.

Since Jiaojiao grew up, he has a fixed sense of territory. From dawn to sunset, he only stays in one place.

Wei Lang wrapped a wooden stick with sackcloth and put it there, and he could always find the corners easily.

As a result, Jiaojiao fell in love with a piece of tape, and guarded that yellow tape every day, like guarding a lover. When Wei Lang touched it, he fluttered his wings unhappy, which made Wei Lang very frustrated.

Seeing that he couldn't compete with the yellow tape, Wei Lang resorted to pretending to be pitiful, and asked pitifully at Jiaojiao: "Jiajiao, don't you like me?"

Probably because he acted too realistically, Jiaojiao tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally gave up the yellow tape and flew to him.

Wei Lang hurriedly threw the tape away, wishing he would never see it again in his life.

He also has childish moments.

Wei Lang is used to the days when there are horns around him.

He simply couldn't imagine waking up one day without a corner of his life by his side.

Wei Lang felt that there was something strange at home these two days, and he couldn't tell where it was, but something was wrong.

He was suspicious, so he paid more attention.

On the first day, Wei Lang found that the sofa had been moved, and the wine corks were thrown on the ground.

The next day, Wei Lang found that the clothes in the closet were messily placed on the bed, and there were balls of pickled vegetables in the bathtub.

On the third day, Wei Lang discovered that the upside-down glass in the kitchen had been straightened, the teapot had been used, and there were still wet spots on the floor.

On the fourth day, Wei Lang rubbed his chin and felt that he couldn't wait any longer. Although he had just seen the snail girl a few days ago, he didn't think he would have such good luck. What's more, she was obviously making trouble.

He came home from get off work early that day, guarding the door furtively, with his ear on the door, eavesdropping on the sounds in the room.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a rustling sound in the room.

Wei Lang had to admire his foresight.

He pushed the door open silently. When eavesdropping, Wei Lang had already opened the door a crack, just to save time and catch the thief.

Of course, it was the thief he thought, because when Wei Lang opened the door, he was dumbfounded.

In the center of the room, a naked boy was kneeling.

He just knelt there naked like that, his whole body was like suet white jade, with a milky white luster, even his shoulders were slightly shiny, when he heard the sound, a pair of big black eyes looked over.

He was so stupid and didn't know how to be shy, so he found a place to hide.

Wei Lang swept from his cheeks all the way to the soles of his feet, and finally swallowed.

In the face of beauty, he couldn't help being obsessed with ghosts, and asked stammeringly: "You... who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Wei Lang couldn't help slowing down his tone when he should have questioned aggressively, for fear of scaring the other party.

The boy tilted his head and looked at him puzzled, his big eyes shining brightly.

Damn, this expression is so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before, Wei Lang complained in his heart, but he didn't show any expression on his face.

He stretched out one foot, leaned towards the other side slowly, put his hands in a comforting gesture, and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

But he retorted to himself in his heart, it would be strange if he didn't hurt you, and he will send you to the police station in a while.

After thinking about it, he rushed over.

The boy didn't resist, and was obediently pushed down by him.

Wei Lang took the opportunity to touch his slippery body, and sighed involuntarily, it feels so good.

Although his mind wandered, he didn't forget the business, pressing the other party and asked: "Who are you? Why are you at my house?"

The boy seemed to be in pain, twisted his body, wanted to push Wei Lang away, grabbed Wei Lang's wrist, and shouted: "Don't move!"

If he continues to move around, he can't guarantee that anything bad will happen.

The young man trembled from his yelling, his eyes watered, and he finally spoke, but he couldn't make a sentence, just a few thin words, Wei Lang couldn't hear clearly for a moment, he lowered his head and asked, "What did you say?"

When he got closer, he heard the word "jiaojiao" muttering in his mouth.

That's right, what about Jiaojiao?

After being reminded by him, Wei Lang remembered that he hadn't seen Jiaojiao yet, and looked around the room under pressure, but found no sign of Jiaojiao.

It stands to reason that Jiaojiao should pounce on him at this time.

Wei Lang felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he increased his strength in his hands, and asked viciously: "Say it quickly! What happened to you!"

The young man was really frightened, tears streaming down his face, he pushed Wei Lang away while crying, kicked his feet wildly, and kept yelling "Jiaojiao" and "Jiaojiao".

It's really pitiful that he is so pear blossom and rainy. Wei Lang couldn't bear to be teased by him. He was about to get up, but he saw the opponent kick him, so he had to block it with his hand.

The ankle was so thin that it seemed to break when it was folded. When Wei Lang held it, he suddenly felt something pinched.

Looking down, it turned out to be the red rope bought for Jiaojiao.

Wei Lang was startled, this is something for Jiaojiao, how could it be on him?

A white light flashed in his mind again, and suddenly he had an idea that even he couldn't believe it.

He held the red rope, looked at the person below him, and asked with little confidence: "You can't... it's Jiaojiao, right?"

The young man was stunned for a second, and then cried loudly "Wow", his heart-piercing cry echoed throughout the room, and he kept repeating "Jiaojiao" and "Jiaojiao" while crying.

Wei Lang suddenly had one head and two big ones.

He thought, probably the worst thing has already been guessed by himself.