looked at Lang Mo, who was jumping in place in fright. The girl hurriedly squatted down and patted the big black dog's back, signaling it to be quiet, and the big black dog squatted honestly at the girl's feet, but the two green eyes were still staring at Lang Mo.

I saw the big black dog quiet down. He wiped the sweat on his head and said to the girl, "Hey, I said, why is your dog so fierce?" The girl glanced at him and said lightly: "Who are you? Why have I never seen you?" Our black tiger, as long as you don't mess with it, it never takes the initiative to bite people!" Lang Mo was very unconvinced: "It doesn't matter who I am, as the saying goes: a good dog doesn't get in the way!" But your black dog can't block my way, it stands in the middle of this road, of course I have to drive it away. Am I wrong?"

After hearing this, the corners of the girl's mouth suddenly turned up and a laugh like a silver bell sounded: "Who said that my black tiger is in the way? In this village, as long as it meets a living person, it will first look at your appearance and see if you are a bad person! If it is a good person, it will give way! If it is a bad person, it will block the middle of the road, and since it will not get out of the way, then it means that you are still a bad person! Say, you are not a thief! Only thieves will wander around in the middle of the night! Say quickly! Otherwise, I will let the black tiger bite you!"

As soon as Lang Mo heard this, he was so angry in his chest! He really couldn't imagine that this beautiful woman in front of him was so unreasonable! But he didn't dare to attack casually! The big black dog in front of him was looking at him with fierce eyes. He sighed, spread his hands and said, "Okay, even if you are reasonable, your black dog is also a good dog! But good men don't fight with women! I admit it tonight! It's all right, right?" After speaking, he raised his head and bypassed this girl, and was about to go back to school! The girl stopped in front of him: "Why do good men not fight with women? It's because you're wrong first! I don't think you're a good person! You haven't told me who you really are?!"

I met such a messy beauty. Lang Mo felt that he couldn't cry or laugh. When he was bitten by a dog, not only did he not get any comfort! On the contrary, he had to be interrogated like a night thief! Moreover, he was interrogated by a woman! An evil aura suddenly skewered into his head for no reason! He stood up straight, took a few steps back, and waved his fists and said: "I really don't bother to tell you tonight, come on! Let your dog out and see if I can clean it up!?" Seeing Lang Mo's posture, the girl was stunned, and then pointed at Lang Mo and laughed, leaning forward and backward with a smile.

Her smile alarmed an old couple in the room next to her. When they heard the voice, they opened the door and came to the door, squinting their eyes and looking at the two people standing in the street, and the old man said: "Zimei, you wild girl, who are you arguing with? What are you arguing with in the middle of the night? Don't let people sleep! Wait for your father to come back, be careful of what I sue you." The old man's words immediately frightened this Zimei: "Uncle Le, it's okay, it's okay, I'm talking to a.... A friend chats, and it's good for a while. Go back to sleep. The old man muttered: "This dead girl, do you have such a chat?" and release the black tiger." The whole village could hear it, and it was getting more and more disagreeable!" Holding the old woman's hand, he turned around and closed the door and continued to sleep.

After the two good people returned to the house, this Zimei gently patted her chest with her hand and breathed a long sigh of relief. But Lang Mo was happy: "Aha, beauty, when you are still afraid, tell me, who is your father? Otherwise, uncle, I will spend time with you tonight!" Zimei: "Compete with me! You are not close enough!" I want to know who my father is? Why should I tell you! No way!" "In that case, it's okay not to tell me, but you have to apologize!" "Apologize!? No way! I'll let you go tonight! Black Tiger, let's go into the house, ignore him!" After speaking, he took the black dog into a big room on the side of the street.

Looking at the back of Zimei hurriedly entering the house, Lang Mo shook his head, he was really depressed tonight! He was actually bitten by a dog! Wiping the painful places on his body, he found that his shirt had also been torn several times by the big black dog, and there seemed to be blood stains on it, he sniffed it with his nose, it was the smell of blood! He was even more depressed. 'Damn black dog, I'm going to cook you someday!' he said through gritted teeth as he walked.

Just a few steps away, there was a cry from behind Zimei: "Slow! You wait a while!" Lang Mo frowned and turned back and said, "What, you still want to let your big black dog come out and bite me?" Zimei: "If you continue to wander around in the middle of the night, it will be a matter of time before you are bitten by a dog, come into my house!" Lang Mo was puzzled: "What are you doing?" Zimei smiled: "Why don't you do it! Why, you don't dare!"

Provoked by the beauty, Lang Mo shook off his footsteps, and followed Zimei to her home in three or two feet. Zimei's home is also an ancient mansion similar to Village Chief Wang's house, but their home has a much more modern atmosphere. The murals in that hall are all artistic modern landscape paintings, and there are many fashionable pictures of beautiful women in the middle. In addition, there are several new yellow leather sofas on both sides of the hall. When Lang Mo sat on it, it was full of elasticity.

When Lang Mo sat down, Zimei also came in from the backyard of the hall. He holds a small white porcelain vase with a red cloth lid. At this moment, Lang Mo paid attention to the appearance of this hot girl: her skin was a little unusual, ruddy and delicate, and seemed to have a bit of bronze, a delicate round face, and a very straight nose. With a smile, the faint dimples are particularly noticeable. Her eyes are bright and with a hint of cunning, extremely clear, as if she can see through the soul at a glance, especially her extremely youthful and elegant figure, the lines are very uniform and graceful, light steps, curvaceous, and with a thin pale yellow undershirt and a pair of dark leggings, it looks even more charming. The only downside is that she has a big jet-black braid, which seems to spoil some of the beauty. 'If only she had her hair scattered!' Lang Mo said secretly.

Zimei lifted the lid of the small porcelain vase, came to Lang Mo's side and said, "Take off your shirt!" Lang Mo glared: "Why do you want to take off your clothes!" "If you are told to take it off, you will take it off! How can you look like a girl! Zimei leaned in front of Lang Mo: "I bowed down and looked carefully at the scars on Lang Mo's chest.

Zimei looked at it for a while. Facing a strange young man with a topless body, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, and then smiled: "It's okay, you're lucky! You haven't been bitten by the black tiger, it's all scratches, you have thick skin and meat troughs, and you don't even need medicinal powder!" After everything was done, Zimei clapped her hands and said, "Okay, you can go!" Lang Mo got up and said, "That's pretty much it, thank you! Farewell! By the way, you are alone at home?" "What's the matter with you?" Zimei replied. "Good people are not rewarded!" Lang Mo smiled bitterly.

Walk to the door. Zimei stopped him again and said, "If my estimate is correct, you are the new wolf principal, right! The big guys all say that you are very powerful! But in my eyes, you are not bad, but that's it! Goodbye!" Leaving this sentence, she stretched out a thumbs up to Lang Mo, slowly, looking at Lang Mo, her hand shook, flipped, and the thumb facing up immediately turned down, after making this gesture, she stuck out her tongue and made a strange face, and closed the door with a bang.

At the gate, only the ignorant Lang Mo was left standing in a daze, looking at the moon in the sky, Lang Mo patted his head with his hand and said secretly: "It's not appropriate to drink today! If you drink another day, you must look at the yellow calendar and drink again! It's a fucking shame!"