When the cage was just opened, the tigress lying in the corner moved.
The students watching around immediately shouted in panic.
Gu Nuoer's voice was soft and soft, and she said: "Big Meow, you have to be good and don't scare everyone."
As soon as she finished speaking, the tigress lay down obediently again.
Its round, ice-blue eyes are as cute as a kitten waiting for its owner's mercy.
Gu Nuoer held the little white tiger in his arms.
After receiving the little master's embrace, the little tiger immediately gave Gu Nuo'er a head.
She happily threw her legs up in the air, making milky and milky sounds in her mouth.
Those round ice-blue eyes would glance at Ye Siming next to him from time to time.
Probably sensing the little white tiger's provocation, Ye Siming lowered his eyes, crossed his arms and sneered.
He could crush this kind of thing to death with just one hand.
If he wasn't afraid of the little guy crying, he would have been rude a long time ago.
However, because Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming were standing very close to each other, the little white tiger ignored it when it saw Ye Siming.
He actually stretched out his little head and bit Ye Siming's sleeve.
It was not afraid of Ye Siming's dangerous aura, biting his sleeve, shaking its little head twice, and making a whimpering sound from its mouth.
Steal your little master and bite him!
When the tigress saw her young son provoking a big shot in the cage, she stood up hurriedly and turned around uneasily.
The students around him couldn't help but move closer, and they all sighed at the little white tiger in Gu Nuoer's arms.
"Princess, your little white tiger is so cute! I wish I could have one too."
"I want to touch it. Does it bite?"
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly, touched the little white tiger's head with her little hand, and happily introduced it to her classmates.
He didn't notice at all that the little tiger in his arms almost ripped out a hole in Ye Siming's sleeve.
Ye Siming finally couldn't bear it anymore and reminded through gritted teeth: "Gu, Nuo, son, this cat is too presumptuous."
Gu Nuoer then turned her little face and looked at the little white tiger who was "fighting" on Ye Siming's sleeve with her big eyes.
She laughed loudly and used her little hands to save Ye Siming's sleeve.
"Xiao Meow, you can't be so rude. Please apologize to Brother Siming!"
The little white tiger stretched out its pink-padded paw, slapped Ye Siming on the arm.
The big wolf that robs the little master, beat him!
Ye Siming's face showed that he had exhausted his patience, but when he saw Gu Nuoer's increasingly sweet and cute smile, he softened a little.
He sneered coldly: "I really don't know what the benefits are of raising this kind of thing. It can neither hunt nor protect people, it can only amuse people."
Gu Nuoer puffed up her cheeks and her lips were pink: "Brother Siming, don't be too strict, Xiaomei is still a baby!"
The little white tiger is naughty, likes to bite things, and is very destructive.
But it doesn't bite people. This is probably because it is familiar with Gu Nuoer and knows that people are good.
The classmates who were watching around became a little bolder, and they all came closer and stroked the top of the little white tiger's head one by one.
The fur is soft, just like a newborn kitten, very cute.
Some didn't dare to reach out, but Gu Nuo'er didn't forget to hold the little white tiger over and encourage them with a soft voice.
For a time, everyone was very fond of the little princess and her pet.
If it weren't for the princess, everyone wouldn't be able to see such a precious white tiger!
Students from surrounding classes heard the news and quickly gathered here.
For a time, there was endless discussion of poems with the theme of white tiger.
Some students with superb painting skills used ink smoothly on the spot to depict the white tiger in great detail.