Twilight, a winding alley, this is Chu Weiwei's favorite way to walk home, and the narrow alleyway makes Chu Weiwei feel a sense of security. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The walls on both sides of the info were within reach, and she could reach out and touch the brick cracks on the walls, although it was a little awkward, but it was an indescribable sense of reality for her.

The touch was gone, and Chu Weiwei knew that there was a fork in the road, and she had never explored it, because getting lost would cause trouble to others.

The sound of footsteps entered, the sound of leather shoes falling on the cement floor became clearer and clearer, and his breath became more and more disordered, Chu Weiwei sensitively felt that this person was in a hurry, because he was running.

The moment he was about to pass by her, Chu Weiwei grabbed his hand as if she was stunned. The cold temperature of the man's hand and her warmth and smoothness formed a strong contrast chu weiwei s heart beat suddenly, it was him.

Fu Ming also put Chu Weiwei's hand on him, the subconscious of his body repelled the girl's unfamiliar breath, and subconsciously wanted to make a counterattack.

But when he saw the girl's eyes as silent as Gu Tan, the cold eyes that were frozen three feet flashed, it was her. This was the third time they had met, and he could feel that the girl was innocent, as if she was just trying to hold him.

It was too late, Fu Ming also withdrew his hand from the girl's soft hand, and he didn't have time to feel anything. Like a gust of wind that leaves no clouds.

"Wait." Chu Weiwei's voice became farther and farther behind him.

Wait, Chu Weiwei's voice gradually weakened as the man's footsteps became farther and farther away. She knew they would meet again, but she really wanted to keep him now.

"Da-da." There was a wave of approaching footsteps that reminded Chu Weiwei that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time.

"Xiaobu, go home."

"Wangwang." Went home.

When she got home, Chu Weiwei took off Xiaobu's collar. Xiaobu ran to the living room excitedly, "Wang." Xiao Bu, who was wagging his tail, looked back at Chu Weiwei who was living on the sofa, "Wang." "Why don't you play with me. Spreading his limbs, running to Chu Weiwei's footsteps, I rubbed me, I rubbed, I rubbed.

"Alright, Xiaobu, sit down."

If Chu Weiwei could see it, she would definitely be soft-hearted to Xiaobu's marble-like brown and black eyes. Xiaobu's eyes express: unhappy, hug.

Xiaobu's sudden silence made Chu Weiwei still moved. Her white fingers brushed Xiaobu's broad back like a soft breeze. Xiaobu knew that comfort came. The dog's face instantly lay on the floor, one turned over to reveal a soft belly, and the dog's eyes looked at Chu Weiwei, begging to touch it.

Chu Weiwei didn't know Xiaobu yet. "Alright, touch."

"Wangwang." Fabulous, superb.

Chu Weiwei's fingers shuttled among the soft fur on Xiaobu's belly.

"Woo." Xiaobu whimpered comfortably, his eyelids were pulled up, and he was refreshed.

Isn't that right? In the hot summer, when it came home from work, it lay on the cold floor, and the owner gave it a loving touch. It's really the greatest enjoyment of life, no, no, it's the greatest enjoyment of a dog, and it's even more beautiful to have a daughter-in-law. Xiaobu doesn't know that in the near future, the greatest enjoyment of its life will be ruthlessly deprived by the male owner, and replaced with the male owner's "love needle comb". Wang, the dog is in tears, now it's better to do it and cherish it.

"Wang," I wanted.

Fortunately, Xiaobu's hair is not very long, otherwise Chu Weiwei would have to consider buying a comb needle for Xiaobu.