green
Fu Sichen just wanted to laugh at Wang Youquan.
"You feel so deeply?" With a movement of his body, Fu Sichen shook off Wang Youquan's hand and mocked mercilessly, "What? You have worn a cuckold so many times that you have become a habit?"
Wang Youquan, who fought against the five scumbags: "..."
The Persian cat, which was still squeaking and pushing the pastoral dog, now noticed their presence. Looking back at Fu Sichen, he was quite curious.
We had agreed to take a photo, but why did this person bother to come back at noon
Completely unconsciously, Pei Zhen meowed. Fu Sichen stepped closer, with a green smile: "If I didn't come back, how would I know that you had made new friends? And you brought them home? We have deep feelings."
Pei Zhen: "..."
Inexplicably, the more he listened to Fu Sichen's words, the more wrong he became. I suddenly noticed a hint of resentment from it, which was also very scary.
Just when Pei Zhen didn't know how to respond, the fat bird next to him suddenly chirped, breaking the silence.
"so hot!"
"Tiantiantian, the phantom limb needs to be hard!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, Actor Fu please fuck me!"
Pei Zhen, who could fully understand the birdsong, had three black lines on his head.
Incomprehensible.
Why did Yiniao, who was quite calm before, go crazy after meeting Fu Sichen? Moreover, it is a phantom limb and it is on top. To be honest, can't you be more reserved as a bird
Pei Zhen felt quite uncomfortable and glanced at Fat Bird: "Put away your phantom limbs, you can't overcome the barrier of race."
"So what." The bird screamed until his voice almost became hoarse, "At least we are both males! How can we fall in love if we have different genders!"
Pei Zhen: ... What a meow. Is this bird still a male? !
The dying pastoral dog lying on the ground: If you keep talking, I will really die.
Fortunately, Pei Zhen knew what was important at the moment and ignored the stupid bird. He turned to look at Fu Sichen again, indicating that he should pay attention to the pastoral dog on the ground.
"This dog." Fu Sichen also noticed the injuries on the pastoral dog, and subconsciously tightened his eyebrows, "It's so seriously injured..."
"Really." Wang Youquan also looked over with a troubled expression, "Si Chen, your Persian cat not only bit the dog, but now it wants to hide the body as evidence to extinguish the crime."
"Get out." After choking Wang Youquan rudely, Fu Sichen squatted down and gently brushed away the dog's hair. He was covered with scars, and blood clots had condensed in some places. "This wound is more like a man-made wound."
The pastoral dog was really seriously injured.
We didn’t even have enough food, let alone hygiene. I also had incontinence last night, and now my whole body smells sour.
It's hard for Fu Sichen and Wang Youquan not to complain about this. Fat Bird was moved to tears and said that Fu Sichen was a banished immortal who came to the world.
As for Pei Zhen, his mood is also quite complicated. I don’t want to admit Fu Sichen’s excellence, but he is really excellent!
"He must see a doctor immediately." Fu Sichen made a decision immediately, "Youquan, you contact the veterinarian. I will carry him into the room."
"Okay, okay."
**
With the injured dog in front, Fu Sichen and Wang Youquan couldn't even care about the fat bird. The vet who had previously seen the Persian cat had yet another urgent emergency visit.
That's right, the owner of the emergency pet is still Fu Sichen.
"It's not my dog." Fu Sichen looked cold and spoke solemnly, "I only want Pei Pei. I'm very attentive."
Pei Zhen and Wang Youquan: "..."
are you crazy!
The veterinarian's mood was also quite complicated: "Oh."
(End of chapter)