cute husband is happy

The ice and snow melted, the trees sprouted, the flowers bloomed, and the grass was luxuriant.

The change of seasons in Sanyuexing always comes very quickly. When the Zhuhu Lake swells, the canal floods with many fresh fish, and the Yiyan people have a lot of fun fishing for fish.

As the pet of the clan witch, the little brown hair is loved and taken care of by the whole Chiyue City, especially the little orcs, who have to feed them to save their rations to satisfy their hunger.

Ning Miao was worried at first whether the little brown-haired beard would have gastrointestinal dysfunction if he ate Hesai, but later found out that this guy's stomach might be related to a black hole, like an underfed dog, who will always have a devout and persistent love for food.

It's a pity that the little brown fur grows too fast, it looks different every day, and it changes drastically in three days. It's only been ten days, and the little guy has grown into a big guy, and it's about to catch up to the size of an adult cheetah. Ning Miao is very sad. I can't stuff it into my arms, rub it flat, pinch it round and pluck my hair wantonly.

The Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Agriculture have recently mobilized the whole city to reclaim the prairie outside Xuanwu Gate, leveling out nearly a thousand acres of land, [-] acres of seedlings, [-] acres of cassava, [-] acres of hearts, [-] acres of ginger, and [-] acres of Sour pepper, ten acres of garlic, half an acre of fire bites, and five acres of other wild vegetables and grass seeds. Because of his undying love for flour, Ning Miao insisted on setting aside five acres of land for rye, and allocated another fifty acres to the pharmacy. What to plant? Huhe and poisonous words are decided by themselves.

The land where the sewage pond is located is used to grow water melons. Ning Miao has not forgotten the lesson of Fengsha City. There is a cover made of god mud on the sewage pond, which can effectively curb water melons with too tenacious vitality and overdeveloped roots, and keep the scale within ten acres. On the left and right sewage tanks.

Ning Miao calculates the harvest at home. With 20 catties of seeds per mu, [-] catties can be harvested. Cassava and red peaches can be grown for at least three seasons, let alone hundreds of thousands of catties. Vitamins, with these can barely cope.

Ning Miao didn't want to raise livestock in captivity for the time being. The domestication process of wild animals is too long, and it won't be effective in a short time. Moreover, there is no modern disinfection and medical technology. The result of raising a lot of animals is that the plague is rampant. That would be a big loss.

At the end of the inspection tour of Beimen Farm, Ning Miao suddenly had a whim and immediately called for Spear. In addition to the task of planting ten miles of windproof and sand-fixing forests outside Baihumen, which was previously assigned to the Urban Construction Department, the Ning Dazu witch added one more without any psychological burden, " Spear, there should be green plants in the city, and fruit trees are the best, but the use of seeds is too slow, the city construction department will be in charge, let Honghong and Xiaojiao help, as long as they are edible and non-toxic, they can be transplanted directly."

"Oh, by the way, both the tree lizard tribe and the green-bellied tribe belong to the tree family. They must have experience or methods of transplanting. You can ask Wei Ya and Yao Ling for advice if you have nothing to do."

The spear is against the sand, and I really want to complain, I am fine, I have something to do every day, I don’t have time to accompany Xiao Liuxue recently, life can’t go on... No, Xiao Liuxue likes the farm very much, and always follows Bai Niu ran behind, and laughed happily when he fell all over the mud.

No matter how tired Mao is, it's worth it. With Lord Ning around, the future of Chiyue City, which can almost be foreseen by the eyes, must be beautiful.

The beetle is also very sad recently, the little brown hair has completely squeezed the favorable position next to Mr. Ning, which made the captain of the personal guard extremely disappointed.

Ning Miao enjoyed the time of walking home from the farm, the little brown fur circled around her, her short tail wagging non-stop.

When he was tired from walking, the little brown hair would obediently lie down. Ning Miao tried to sit a few times, and the little brown hair had no problem at all, so he felt at ease and let out a strong aura of someone who had ridden a tiger.

Moreover, the little brown hair usually jumps and jumps without a fixed shape. As long as Ning Miao sits on it, she will immediately become honest and walk steadily step by step, without rushing or slowing down.

Ning Miao was very satisfied.

Back home, the little brown hair bared its teeth and roared away the captain of the guards outside the door. The beetle was stunned to hear the meaning of "you go away, I will protect Lord Ning" from the roar of the tiger. Of course, the beetle ignored the little brown hair threaten.

But the guy turned his head and complained to Lord Ning, like a cat meowing, Ning Miao couldn't hear three times, and lost his principled position, "Beetle, you go back, I'm fine."

After countless lessons of blood and tears, Beetle was defeated again in the field of Shura, which was competing with Little Brown Hair for favor, and left angrily.

Finally, the light bulb was driven away, and the little brown hair enjoyed the two-person world with the chief priest of Chiyue City to himself, happily rolling around on the ground.

Ning Miao is used to it, and it is not surprising that her little brown hair is really different, and she cannot be treated with the eyes of a wild beast. A wild beast with a smart mind is called a spirit beast.

"Little brown hair, come here." Ning Miao sat at the table and waved, "Let Dad touch you if you are full?"

The little brown hair obeyed Ning Miao's words, and obediently ran to Ning Miao's separated legs in small steps, stood up and put his front paws on Ning Miao's shoulders, so that the little clan witch could stroke its soft belly.

It feels good to the touch, very elastic, bulging, and the soft belly is the weak point of the beast. Ning Miao stroked the weak point back and forth, and she was in a good mood.

Uh, I touched and felt something hard. Ning Miao quickly withdrew her hand and clasped her hands together. My Buddha is merciful, sin is sin, has the little brown hair entered the estrus period?

Recalling the familiar voice in my mind: Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, and it’s mating season again. The male sea turtle lay on the female sea turtle and made a hearty sound...

Father Ning was worried, his son was growing up, and he had to find a way to find a partner for Little Brown.

After dinner, just a bowl of stir-fried wild vegetables, and the rest of the barbecue in the morning, Ning Miao ate absent-mindedly, and Xiao Zongmao resolutely refused to eat half a piece of green vegetables, but the barbecue that Ning Miao couldn't eat was rounded up, leaving no crumbs.

Ning Miao didn't stop him. He discovered that the little brown hair can eat human food. It is not afraid of salty or sweet, but it doesn't like spicy food.

I remember that Ah Yi and Brother Bing didn’t like spicy food either, so if they put more Huobiter, they would frown when they ate, but they pretended to be nonchalant, because Ning Miao loved spicy food. Looking back now, Xiaozu Wucai I found that there is a lot of warmth in some small details.

Ning Miao's black eyes were dim, and he was depressed. After washing in a hurry, he went into the bedroom and lay down on the primordial stone bed. According to past experience, if the gate of memory is opened, it will occupy the brain like a torrent, which is very easy. Insomnia.

Therefore, sleep must be cultivated early.

The little brown hair got up from the water tank nest, and climbed straight onto the primordial stone bed of the owner. Mao's head gently rubbed against Ning Miao's chest, opened his mouth, and gave Ning Miao every inch of his head to his stomach with his slightly rough tongue. Licked all over.

A little cold, a little itchy, Ning Miao didn't realize how weird the tiger's posture was lying on his body, and could only silently feel the little brown hair's desire to comfort her.

Stretching out his hands to rub the two round ears on the tiger's head, the tears that had flowed to the corners of his eyes were forced back. Ning Miao murmured in a hoarse voice, "A Yi said, I am the best gift given to him by the gods. , Xiao Zongmao, are you a gift from Ah Yi? You are also the best, bar none."

The little brown hair suddenly became uneasy, twisted its body, and let out a short whine from its throat.

"Son, what's wrong?" Ning Miao raised her body halfway and turned on the fluorite lamp by the bed, "Little brown hair?"

Under the light, the little brown hair's eyes sparkled, and the color of the eyes gradually changed from light brown to blue gold. Finally, the little brown hair looked at Ning Miao sadly, trembling three times, and passed out.

Ning Miao was startled, and quickly picked up the tiger's head and shook it to find no response. She couldn't help being anxious, listening to the heartbeat and breathing, and when she was about to call someone, the little brown hair let out a long snort.

Uh, Ning Miao is speechless, son, just sleep when you sleep, don't be scary.

It was so easy for the little brown hair to pick it up and put it back in the water tank. After some exercise, Ning Miao was so tired that she was sweating profusely. She lay back on the bed again, but she didn't expect to think about anything. With the little brown hair snoring, she had no dreams all night and slept soundly. Fragrant and sweet.

Waking up the next day, Ning Miao stretched. After a good night's sleep, she was full of energy and habitually glanced at the little brown hair.

What the hell?Where is my son?