Wang Hao couldn't hold back his smile, after he took a photo with his mobile phone, he cruelly posted it to his circle of friends, and then received a lot of likes.

There is no one who actually made the Tibetan mastiff look like this.

The sullen little black mastiff lay silently in his place, feeling that his dog's life was gray and there was no hope in sight.

Wang Hao rubbed its head and said jokingly: "Don't be like this, at least I didn't let you run naked, and there is such a circle." ”

The little black mastiff that had most of its hair cut off looked a lot thinner, and its original fluffy and lush hair made it look relatively strong and fat, and now Wang Hao still felt that it had lost a lot of weight, and sure enough, it was just fat before.

After returning to the villa, Su Jing and Liu Ping were busy with the garden, and the two of them did not invite employees, but pulled weeds and selected the seeds of flowers by themselves.

Little Orange's stroller was placed on the side of the garden to get a breath of fresh air and to see it.

When the little black mastiff silently walked to Su Jing's legs, Su Jing couldn't help pursing her mouth and hiding her smile, she patted the little black mastiff on the back and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we'll be a good man again in three months." Recently, you don't hang out outside, we don't go out to sneak you. ”

Kind-hearted, three months later, he is a good man, the little black mastiff looked at the hostess blankly, no wonder they can become a family, all of them are so black-bellied.

It shifted its gaze to Liu Ping, and at this time Liu Ping glanced at it very kindly, and said: "Wait a while, you go to the Internet to check, what to eat to grow fast, can He Shou Wu and black sesame seeds be eaten by dogs?" Bald people can be saved, you are nothing at all. ”

At this time, the soup dumpling inadvertently gave the little black mastiff a fatal knife. The soup dumplings that were wandering around the garden at a pleasant pace had just spit out the hairballs in their stomachs in the corner, and now they were enjoying themselves relaxedly.

The butterflies over there flew over, eh, it's pretty good, but I'm too lazy to chase it. This flower smells good, eat a petal and see how it tastes, well, no, it's hard to eat.

Who's that ugly ghost over there?

When Tang Bao saw the little black mastiff at first glance, his whole body couldn't help but take two steps back, and then quickly fled to the pillar on the side, looking at the little black mastiff condescendingly, and meowing at the same time.

Even the soup dumpling boss behaved like this, and the little black mastiff hung his head, as if he was about to change to depression. But it has always been wide-hearted and fat, and it didn't care at all, sitting on the sofa by itself, and putting its head in the trash can.

Wearing a trash can hat, it is out of sight and out of mind, but it seems to be in trouble again.

Originally, the trash can contained all kinds of garbage, but before I had time to throw it away, it was spilled on the sofa one by one, which looked messy and sloppy.

The little black mastiff, which knew that it was in trouble, quickly looked around, and it wanted to slip away and make an alibi.

It's just that at this time, Bertholde came over with his mobile phone, and witnessed this tragic situation, and one person and one dog stared at each other, and they all said that they didn't understand the current situation.

Finally, the butler Bertholde coughed lightly, and then spoke: "Xiao Hei, I personally think that you should quickly pack this thing up, otherwise there will be trouble." ”

It's really a disaster, the little black mastiff feels like a beep dog, this description seems a little weird, and I always feel that there is something wrong.

It quickly pulled down the trash can that was on top of its head, and then used its two front paws to throw the dirty things on the sofa to the ground without stopping, with a quick and swift movement.

However, at this time, Wang Hao turned back from the garden to get a small shovel, he glanced over here, and saw the little black mastiff sitting on the sofa, his body seemed to be very stiff.

Wang Hao didn't think too much about it, his vision was just blocked by the little black mastiff, so he took the shovel and went out.

As a druid, he really wanted to use his magic to help his mother, and if he had magic, these flowers would be absolutely fine, and even let the epiphany bloom all the time.

Seeing Wang Hao walk away, the little black mastiff quickly changed this stiff posture and continued to play with the garbage on the sofa, it didn't want to be punished tonight.

After it noticed the movements of the little black mastiff, it meowed non-stop on the pillar, ruthlessly exposing the mistakes of the little black mastiff.

"Can't you get the soup dumplings? It barks on its own on the pillar, so you take a stool and stand up and carry it down. Su Jing said with concern, she didn't understand what the soup dumpling wanted to express, and thought that the little guy wanted to come down.

Wang Hao patted the dust on his hands, these guys are really restless, he opened his mouth and said to Su Jing: "I'll go over and take a look." ”

After the soup dumpling killed his relatives in righteousness, he lay on the pillar to watch a good show, after all, when an onlooker watched the excitement was the most important thing, he thought that the matter was not big enough.

Originally, the Tibetan mastiff's hearing was very sensitive, and it could hear the footsteps of different people from a long distance and recognize them.

However, at this time, the little black mastiff was preoccupied with destroying the evidence, and did not feel Wang Hao's approach at all, until it saw a shadow appear in front of its eyes.

Turning his head slowly, the little black mastiff looked at Wang Hao with a flattering face, screamed twice, and then raised his left front leg, You may not be able to do it, but all this is the hand of the trash can first!

Biscuit crumbs, paper towels, packaging boxes, cans, the garbage lying on the sofa and the floor, and the little black mastiff with a wet paper towel mixed in his hair, looked at Wang Hao in horror, predicting that he seemed to be in trouble again.

Wang Hao took a deep breath, he looked at the mess all over the ground, and then used his hand to remove the wet paper towel on the little black mastiff's head, "What good are you doing, you actually learned to rummage through the trash can." ”

At this time, the little black mastiff is wearing the lid of the trash can on its neck, and the movable lid is just stuck on its neck, which seems to say: The collar style you bought is too old-fashioned, so I changed it myself, don't thank me.

Sweeping up the garbage with a broom, Wang Hao started to work with a vacuum cleaner again, and as for the sofa cover, he had to let the housekeeping staff here remove it and wash it.

"You guy, can you stop for a while and see how good the soup dumplings are."

Erected as a frontal example, the soup bag was not to mention how happy it was to be on the pillar, it waved its paws, and then slid down with a sharp grip on the pillar.

The little black mastiff also wanted to reduce the punishment for itself, so it licked Wang Hao's shoes vigorously, and whined non-stop.

Master, your trash can is actually an alien, and when you are not at home, it suddenly transforms into an attempt to occupy the earth, and I have to fight to finally defeat it. It's good that I can survive, don't pursue the things that are a little dirty on the battlefield, will it be done? (To be continued.) )