Han Ting was shocked.
She moved her mouth, wanting to say something, but Jiang Fuyue had already turned and left.
"Wang—"
Suddenly, Luo Weina, who was lying on the ground, jumped up and rushed towards Jiang Fuyue's back.
"Xiao Mang! Come back—" Han Ting was frightened and his face changed drastically.
But the dog turned a deaf ear.
Just when he thought that the next tragedy must be a tragedy, Luowei Na barked twice, stretched his hind legs, retracted his front legs, and just lay down in front of Jiang Fuyue, whimpering and whimpering.
Han Ting: "?"
Jiang Fuyue was stunned for a moment, looking at the dog blocking the way, she walked around.
In the next second, Rottweiler stood up and moved in front of her again, landed on the ground, hugged his front feet, slapped his big tongue, and looked like a dog, as if he was doing Gong Xi Fa Cai.
Jiang Fuyue moved away again, and it blocked it again.
"Aww..."
Han Ting reacted from the shock and scolded grass, this shameless silly dog!
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "You want me to touch you?"
"Wow!" The tail wagged.
"What if you bite me?"
"Aww..."
Jiang Fuyue wanted to leave, but it refused.
In the end, he rubbed against her feet and rolled, revealing his soft belly.
Han Ting ran forward and pulled the rope angrily: "Xiao Mang! Get up!"
"Aww..." Nope.
The young man's cheeks were flushed, and his ears were glowing, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Fuyue's expression: "You silly dog! How shameless you are? I'm so mad!"
"Woof!" Shameless, want to touch.
Han Ting wanted to use his strength, but he was reluctant, so he could only watch helplessly as the puppies he dragged with shit and piss acted coquettishly and cutely at the feet of the "enemy".
Boo! shameful!
"Okay, I'll break my neck any more." After Jiang Fuyue finished speaking, she squatted down and raised her hand to pat the dog's head.
Seeing this, Han Ting wanted to remind her that Xiao Mang hated others patting his dog's head, and usually he could only touch it, not pat it.
Before the results were spoken, Jiang Fuyue had already finished filming.
The key is!
That silly dog actually gave him a face, enjoyment, enjoyment!
Xiao Mang, if you are pierced by the soul, just blink, I will invite a Taoist priest for you.
"Wow!"
Jiang Fuyue patted it again.
"Wow..." began to roll.
Jiang Fuyue picked up the plastic toy shovel at his feet, shook it twice in front of Gouzi's eyes, and then threw it violently into the distance.
"Wang—" Rottweiler jumped out quickly, with strong limbs and a vigorous figure.
Jiang Fuyue withdrew her gaze, and turned to look at the young man: "The dog is not bad."
After saying that, he strode into the room.
What do you mean
The dog is nice, what about the person
Turning a corner and calling him inferior to a dog
When Xiao Mang came back shaking his head with a toy shovel in his mouth, he sniffed around, then the dog turned his head and stared at Han Ting.
"Wang—" Where's the person
"Silly dog! They sent you away and left."
"Wow woof—" Touch it!
"Smelly mangzi, I gave you the best food, the best accommodation, and even skipped class to take you out for a walk. One-third of the pocket money was spent on buying toys for you. Why haven't you ever flattered me so much? ?”
"Wang—"
"Why does she, Jiang Fuyue, have her pinch your dog's head or slap your dog's body? How did I raise a Stockholm dog like you?"
"Wow woof—"
Han Ting: "Get down on the ground! The dog's head stretched out! I want to shoot too!"
"Wow!" What a beautiful idea!
Han Ting: "Are you asking for a fight?"
"Woof!"
"Hey, did I say you owe it?" Han Ting raised his hand, trying to scare the dog.
As a result, it turned around decisively with the shovel in its mouth, and ran into the house.
Only a plump dog's butt is left to the teenager.
That's what he raised little by little with his pocket money to buy canned meat.
"Xiao Mang—you get out of here—" Han Ting was heartbroken!
pity…
Da da da, the dog has disappeared.
In the evening, Jiang Fuyue stayed at Han's house.
Knowing that she was coming today, the largest suite on the second floor was cleaned early and newly furnished.
"Let's go, I'll show you the room!" Han Heng was in high spirits.
Jiang Fuyue was pulled away from the chess game and ran straight upstairs.
The old man wished that the little girl's departure would give him enough time to think about what to do next.
There are chasing soldiers in front, and cliffs in the back...
What a headache!
Han Shen happened to pass by—
"Hey! Boss, come here."
Han Shen walked over: "What's wrong?"
"Help me look at this chess, what should I do next?"
"Isn't it good to ask for foreign aid? Yueyue will be back in a while."
"Cough! She hasn't come back yet, you can help me find out, she doesn't know either."
"Okay, let me take a look..."
A minute passed.
The old man: "How is it?"
Han Shen frowned: "I'll take another look."
Two minutes passed.
"how?"
"I haven't finished watching yet."
…
A full five minutes passed.
The old man couldn't sit still: "Can you do it?"
Han Shen looked helpless, and shook his head honestly: "No."
"?"
"Cough... Dad, I have a suggestion for you."
"Um?"
"Admit defeat, don't lose face."
The old man glared: "Fart—am I the kind of person who gives up easily?"
"Oh, then you can wait to be defeated."
"?"
"Hiss!" Han Qishan rubbed his chin, puzzled, "Who do you think Yueyue learned this move from?"
He asked himself that after decades of playing chess, no one could win him so badly.
Han Shen: "Anyway, Xiaoru doesn't play chess, and Jiang Da... probably can't either. Is it a hobby class?"
Han Qishan shook his head: "The interest class can't teach this level."
"Tsk, since you are curious, why don't you just ask Yueyue? Isn't it much simpler?"
"No, no, no... If I ask, won't it be the same as admitting that I am inferior to others? What is the difference between this and admitting defeat?"
The corner of Han Shen's mouth twitched: "Are you really inferior?"
"..." Raising you is better than raising a watermelon rind!
"You study it slowly, anyway, I have nothing to do." After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran walked away.
The old man's expression darkened.
At this time, Han Ke passed by holding the computer.
Han Qishan's old eyes suddenly brightened: "Second brother, you come..."
Han Ke stood still: "?"
"Come here!"
"Uh... It's better to keep this distance." I always feel that there is no good thing to get together.
"No... it's so far away, how do you watch chess?"
"What chess?"
"Come here, I'm with Yueyuexia, help me see where to go."
Only then did Han Ke walk over, bowing his head and sweeping: "What else is there to think about?"
"You thought of it?!"
"Um."
Han Qishan rubbed his hands, his eyes showed hope: "Quickly tell me, which step is the next step?"
"casual."
"ha?"
Han Ke: "Play whatever you want, anyway, black will lose, so what is there to struggle for?"
Han Qishan: "..." This is not as good as watermelon rind!
"Fuck off! One or two won't work."
Han Ke lightly dropped a sentence: "You are not the same..."
After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly before the old man lost his temper.
Looking at the inevitable defeat in front of him, Han Qishan sighed continuously. It would be great if the previous step still had the up-up step, and the up-up-up step didn't go down like this...
etc!
He rolled his eyes, there is a way!
…
second floor.
Han Heng held the doorknob: "Are you ready? I'm going to push! You will definitely like it very, very much..."
Jiang Fuyue blinked.
"Dangdangdangdang—" Han Yingdi has his own dubbing sound effect.
The moment the door opened, a piece of pink came into view.
Pink curtains, pink wardrobes, pink sheets and quilts, and pink carpets, those who knew it thought it was a bedroom, those who didn't know thought it was a candy house by mistake.
In addition, light strips are embedded around the ceiling, some music is played, and the disco is played on the spot every minute.
However, these are not the most exaggerated, the most exaggerated is the pile of big and small, colorful and different plush toys in the corner!
With a howl, Han Heng rushed over and smashed his whole body into the pile of dolls. He had a long-haired rabbit in his left hand and a teddy dog in his right hand, and frantically masturbated.
His face was still pale, and his eyes were intoxicated.
"How about it, do you like it? I personally selected these, brought them up, and arranged them one by one. Does it feel like I own the whole world?"
Jiang Fuyue: "..." She didn't feel that she owned the whole world, but she felt that Han Heng sitting in the plush pile seemed to have the whole world.
"Why don't you talk? Do you think there are too few? It doesn't matter. I even bought fifty online, and they will be delivered tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, hehe..."
Jiang Fuyue: "!" Help!
"That... I haven't finished playing chess yet, so I'll go down first."
"Don't, you can visit again, don't worry."
The corner of Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
I can only walk around the whole room, during which Han Heng has been stuck in the pile of plush.
Finally seeing that Jiang Fuyue really wanted to leave, he reluctantly got up.
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