Chapter Twenty-Eight: Feelings: Is This His Girlfriend? The cute little princess is coming

"Wang-Wang-"

What the heck!

A pure white Pomeranian in a pink dress jumped out of the car, ran to Mr. Lin's feet with a smoke, and had fun with him affectionately.

"Baby, popsiclesβ€”" Mr. Lin held her in his arms and lifted her high in the air, turning around in place three times.

This is his girlfriend, his princess!

"Popsicle?" I laughed, and I didn't know why, but suddenly I was so happy.

I approached and wanted to tease the cute popsicle, but the popsicle hid in Mr. Lin's arms, with a beautiful and greasy Internet celebrity little vixen awl face, and his dripping eyes looked at me very cold and vigilant.

"Do you know why her name is popsicle?" Mr. Lin asked me with a smile as he pinched Princess Gao Leng's little feet.

"I guess I see, look at her cold look!" I pointed my finger at the popsicle's little head.

"Haha, that's right! When I first brought her home, she looked at me so coldly!"

"You're lying to me! You're so bad! I thought you really had a girlfriend. I laughed and punched Mr. Lin in the arm.

"Wang-" Popsicles are not happy, Lord Protector.

"Don't make a fuss, this is Sister Weiwei, you will share half of her dog food in a while. Mr. Lin rubbed his little head on a popsicle and taught her a lesson.

"You're just eating dog food!"

"Ang~" The popsicle was coquettish and arched into his arms.

Well, I silently agreed, they are in my territory, and they can show affection anytime and anywhere.

It is said that pet-loving men are loving, so I give extra points to the caring Mr. Lin.

I remembered that He Yong hates small animals the most, once at a dinner, his best friend Zou Lingzhi's Chihuahua rubbed him, and was kicked away by him, just for this matter, my best friend has not been waiting to see him later, saying that let me be careful of the kind of man who looks elegant and elegant, indifferent and gloomy inside, and has different appearances.

After entering the house, the man and woman who usually followed Mr. Lin quickly tidied up the room for Mr. Lin, and then respectfully said goodbye to him and left.

Mr. Lin and I happily squatted down to play with the popsicle and fed her dog food, and the popsicle quickly became familiar with me, and her precious little paw paw shook my hand.

When I stood up, suddenly my eyes went dark, and I fell forward, and Mr. Lin quickly hugged me.

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot, I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm hungry. ”

I steadied myself, and when the dizziness passed, I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, I'll go get something to eat first, have you eaten it?" ”

"I'll go. ”

"Will you?" I sat down on the couch weakly because of my hypoglycemic reaction.

He glanced at me, rubbed my hair, and went to the kitchen. He rubbed my hair like a popsicle's head.

The kitchen was full of smells, and I found that the smell of food was particularly warm and steady, and it could also make a bad mood better.

He Yong has never cooked for me, and I think of ways to make food for him......

Alas, don't talk about it, it's all tears, and Xianglin's sister-in-law is suspicious.

"Small rice, stir-fried pork liver, boiled spinach, scrambled eggs with green peppers, let's make do with it. He came out with his meal on a tray, smiling brightly.

It seems that he is also quite multi-faceted, one will be evil, one will be black, one will be cold, and one will become a warm man.

I was so hungry that I couldn't care about studying his versatility, so I washed my hands, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and ate the tiger with a little grace. Although the food is ordinary, it tastes really good.

"Slow down, don't choke. ”

"Wang-"

Popsicle seemed dissatisfied with her master's gentleness towards me and became jealous.

"Don't make trouble with popsicles, you are the eldest sister, and she is the second sister. ”

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He changed his way to hurt me...

The landline at home rang suddenly, and I put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up to answer.

"Vivi, it's me. ”

It was He Yong's mother's voice, and I hurriedly asked, "Auntie, are you better?"

"Weiwei, did they go back just now? You remember, don't do anything with Zhou Yan no matter what! You have to be careful of her!"

The old lady's voice was hurried and worried, and I was stunned, not understanding what the old lady meant.