Trim the owl's nails

Jiaojiao was crying hoarsely, Wei Lang felt the magic sound coming into his head, his head was dilated twice, and he couldn't let it go, so he hugged Jiaojiao and kept coaxing: "Okay, okay, don't It was my fault that I cried."

He patted the other person's back with his hands, and when he touched the smooth and tender skin, he always unconsciously thought about it, so he didn't dare to touch it too much, just patted it lightly from the air.

Jiaojiao cried for a while, feeling tired, and gradually stopped, sobbing softly.

After crying for so long, his eyelids were flushed, and he looked like two round hawthorns, so funny and cute, Wei Lang glanced at it and almost laughed out loud.

But he only dared to laugh a few times in his heart, because Jiaojiao was looking at him full of anger, biting his lower lip with heaving chest, hiccupping from time to time, letting out some air like a small fish spitting bubbles .

Seeing Jiaojiao's appearance, Wei Lang knew that he was angry again. Thinking of the last time Jiaojiao pecked himself when he was angry, he couldn't help touching the back of his hand, as if he could still feel the pain at that time, and shivered in fear .

He hurriedly crouched down, touched the red and swollen eyelids, and said thoughtfully: "Stop crying, it won't look good anymore."

His words hit the mark.Jiaojiao opened his hand with a "snap", but at this moment there was a "hiccup". He suddenly folded his hands and covered his mouth, his eyes rolled around, and he looked nervously at Wei Lang, afraid that he would Will make fun of myself.

Wei Lang suppressed the smile that was about to burst from the bottom of his heart, pretending to be serious and said: "Look, there is no way for you to look like this..."

As he said that, he glanced at the naked body of the lower corner with his eyes as a sign, but he didn't dare to miss it too much, so he quickly retracted his gaze, coughed, and then said: "Why don't I go get you a piece of clothing first, and then you can give it to me properly." Let me tell you how you became what you are now?"

Jiaojiao thought for a moment, then nodded his head lightly.

Wei Lang stood up impatiently, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, if he stayed with Jiaojiao like this, he didn't know what crazy things he would do, thinking, he glanced at the corner of his eyes without showing any signs There were two points on Jiao's chest, and his heart beat a few more times in an instant, but he told him with the usual expression on his face, "Stay here obediently, don't run around."

Jiaojiao looked at him, with a trace of nervousness in his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Wei Lang's clothes, and said "Jiajiao".

The meaning of this sentence was unknown, but Wei Lang immediately realized that he was telling himself to come back soon.

Wei Lang's heart was suddenly sore and soft. He stroked the soft hair of Jiaojiao, said "wait", and then strode towards the bedroom, looking back at the corners of his eyes uneasy.

During these short steps, he walked as painfully as parting from life and death.

When he came out with the blanket in his arms, Jiaojiao was still waiting there obediently, and Wei Lang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In fact, he was very afraid that when he came out, he would see an empty living room.

He walked over, spread out the blanket, and covered Jiaojiao's body, and Jiaojiao just let him play with it without moving, with big eyes looking straight at him, as clear as newly melted snow.

Wei Lang wrapped him up carefully, making sure that no trace of his skin would be exposed, and then stepped back to take a good look at him. Then he opened his arms with a sense of accomplishment, made a posture of touching objects, and sat there paralyzed. The corner said: "Come on."

Jiaojiao nodded half-understanding, and then made a move that Wei Lang didn't expect but couldn't laugh or cry.

He straightened his arms, waved them seriously, and tried to fly in Wei Lang's direction.

He didn't realize that he had already turned into a human form, and the wings used to fly had long since disappeared, replaced by a pair of round arms.

He danced for a while before he realized something was wrong. He turned his head to look to the left, then to the right, then folded his arms in front of himself, observed, and then sniffed tentatively, but found nothing wrong. .

He tossed a lot, but still didn't understand why he stayed in the same place after waving for so long, so he looked at Wei Lang who was beside him suspiciously.

Wei Lang couldn't help walking over, put his hand through Jiaojiao's armpit, lifted him up easily, lifted him to the top of his head, and said with a smile: "Jiajiao, you have to learn to walk with your feet now. The feet are the thing under you ,do you know?"

Jiaojiao was suspended in the air by him, and his feet were dangling below, like a lantern swaying in the wind between the eaves. After hearing Wei Lang's words, he wiggled his toes in confusion.

Those toes were white and tender, like freshly peeled lotus seeds. Wei Lang almost couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to touch them.

He suppressed the eagerness to move, put Jiaojiao on the ground, then turned his head, let him turn his back to him, and put his hands on Jiaojiao's waist.

The height of Jiaojiao is just up to his chin, and he only needs to move forward a little bit to completely cover Jiaojiao.He thought so, and did so, and took the opportunity of holding Jiaojiao to wrap him in his arms.

Jiaojiao didn't realize it, and looked back at him trustingly, waiting for the next instruction.

When he looked at Wei Lang like this, there was complete trust in his eyes, shining with gleam, Wei Lang's Adam's apple rolled down, and then he held Jiaojiao's left leg and said, "Come on, take this foot first."

Jiaojiao obediently took a step forward.

Probably due to the body of a monster, Jiaojiao's comprehension ability is very strong, almost Wei Lang can quickly comprehend it with a little point.

Wei Lang was the only one suffering. On the one hand, he had to patiently teach Jiaojiao to walk, and on the other hand, he had to devote his mind to restraining the evil thoughts that came out, and he couldn't help being exhausted.

In the end, the isometric angle was almost mastered, and Wei Lang was also sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Jiaojiao didn't notice his conflicts, and was absorbed in the joy of learning to walk. He pushed Wei Lang behind him, walked happily in the room, and even trotted around the room in the end.

Wei Lang was helpless but secretly proud.

After a while, Jiaojiao was tired from walking, so he ran back to Wei Lang, held Wei Lang's hand, looked at him with bright eyes, as if waiting for Wei Lang to ask questions.

Only then did Wei Lang remember that he hadn't asked him the reason for his transformation. He straightened Jiaojiao's forehead hair that was wet with sweat, and asked slowly, "Jiaojiao, how did you become what you are now?"

Jiaojiao pointed to the table in the center of the living room, and replied innocently: "Jiaojiao."

Wei Lang followed the trend and found that it was an opened bottle of wine. He suddenly remembered that it seemed that on the first day, he saw the cork of the wine bottle being thrown on the ground, but he was not sure, so he tentatively said: " Did you drink, that's why you became like this?"

Jiaojiao nodded solemnly.

This shock was a bit big, Wei Lang pressed his forehead with a headache, it turned out that the wine was such a mistake, he was thinking, should he put away all the wine at home, in case something unexpected happened one day.

After a while, Wei Lang felt that he had almost calmed down, so he pressed Jiaojiao's shoulder, and then asked: "Then what happened to those clothes and teapots?"

As soon as Jiaojiao heard it, his eyes lit up like a small light bulb, and then he opened his arms and danced, making gestures, and kept saying "ahhhh".

Wei Lang read it for a long time as if he was listening to a scripture, but he didn't understand what Jiao Jiao wanted to express.

Seeing his bewildered reaction, Jiaojiao stomped his feet anxiously, pulled Wei Lang up and walked towards the TV, first pointed to the TV, then ran quickly to the bedroom, took out a pile of clothes and threw them at Wei Lang In front of him, he squatted down and did a scrubbing action, then hurriedly ran into the kitchen, took a cup and poured water, he was busy for a while, when he stopped, he turned his head and looked at Wei Lang expectantly, with big eyes Shining brightly like falling into a star.

Wei Lang followed behind him, watching TV and teacups, almost unable to turn his feet, and finally he was able to take a rest, and Jiao Jiao looked at him like this again, forcing him to think.

Wei Lang frowned and tried to recall what happened in the past two days, looking for the hidden connection: TV...clothes...teacup...

He was suddenly blessed, and clapped his hands in a sudden realization: it turns out that Jiaojiao is imitating the snail girl.

A few days ago, he was boorishly jumping on the sofa, and when he was jumping to a cartoon, Jiaojiao flew over with fluttering wings, landed on his shoulder and tilted his head to watch the screen. Wei Lang saw its focused expression. It looked like that, so I didn't turn the channel again, and watched it together.

Who would have thought that the influence of the snail girl would be so great, and the first thing Jiaojiao did after transforming into a human form was to put herself into it.

He walked up rather dumbfounded, hugged Jiaojiao, stroked his head and said dotingly: "Jiajiao, you are an owl, you can't become a snail girl. Besides, you are a boy. "

Jiaojiao tilted his head suspiciously. Although he became a human, he still retained some of the habits of an owl.

Seeing that he couldn't understand for a while, Wei Lang gave up, and was about to open his mouth to ask Jiaojiao if he was hungry, when he was interrupted by a roar from the other person's stomach.

There was a thunderous sound, echoing in the quiet room, Jiaojiao himself felt shy, and covered his face with lightning speed, leaving a gap between his two fingers, thinking that he had slipped out of it without anyone noticing. Look inside to see Wei Lang's reaction.

He couldn't see his innocent look when he blinked his eyelashes, pitiful and cute.

Afraid of offending him, Wei Lang stroked his soft stomach, and said with a smile, "After talking for so long, you should be hungry. I'll take you to eat."

Now that he has turned into a human form, the raw meat he ate before is probably useless, so Wei Lang immediately took Jiaojiao out for dinner.

He found an old dress and let Jiaojiao wear it temporarily, thinking about buying a few more after dinner.

As soon as he went out, Jiaojiao would touch here and there in a novel way, and when he saw the neon lights, he would lean over excitedly and shout, causing passers-by to look sideways, and then admired Jiaojiao's appearance.

Wei Lang was afraid that he would get lost, so he held Jiaojiao's hand tightly all the time. Even so, there were still many people watching along the way.

I really want to hide Jiaojiao at home, Wei Lang thought, but the most urgent thing is to teach him to speak first, I can't come and go with Jiaojiao all day long.

The street light on the opposite side suddenly turned green, and Wei Lang pulled up his corners and walked forward, and at the same time stepped into the life that was in dire straits.