Qingyun: Who wants to know what happened to you? Get out of here!

"Little girl, there's no need to feel sorry for them, it's not worth it."

Qingyun: Do you care if I'm worth it?

Have you touched enough?

Enough touched, get out of the way!

"Little girl, since we are all abandoned, you can be with me in the future. By the way, I still haven't eaten half a bun, you should be hungry, right? I'll take it out and give it to you! ”

As he spoke, the boy carefully pulled out a suspicious mass from the pocket of his washed white-washed ripped jeans.

Qingyun's sensitive sense of smell immediately smelled the faint fragrance of steamed buns, and his stomach suddenly thundered.

She turned her head to look at the plastic bag in the young man's hand, there was half a bun in the bag, the boy carefully opened the bag, and the fragrance of the bun instantly filled Qingyun's nostrils.

Her stomach screamed even more, and a strong impulse came from Qingyun's body, which made her can't help but want to pounce and snatch away the half of the bun in one bite.

But she held back.

Half of the bun has to be wrapped in a plastic bag, so it can be seen that this half of the bun may be the child's next meal, if she eats it, the child will be hungry.

Qingyun turned his face away, trying to ignore the scent of steamed buns, but the young man was bent on giving her the steamed buns to eat, so he actually took out the steamed buns and handed them to her.

A scent went straight to his nostrils, and Qingyun almost couldn't restrain his instinct and ate the buns.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, she controlled her instinct and retracted her head again.

"Little girl, don't you want to eat?"

When the boy saw that she just leaned in and sniffed it, he turned his face away, and put the bun in front of her.

Qingyun: You eat, you eat, you eat!

Qingyun drooled greedily, and finally she simply hit it with a paw impatiently, knocking the young man's hand to the side.

The young man was stunned for a moment, with a touch of disappointment on his face, and said, "Yes, you are still a baby, you may not be able to eat steamed buns, right?" But it's okay, I'll buy you some milk powder to drink, you have to wait for me here! ”

Qingyun was stunned: What? Buying milk powder? Why do you eat two meals of steamed buns, and now you actually buy milk powder for Lao Tzu? Sick in the brain, right?

Seeing that the boy was about to put the buns away, Qingyun decisively pounced, took the buns in his mouth, glared at him viciously, and then began to gobble it up.

But he wailed in his heart: Mom, the glory of my mother's life has been ruined like this!

emmmm, the buns are really delicious!

Why did she feel full of satisfaction because she ate half a bun?

Qingyun ate half of the bun after dividing it by two, and then said to the little boy, "Are you satisfied?" Don't mess around! ”

The boy saw that the little milk dog barked at him a few times, thinking that it was expressing gratitude to himself, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he picked her up from the dirty puddle and said, "You ate my things, and now you are my friend, my name is Feng Zixuan, you can be called Xiao Ling, and you will live with me in the future!" ”

Qingyun immediately struggled when he heard this.

Who is going to live with you?

Neurotic bar! I can't even support myself, and you still support me? Roll on!

However, no matter how she struggled, she was finally hugged into Feng Zixuan's arms.

A strong synthetic scent mixed with the smell of the teenager's sweat came to her face, which made her feel a little good.

Aware of her strange feelings, Qingyun's old face turned red, could it be that she has been alone for too long, so she feels like she is ready to move when she sees a boy?

Oh my god!

Could it be that I'm still a pedophile?

No, no, no, it's impossible!

Eighty percent of the surrounding stench, which sets off the chemical smell is good.

Qingyun struggled hard, and a snort sounded in his throat, sounding inexplicably ashamed.

Feng Zixuan dragged a pocket larger than himself with one hand, hugged Qingyun tightly with the other, and walked briskly towards the alley, chattering to Qingyun about his business experience of picking up rags as he walked.

For example, there are many plastic bottles and they are easy to pick up, but the price is not high, and a large bag of bottles only sells for a dozen yuan.

The price of cans is high, but the quantity is small, and you may not be able to pick up enough for a bag in a month, but a bag of cans can be sold for 100 yuan.

Another example is one time when he was picking up garbage, he actually found a hundred yuan in a shoe box......

Feng Zixuan talked about it, it was called a gushing talk.

Qingyun was drowsy when he heard it, and he didn't bother to hum in his arms.

Feng Zixuan walked for more than an hour with Qingyun in his arms and came to the door of a dusty scrap shop in the west of the city.

The shop was dilapidated, the door was full of all kinds of garbage, the ground was dark, even the door looked dirty, and there was a strange smell wafting in the air, so that Qingyun couldn't help but raise his paws to cover his nose.

Feng Zixuan felt that the little guy in his arms had been writhing restlessly, and when he looked down, he saw that Qingyun was raising a small fluffy paw on his nose, with a little disgust in his little eyes.

Fung Tsz Hin: ......

Is this disgusted by the bad smell here?

Feng Zixuan couldn't help laughing, put down the hand carrying the bag and gently stroked Qingyun's head and asked, "Don't you like the smell here?" ”

Qingyun raised his head and glared at him, looking like he knew that he still needed to ask.

However, she didn't realize how cute she was staring at Feng Zixuan with a pair of round, dark eyes.

Feng Zixuan's whole heart melted when he saw it, rubbed the hair on her head, and said comfortingly: "Little girl, you bear with me a little, I will take you away after selling this bag of bottles." ”

As he spoke, he shouted into the gate: "Boss! ”

It took a long time to reply from inside: "Hey! It's coming, it's coming! ”

I saw a short and thin middle-aged woman trotting out of the door, taking the bag in Feng Zixuan's hand, and said with a smile: "It's quite early today." ”

"It's early from school today." Feng Zixuan replied with a smile

"Why do you have a dog in your arms?" The woman asked.

Feng Zixuan touched Qingyun's head and replied, "I picked it up on the road." ”

"It's cute." The woman glanced at Qingyun, weighed the bottle with her hands and feet, and then took out twelve yuan from her pocket and handed it to Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan accepted the money and thanked the middle-aged woman, hugged Qingyun and left.

Without the impact of the strange smell, Qingyun finally put down his little claws, to be honest, it was useless to block his nose with his claws.

The dog's nose is already very sensitive, and the slightest smell can be infinitely amplified in her nose, and the strange smell is simply torture for her.

But this little kid is quite warm, and knows that she doesn't like it there, so he will take her away as soon as the things are sold.

Well, it's good, it's good, it has the potential to be a warm man, and it's definitely a good blue pot friend in the future.

Feng Zixuan put down his paws when he saw her leave the scrap shop, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, feeling that this puppy was too humane, and it was not at all different from the dogs he had seen before.