I, Tyrannosaurus rex, raise cubs online [Transmigration Book]

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Wei Jing glanced at the pitiful wild boar, bent down, picked up the heavy dragon cub, and educated him righteously: "Student Xiaobao, do you know that your behavior would have been condemned in the past, You actually abused a pig!"

The boss said that this pig is the "nanny" he found for the dragon cub. Unfortunately, Qin Xiaobao obviously regards it as his new toy, and loves the baby milk powder produced by the system even more.

"Ah." Although the dragon boy didn't understand anything, he responded cooperatively, stretched his neck, and rubbed Wei Jing's chin with his bald head.

This is the hairless cub he has seen the most.

Wei Jing rubbed it back, remembered the task of knitting sweaters, and closed the door casually, and the wild boar, which had been "ravaged" for several hours, took advantage of the opportunity and shut the door, turned around and ran away with tears in his eyes.

"Ah." Dragon Cub yelled excitedly, as if reminding him that the pig had run away.

"Hey, that pig looks too ugly, Dad will find you a more interesting toy."

Wei Jing took out a bunch of colorful woolen balls, which were the cub toys that came with the stroller when he was exchanging them for the stroller. There were eight of them in total, one was burned by the little fireball of the dragon cub, and there were seven remaining, which happened to be Rainbow colors of red orange yellow green blue blue purple.

The dragon cub sat obediently on the bed, looking at the rainbow-colored ball of yarn, not interested, but looked at its cheap father eagerly, seeing him sitting cross-legged, and it also imitated his sitting posture curiously, but its feet were too big. Short, after trying for a long time, I couldn't cross my legs, but rolled on the bed a few times.

Wei Jing watched and laughed: "Student Xiaobao, how can you be so stupid?"

"what."

The dragon cub spread half of his body on the bed, and uttered the second syllable other than "ah". A larger ball of fire spit out from its mouth, and when it was about to land on the bed sheet, Wei Jing's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. With the fastest speed in his life, he flew forward and caught the fire!

"Phew, I was scared to death. This is a silk bed sheet. It's very expensive. If you burn it, I won't be able to pay for it!"

The flame lay in his palm, warm and hot.

Wei Jing blinked belatedly, and was surprised to find that this body didn't seem to be that useless, at least...he wasn't afraid of fire!

Dragon Cub's small fireball looks like a small ball, but its power is not small. For details, refer to the peonies, wool balls, and his pair of pants that have been turned into hole clothes.

"Ah." Dragon Cub opened his mouth happily, rushed forward, hugged Wei Jing's wrist, and swallowed the fireball in his palm, as contented as a child who just ate candy.

Wei Jing looked shocked: "...There is still such an operation!"

He reached out and touched the dragon cub's head, and a translucent dialog box appeared in front of him.

cub details

Name: Qin Xiaobao

Gender: unknown

Date of birth: April 2053, 2

Favorability: 12 points

Skills: Small Fireball, Small Fireball 2.0

There is a "Little Fireball 2.0" in the skill, which should refer to the fireball that Dragon Cub came out and swallowed just now.

Wei Jing stroked his chin and fell into deep thought: Such an obvious fire-breathing feature doesn't match Tyrannosaurus rex at all.

Shouldn't he have hinted to the boss at the right time that this cub is not the son of the two of them, but the "black egg" bought by the original Tu Shihua at a black market auction?

Then what's the big guy's reaction?

The son is not his own, and the wife is also a Western product, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

There was a crisp sound, which interrupted Wei Jing's fantasy. He looked back and found that the dragon cub was really holding the milk powder can, and he was biting down with enthusiasm. The small fangs easily pierced the aluminum foil shell. .

The dragon cub, who was completely unaware of what stupid thing he had done, was about to take a second bite when Wei Jing quickly separated it from the milk powder can.

"Ah." Weakly, he cried out unwillingly.

Wei Jing glanced at it suspiciously, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The dragon cub blinked at him innocently, Wei Jingjiong hurriedly went to make a bottle of milk powder for it.

According to the algorithm of eating six meals a day, this can of milk powder seems not enough for it to drink for three days!

Because the bottle is too big.

Wei Jing was a little worried. It was not easy for a novice dad to raise cubs online, especially when the dragon cub drank milk for the second time, his favorability did not increase.

He looked at his points balance eagerly, a lonely "4", as if implying that his future was bleak and dead end, and he felt extremely sad.

What should I do when the can of milk powder is finished?

The dragon cub is not yet full moon, so he naturally wants to continue to drink milk powder. He can't abuse the cub, so he can only work hard to accumulate points!Only in this way, he will be farther away from the [return ticket] with 888 points.

He looked at the dragon cub sentimentally, and muttered: "Cub, I sacrificed a lot for you. When you grow up, you must be filial to me. If your father bullies me, you must help me, you know ?"

"Gulu Gulu." Classmate Xiaobao sucked on the pacifier non-stop for a moment, flicking his tail lightly.

Wei Jing thought, it probably didn't understand and didn't care, took advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, took a ball of green wool, pulled out the end of the thread, carefully wrapped it around its neck, and beat it. a slipknot.

Knitting sweaters requires high-end technology and patience, and he, an otaku, naturally can't do it.

Besides, he didn't have a knitting needle, so——

As witty as he is, he thought of a brilliant strategy.

One circle, two circles, three circles...

The dragon cub who was drinking milk sat quietly on the bed, and was covered with a ball of wool by its cheap father, and wrapped countless circles from the neck. When the whole bottle of milk powder was finished, the orange red dragon There is already a green "little vest".

It is said to be a vest, but it is actually a circle of wool wrapped loosely on it.

"It doesn't seem to work just like this, it will fall."

Wei Jing rubbed his chin, picked up the ball of red wool, and lured the dragon cub softly: "Little treasure, don't move around, Dad will process your sweater again!"

The secondary processing is a troublesome thing. To fix the loose "vest", it needs to be criss-crossed like a woven cloth, and every circle must be worn again!

It took a lot of effort for Wei Jing to complete the processing of the two side lines. The green vest immediately had two red sides. Red skin, almost...

"The color is bold, the sword is slanted, it's beautiful." He nodded against his will.

Even if he went out, the boss who still did not forget to pay attention to his every move, looked quietly at the live broadcast on the screen of his mobile phone, turned his head and said to the old housekeeper who was traveling with him: "All colors are packed in one box."

The old butler responded respectfully and did so immediately.