Chapter 8 Live Petting
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Elvis thought back to his youth, when he'd just awakened, even weaker than his current cub form. He'd caught a cold and wasn't fully recovered, and he couldn't muster the mental strength to transform back into a human, so his parents had no choice but to take him to a veterinarian.
The doctor in that clinic was far less gentle and attentive than the girl.
They have a rational attitude towards work, while Tong Wanwan has a sense of responsibility and care that comes from the heart.
She really likes taking care of animals.
Forget it, let her be.
Thinking of this, the marshal, who was used to being alone, moved his ears and no longer felt embarrassed. Instead, he lowered his head and enjoyed Tong Wanwan's service as a matter of course.
Tong Wanwan wiped the little white lion's limbs and the little dust on its fur.
At this time, the little white lion had snow-white hair and bright eyes, and looked quite imposing, which was completely different from the dying appearance when it was first seen.
As she watched, Tong Wanwan couldn't help but stretch out her sinful hands, grabbed the little white lion and started stroking it wildly.
The little white lion looks like a ball of cotton, but its fur feels softer than cotton.
She could feel that the little white lion was frightened by her actions and its body was extremely stiff.
However, within a few minutes, Elvis was impressed by Tong Wanwan's superb fur-stroking technique. He lay comfortably in the warm nest, letting her caress him, and even made uncontrollable snoring sounds in his throat.
At this point, not only the system went crazy, but the people in the live broadcast room were also going crazy.
The system was ecstatic: [Wanwan! Our livestream has over 10,000 viewers!]
I thought it would be difficult to reach 5,000 views, but I didn’t expect it to be completed so quickly.
I didn’t expect the effect of the first live broadcast to be so good, the system’s tail is about to rise to the sky.
[Hey, I saw a lot of netizens praising Wanwan! ]
As for what was praised... out of selfishness, the system does not want to read it out.
Like "The little sister is so beautiful, lick her, lick her", "The sister's hands are so white and soft", "I have goose bumps, I am so happy that I turn into a beast", "I want to marry the anchor sister, turn into a beast and lie in the arms of the beauty and have my fur stroked"...
Countless netizens who had enabled perception sharing were captivated by Tong Wanwan's close-range beauty and hair-stroking techniques.
One dangerous statement after another made the system's brain race.
It now understood why the live broadcast room had such high views.
They are all a bunch of stupid netizens who covet the host's beauty!
Tong Wanwan was also very happy to hear the good news that the number of views exceeded 10,000.
However, she knew nothing about these barrages, and she didn't know that in a live broadcast room with the perception sharing function turned on, the audience could get about 60% "empathy".
In other words, while the host is petting the little lion, the 10,000 viewers will also experience the feeling of having their fur stroked.
That's why the audience in the live broadcast room sighed - 60% of the same feeling is already very comfortable, and wouldn't the little white lion who experienced 100% be enjoying the treatment of a god?
At this moment, the scene in the room was indescribably warm.
The little white lion raised its head and unknowingly moved closer and closer, its two front paws gently pressing on the girl's legs. The bright light shone on the girl's face, making her skin look even whiter, more extraordinary than that of an ordinary person.
Perhaps it was because she hadn't enjoyed the time spent with the little animals for the first time in a long time, Tong Wanwan couldn't help but curl her eyebrows and smile slightly.
Her smile is as sweet as ever, like the coolest summer breeze and the sweetest vanilla milkshake.
Sweet and healing.
Elvis was slightly stunned for a moment, still looking up at the girl, somewhat dazed.
(End of this chapter)
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