The screaming who lost the bones cried in his mind every day, Sun Xiaomo stretched his neck uncontrollably, staring at the bones that fell to the ground, Yang Jian is a good owner of pets, reached out and grabbed the bones back, and before Sun Xiaomo reacted, the bones stained with countless dust returned to her mouth.

Sun Xiaomo lifted the table, can she still play happily!

The Howling Dog is also a little disgusted, but ...... The owner gave it, even if it was covered with mud, it wouldn't let go!

However, on this day, after all, the body of the Roaring Sky Dog was lent to Sun Xiaomo, and the control of the body was still in Sun Xiaomo's hands.

"Why are you here too?"

They are in a hidden alley, Yang Jian is still the original Taoist robe, his long hair is like ink, and his temperament is dusty, if a mortal sees it, he will definitely not doubt that he really saw the immortal who fell into the mortal dust. Yang Jian raised his footsteps, walked out with Xiaomo Tiantian dog, and replied: "Nuwa Niangniang sent me here for only one day, if you have any wishes, just say it......"

Sun Xiaomo hurriedly stopped him: "Alas, alas, you will be watched when you go out like this!" ”

Yang Jian paused and looked at her puzzled: "Onlookers? ”

Sun Xiaomo said angrily: "Yes, onlookers, mortals are not dressed like you, I don't believe you look at it yourself-uh......" The little milk dog had a terrifying expression of "what the hell" on his face, staring at the young man above his head, the beautiful young man opened an open eye in his forehead, and blinked, Sun Xiaomo was clever and twisted his head away stiffly...... I knew that Yang Jian had three eyes, but I had never seen them before, and when I saw them with my own eyes, I realized that the picture at that glance was really not too beautiful, so beautiful that she didn't dare to look at it!

"I see." Yang Jian said with a deep groan, after seeing what he wanted to see, the third eye closed, leaving only an inconspicuous golden thin line between his forehead, and then the sleeves of his robe waved lightly, and the outfit on his body also changed - the long flowing hair became a smooth short hair, and the Taoist robe on his body was replaced by a suit and bow tie with a very European academic style, and Yang Jian, who was wearing short hair and British style, had a fresh and natural feeling, elegant, subtle, and full of aristocratic temperament, and looked like a pampered young master.

Sun Xiaomo: "......" is too sassy!

But why British?

When they walked out of the alley, Sun Xiaomo understood everything after seeing a movie poster on the billboard with the aristocratic college of country E as the background, which was full of strong British style.

…… Really picky, sure enough, which teenager doesn't love beauty? Even if you have three eyes, you're not exempt!

Yang Jian didn't care about the frequent glances of passers-by, his attention was completely attracted by this bizarre world, no matter how deep and intelligent he was, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the nature of a teenager in his heart was not completely extinguished. Sun Xiaomo's heart was a little soft when she saw him like this, and she really wanted to entertain him to have a good time here, but she was penniless now, and she didn't dare to delay the only one day, but she could still do it by trying her best to satisfy the other party's curiosity.

Nuwa Niangniang's teleportation location was still far away from where Sun Xiaomo lived, Yang Jian didn't mean to use spells, and walked unhurriedly on the commercial street with the little milk dog, Sun Xiaomo didn't urge him, hid in his arms and had to answer Yang Jian's questions one after another, introducing him to this metropolis with many high-rise buildings.

"Pet shop?" Yang Jian stopped and looked at a storefront next to the road with considerable interest.

Sun Xiaomo had a bad premonition, every time Yang Jian showed such an interesting expression, something would definitely happen that was not very good for someone, sure enough, Yang Jian lowered his head, stared at the little milk dog with a vigilant face, and his eyes showed an unknown light, he laughed softly, and walked in without hesitation.

“…… What do you want to do, first of all, you have to pay for things here, do you know RMB? Sun Xiaomo lowered her voice, and when she entered the pet store, the light in her sight suddenly dimmed, and she felt that there was more than one person in the store, Sun Xiaomo could only close her mouth and pretend that she was a real dog.

"Welcome." A gentle male voice sounded, Sun Xiaomo followed the voice and looked up, and saw a young man wearing a Tang robe, he had the same beautiful appearance as a woman, but it definitely didn't make people feel feminine, the smile on his face was as good as his appearance, but it looked cold and warm, this is a temperament in his bones, and it does not make people feel uncomfortable and impolite, but is full of a mysterious atmosphere.

This is a charming, very demagogic man.

I don't know if it's Sun Xiaomo's illusion, just now she seemed to see that the young man's eyes had different colors, in addition, Sun Xiaomo always felt that this man's image was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

He should be the owner of this pet shop.

In addition to the young owner, there are two people in the pet store.

A Western man with black hair and green eyes, he is shorter than the owner of the pet store, but his body is just right, he looks slender and straight, his eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, his smile is sunny and gentle, revealing a big boyish shyness, and his beautiful green eyes are full of comfort and friendliness.

There was also a red-haired little girl next to him, holding the man's hand, tilting her head and looking at Sun Xiaomo with curiosity.

Sun Xiaomo: Why does "......" feel familiar and déjà vu come out again?

She and the red-haired little foreign girl looked at each other, Yang Jian's negotiation with the pet shop owner had ended, Sun Xiaomo suddenly sobered up when she suddenly left Yang Jian's arms, raised her head in a panic, and looked at Sun Xiaomo with two different colors, one purple and one gold, the pet shop owner smiled slightly, and looked at Sun Xiaomo with deep meaning.

A few minutes later, the little milk dog wearing a sailor suit and a sailor hat returned to Yang Jian's hands.

Yang Jian: "Poof......"

Sun Xiaomo: "......"

There is no stupidity, only more stupidity.

The stupidity of the little milk dog successfully pleased a certain naïve owner who took pleasure in bullying pets, Yang Jian hugged the little milk dog in a new outfit, and left the pet store with it with satisfaction, the young man behind him still had a cold smile on his face, watching them leave, slowly spread out his palm, and looked at a golden projectile lying quietly in his palm, and his smile couldn't help but deepen.

He closed his palms and turned to greet the other pair of guests.

"Mr. Potter......"

Sun Xiaomo felt that she hadn't stayed in the pet store for long, and when she came out, she found that it was already dark, she didn't care about arguing with Yang Jian about the ugly sailor suit on her body, stretched her neck and glanced behind Yang Jian, and was surprised to find that there was no pet store in the middle of the shops on the side of the road, and she was embarrassed:

It can't really be Count D, right? When I came out, I heard "Mr. Potter", a little girl with black hair, green eyes, and red hair...... Sun Xiaomo suddenly had unprecedented doubts about the world he had lived in for more than twenty years.

"I must be dreaming!" The little milk dog lay on Yang Jian's arm, covering his eyes with his two front paws, "Jian Jian is fake, Howling Tian is fake, Earl D is fake, Harry Potter is fake, I count one, two, three, when I wake up, I must still be lying on my big bed!" 1.2...... Whew——! ”

Sun Xiaomo: QAQ bastard! Pull my tail again!

Yang Jian said lightly: "Do you still think you're dreaming?" ”

Sun Xiaomo, don't think that you can cover up the truth that you are just looking for an excuse to pull other people's tails to play by talking to me in such a serious tone! Sun Xiaomo's eyes were full of tears, and she was particularly sympathetic to the roaring dog who was bullied by her owner almost every day, and she called out to the roaring dog affectionately in her heart: Every day, I love to come, I will let you take care of your body.

The whistling dog pretended not to hear, so it didn't go out.

Sun Xiaomo lay listlessly in Yang Jian's arms, commanding Yang Jian to turn left and right and then go straight, and finally arrived at the place where she lived.

The key was still hidden under the carpet, but the lock had been changed.