Chapter 211: Appearance is not worthy

The man with an extraordinarily bright smile had a pair of golden blue eyes, the shredded hair that shaped his face softened the contours of his face, and a small braid no thicker than his little thumb was placed on his shoulders, making him look a little uninhibited.

The black racer-shirt shows off his muscular arms, a pair of martin boots under camouflage pants, and a dark brown belt that is stuck around his male dog's waist, looking a little ascetic.

He wears a silver chain around his neck, and the silver medal attached to the silver chain is engraved with a strange totem, making it impossible to see what it is.

"Hey! How are you? I'm Ke Hao, this is my pet poodle, you can just call it a lion. ā€

Although Ke Hao was very enthusiastic, he stopped when he walked to the place where the stone was the dividing line, and he had no intention of continuing to approach, "Can we come in?" Meeting is fate, the night is long, even if you can't be friends, you can chat at will? ā€

The bright smile with eight teeth is hard to refuse, especially since he has a little tiger tooth and looks a little cute.

Although the word cute is not appropriate for a man who is more than 1.8 meters old.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would agree because of his harmless bright smile, but he was facing Mu Jing, and in most cases Mu Jing would not play cards according to reason.

"Don't talk."

Mu Jing took a bottle of water from Yin Ze's hand, and his eyes fell on the poodle next to Ke Hao coldly, "This kind of appearance is not worthy." ā€

It's still a big dog with a golden retriever or something, but this kind of palm-sized dog cub can't do it.

"Looks?"

Ke Hao followed her line of sight and glanced at his feet, and found that it was his pet who dragged him back, and directly kicked it behind, and said: "Don't worry, I'll let it guard outside, although the lion can't speak, but it's very smart, if a zombie comes, it will call out to give us a warning." ā€

The kick didn't look heavy, but at best it hooked the poodle in the belly and lifted it up a little.

It's just that I don't know if the poodle is used to being kicked like this, and when it landed, it rolled to the back, and then lay on the ground and lazily flicked its tail.

"Scenery ......"

Mu Yafei led Mu Yang over at this time, stood at the boundary of the stone like Ke Hao, and asked pitifully: "Jingjing, can you really let us in?" ā€

"Sister!"

Mu Yang's eyes were full of joy, he broke free of his eldest sister's hand, and rushed towards his sister, just when he was about to pounce into her arms like before, he was poked on the forehead by the other party, and he was caught off guard and leaned back, forming a strange posture.

took a lunge, his hands were forward, but his upper body was leaning back, and his head was still pressed against his index finger, "Sister, sister?" ā€

"Resilience is good."

Mu Jing didn't withdraw his hand, so he asked him to maintain this posture as if Donald Duck was about to slip and fall, "Have I ever taught you to be steady in trouble?" ā€

"Yes."

"And what were you just going to do?"

"It's not like I haven't seen my sister for a long time, and I miss my sister......"

Mu Yang was forced to maintain this position and stand for several minutes before regaining his freedom.

He rubbed his somewhat sour lower back, pouted and said, "Sister, can you tell me, where did I make you angry?" You say it, can I change it? Don't ignore me......"

"It's the kind of thing you need to figure out for yourself."

There are some things that don't make sense to say it, so it's better to let him think and discover it for himself.

"I—I can't understand it?"

"Really?"

A sentence of yes, it makes Mu Yang feel like a catastrophe is coming.

"Then continue to be stupid."

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Dear sister! Boom!