The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

Yes, it doesn't matter.

Thinking this way, the big white tiger didn't move his head, but squinted his eyes to enjoy the young man's massage.

Jian Qiuran skillfully rubbed the tiger's head, rubbed its belly, and once served, the comfortable big white tiger was soft all over, and its animal eyes were slightly narrowed. It had long since given up that bit of stiffness.

Jian Qiuran rubbed the plush and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want for dinner?"

The big white tiger said without hesitation: "Meat."

As expected, Jian Qiuran reached out to the bedside table, took out her mobile phone, and sat on the white belly to order food.

The big white tiger who lost his massage was displeased at first, and then he regained his senses. His fluffy face suddenly sank, and he felt that he was becoming more and more useless. He didn't even resist this low-level temptation, and even almost lost his mind... Speaking of this would probably make the enemy laugh out loud!

No, he must control his body as soon as possible, and throw away all these habitual hidden dangers.

The young man suddenly fell down, raised his mobile phone and said, "There is no seafood platter today, do you want to eat seafood big coffee?"

The big white tiger immediately barked: "Eat."

The young man continued to order with this posture: "Spicy chicken or beggar's chicken?"

Big White Tiger: "Beggar Chicken."

Youth: "I really want to eat roasted whole lamb, but I'm afraid I won't be able to eat too much."

Big White Tiger: "I haven't eaten for six days."

The young man made a decision: "Okay, I will order with your words."

The big white tiger was very satisfied, and in a blink of an eye, he put his thoughts behind him, and stared at the screen to order food with the young man head to head, and his whining sound became softer and softer.

Jian Qiuran is used to acting like a baby, so she didn't notice any problem at all. She swiped her finger across the screen to order a lot of food, and placed an order for payment.

The restaurant is directly accessible, and it takes at least two hours to calculate the time between the pot and the road.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jian Qiuran led the big white tiger to the bathroom to take a bath and wash up, and drenched the big white tiger from head to tail with the shower.

The big white tiger is not afraid of water. It can even rub its claws by itself when soaking in the bathtub honestly.But it is not used to being bathed by others, especially when the young man rubs his tail, his whole body is stiff and restless, and he has to endure it so that he does not struggle.

Jian Qiuran thought it was afraid of water, so she comforted her, "You're almost as big as the bathtub, so what are you afraid of?"

The big white tiger whined righteously: "I'm not afraid."

Jian Qiuran: "Aren't you afraid you're still so stiff?"

Big White Tiger: "I'm just not used to it."

Jian Qiuran: "This is not your first time taking a bath, why are you not used to it?"

Big White Tiger: "..."

It opened its mouth and found that it had nothing to refute.

Indeed, this was the first time for it, but it was a very common thing for the youth and it who had not recovered its memory before... It turned out that they were already so close, eating and living together, and even bathed many times.

The big white tiger was inexplicably annoyed, his face was wrinkled and he didn't speak.

Jian Qiuran thought it was exposed and embarrassed, and said amusedly and helplessly: "I won't laugh at you for being timid, don't think about it, close your eyes."

"I'm not timid." The big white tiger muttered, but closed his eyes obediently.

"Yes, yes, you are not timid." Jian Qiuran responded, and slowly rushed to the shower gel.

The project of bathing the big white tiger is too huge. After rinsing, blowing hair, and brushing teeth, the doorbell outside has already rang, and the delivery person has arrived.

Jian Qiuran signaled it to brush its teeth and not to go out, just wiped its hands and walked out.

The big white tiger immediately whined, bit his clothes and dragged him back.

Jian Qiuran was staggered and turned around in doubt: "Why?"

Big White Tiger: "Your clothes are wet."

Jian Qiuran looked down.When bathing the big white tiger, his body was inevitably splashed with water. The summer clothes were light and thin, and the outline of the wet sticking body was clearly visible.

It's nothing...

Jian Qiuran grabbed her clothes and was about to leave the bathroom.

The big white tiger got a little angry, wrapped his tail around his ankles, and said seriously: "You change your clothes!"

Jian Qiuran stomped her feet, trying to struggle away: "I'll change it after I pick it up."

Big White Tiger: "No, you change now."

The doorbell was still ringing outside, Jian Qiuran had no choice but to be pressed by the big white tiger to change into a sweater, spread her hands and said, "Is it alright?"

The big white tiger was reluctantly satisfied, let go of his tail and let him go.

Jian Qiuran didn't know what it was blowing, locked the bedroom door, and hurried to meet the food delivery.

The delivery guy is a little brother, standing at the door with a heavy suitcase on his back, he has already taken out his mobile phone and is about to make a call, when he sees someone coming out, he hastily said: "Hi, I'm the delivery guy of Xinrui Restaurant, please show the delivery code. "

Jian Qiuran handed over her mobile phone. After scanning the QR code for verification, the other party entered the dining room with the box on her back, took out the orders one by one, said "I wish you a pleasant meal" and left in a hurry.

Jian Qiuran locked the door, went to the bathroom and released the big white tiger after washing, opened the lid of the box, placed the tableware, and had a formal meal.

The table was full of hard dishes, and the hot aroma was tangy. The color alone challenged the nerves of the stomach that hadn't eaten for six days.

But... the big white tiger didn't sort out the memory of the meal, so it can only stare at the tableware engraved with the head of the cerebellar ax that seems to belong to it, and dare not stretch its claws.

How did it actually eat?Can the meat pad hold the rice fork?If I directly ask the young man, is he revealing his secrets?If a young man knows that he is not the original, he will definitely alienate himself, right?

Whether it is the noisy little white tiger or the clingy and coquettish big white tiger, they all have a deep bond with the youth. On the contrary, it is more like an outsider when it is sober. If it is found that it is not the original, the youth will definitely not treat it like this. His face will also be full of indifference...

Just when the big white tiger was thinking wildly, Jian Qiuran had already found out what was wrong with him, and asked concerned: "Why don't you eat? Are you uncomfortable?"

The big white tiger came back to his senses, stared at the young man for a second, lowered his head and said: "No, it's just..." He hesitated for a second, then continued: "My memory is a bit confused, I don't remember how I ate."

Jian Qiuran paid attention slightly: "What is the state of your memory now?"

Dabaihu said: "All memories are mixed together, falling apart, like revolving lanterns and kaleidoscopes, it is difficult to connect them together."

Jian Qiuran pondered; "It should be because the integration is not completed, don't worry, if you can't remember it, you can ask me."

He paused, and continued: "You used to eat with a rice fork wrapped around its tail. The fork that can be moved on the table is moved away, and the meat pad that cannot be removed pushes the plate to divide half."

This is the obedient and more elegant way of eating by the big white tiger.If it was a little white tiger...they would jump around like bandits and scramble to eat.

The big white tiger nodded thoughtfully, and wrapped its tail around the rice fork.I thought it would be very unfamiliar, but the body has its own memory, and the whole process of eating is very smooth, as if he has done this countless times.

It's amazing.

Obviously no memory yet, yet inexplicably familiar.

It seems that the self who has lost his memory has had meals with young people many times.

The big white tiger swallowed half of the sweet and sour fish expressionlessly, wrinkling his face from the sourness.

After the meal, Jian Qiuran cleaned up the kitchen, and the big white tiger who got in the way was driven to the living room to watch TV, so he could only watch him quietly from the corner of his eye.

The light in the kitchen is beige, bright and not glaring. It casts a warm light on the moving figure of the young man, softening the whole person.With his head down, his beautiful black eyes were focused and serious, he washed and cut for a long time, and when he came out, he came out with two plates of fruit.

The big white tiger immediately looked away, pretending that he was watching TV seriously.

Jian Qiuran didn't say a word, she put the fruit plate in front of it, and she held another plate by herself, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating and watching TV.

Acquainted and natural.

The big white tiger didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy, so he could only eat fruit in silence and watch TV with the young man.

The starry sky outside the window is bright, and the dark night turns the window into a one-way mirror, clearly reflecting the bright lights in the living room, the noisy and fierce figures in the TV, and the people and beasts living together quietly outside the TV, harmonious and warm.

The big white tiger looked up accidentally, stared blankly for a while, and suddenly understood why the original self liked this place and this person.

If it is placed in this kind of environment, it will definitely like the young people here too.

Even, now it has begun to be reluctant.

……

Probably because he slept during the day, Jian Qiuran didn't feel sleepy until ten o'clock in the evening, but his body couldn't stay up late, so he could only get up to take a shower, changed into pajamas and fell on the bed tossing and turning.

The big white tiger nest watched from one side, silently leaning over to reveal its belly.

Jian Qiuran was not polite, she nestled on the white belly and rubbed it again and again, but she still didn't feel sleepy, and even started to play with the fluff, rubbing it and pulling it.

The big white tiger had no choice but to gently pat his hand off, circle him tighter, and beckon him to sleep quickly.

Relying on its good temper, Jian Qiuran kicked on its belly and ran away, lying on the bed unhappy, "I can't sleep."

The big white tiger dragged the man back with its tail around his ankles, and pressed on the white belly——according to the fragmented memory sorted out, the young man should like the white belly very much, and he often sleeps on it.

But today it doesn't work.Jian Qiuran still couldn't fall asleep, and the longer she lay in bed, the more awake she became.

He gradually became irritable, got up and wanted to turn on the computer and brew for a while before going to sleep.

The big white tiger hooked his clothes and dragged him back, took the stereo and pushed it in front of him.Didn't I just listen to music and fall asleep in the morning, so it must be okay now.

Jian Qiuran pursed her lips, held the stereo in both hands and fiddled with it for a long time, finally found the sleep aid channel, playing thunderstorm weather.

The dull thunder and the patter of raindrops merge together to create a drowsy look on a rainy day, trying to mobilize people's laziness.

The big white tiger circled the man on his belly, buried his head in the fluff, and told him to close his eyes and go to sleep.If the young man resisted, he would use a pad to press him down, cover his eyes with his tail, and force him to fall asleep.

Jian Qiuran: "..."

He grabbed the big white tiger's ears unhappily, and muttered, "You've already learned how to bully me, haven't you?"

The big white tiger whined, "Go to sleep."

Jian Qiuran wanted to struggle, but the big white tiger was already prepared, put more effort into encircling it, patted his buttocks with its hind paws, and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

Jian Qiuran: "..."