Shen Qianzi's head was full of black lines.

How did she not know that beautiful men could climb walls.

Shen Qianzi commented, "You taught it very well." ”

They all learned to open the door and run away from home by themselves.

Yan Weiran was very innocent, "I haven't taught it, I guess my teacher taught it when he was alive!" ”

“……”

Is this thinking she's dead, so you throw the pot on her as much as you like?

Was he so sure she wouldn't crawl out of the coffin to find him?

The beautiful man walked out and didn't forget to close the door, jumped high with his front legs, and pressed down the elevator.

The elevator doors opened, and the little guy ran in with his tail wagging.

That's the end of the picture.

The two of them ran to the community monitoring room to see the monitoring, and the beautiful man ran out of the community all the way unimpeded.

Shen Qianzi looked at the direction the beautiful man left and fell into deep thought, "Where will it go?" ”

Yan Weiran tried hard to recall the events of this time, "After I brought it back, I didn't go anywhere else except for taking it downstairs for a walk every day. ”

"Will it be coming home or coming to see me...... What about a thousand postures? ”

"Possibly."

Shen Qianzi said: "In this way, our soldiers are divided into two ways, you go to the cemetery, and I will go to the house to find it." ”

Yan Weiran shook her head, "I know the teacher's home better than you, you go to the cemetery, I'll go to the teacher's house to find it." ”

Shen Qianzi looked at him and swore an oath, and wanted to smash it with a fist, her own home, would she not know?

She could find her bedroom with her eyes closed.

But this cannot be said, it can only be held in the stomach.

Shen Qianzi was on the way to the cemetery, thought about it, and called the police.

received Shen Qianzi's call to the police, and no one in the police station dared to slack off.

The lost dog was no ordinary dog, but the richest man in Samoyed, whose life was more precious than theirs.

……

The sky was shrouded in night, and the moon hung over the treetops.

Steward Gu stared in the direction of the door, a little anxious.

Shen Qianzi and Yan Weiran have been out for so long and haven't come back, he is not at ease and makes a call to Shen Qianzi.

The phone rang for a while before it was connected.

"Miss Shen, haven't you finished packing your things yet? Do you want me to find a few people to help? ”

"No, the beautiful man is lost, we are looking for a beautiful man."

Shen Qianzi's weak throat was full of anxiety, and she could faintly hear a little choked ingredients.

"I'll hang up first."

Before Steward Gu could say anything, the phone was hung up, he put down the phone, ran to the second floor, and knocked on Gu Mo's door, "Si Shao, Yan Weiran's pet beautiful man seems to have been lost." ”

In the bleak night breeze, Shen Qianzi stood on the tomb hill looking for the snow-white figure.

He asked the guards at the gate, the purpose of the cleaning and the patrols, and they all said that they did not see a very beautiful Samoyed running in.

Shen Qianzi searched every corner of this place, but did not find its figure.

The mobile phone in her pocket rang, it was Yan Weiran calling, her eyes flashed with hope, and she hurriedly connected it and put it next to her ear, "How is it, has the beautiful man found it?" ”

As soon as Yan Weiran heard her question, she knew that she hadn't found a beautiful man either.

"I don't have it on my side, but don't worry, the police are already helping us find it."

Not worried, how could she not be worried?

She wondered if it was lost.

She is worried that such a beautiful man will not be targeted by some lawbreakers, and will it have become a pot of soup?