Chapter 22 No.22 Drilling the Dog Hole (1)

Mi Li scratched his clothes hard, he couldn't wear them well, it seemed that at a glance at Murong Zhen, Mi Li said weakly: "That, Brother Mu, can you help me put it on?" This dress is a bit difficult to wear. ”

Hearing this, Murong Zhen turned his head to look at Mi Li, only to see that her head was stuck into her sleeve, and she couldn't scratch her claws.

helplessly helped and took off her clothes first. After tidying up her clothes, she changed into a green dress for her, and it seemed to be even more cute.

Stretching out his hand to ravage her head, Murong Zhen said in a deep voice: "My surname is Murong, if you talk nonsense again, then I can only let you read books every day." ”

"Okay, Brother Murong! It was a small mistake just now, and I was confused for a while! As he spoke, Mi Li stretched out his front hooves to cover his eyes.

Reading a book is worse than playing with a bear child!

One is bored to death, and the other is exhausted! Rather than being bored, Mi Li is more willing to be tired.

Hearing this, Murong Zhen waved his hand at the night and motioned for him to step back.

Knowing that the night retreated, and by the way, the door was closed.

As soon as the lights in the house went out, Murong Zhen took off his coat and prepared to sleep, and the restless rice grain lay next to his pillow, and couldn't help but quip: "Why don't you take off your shirt?" ”

"Why don't you shave your hair?" Murong Zhen responded coldly, looked at the dog next to the pillow, and scolded in a low voice: "Lustful dog." ”

With one hand, he lifted the rice grains and put them on the mat, and he fell asleep upside down.

Mi Li, who was scolded as a dog, couldn't help but retort: "I'm doing this for your own good, my mother said that it's best not to sleep when you're alone, which helps your physical and mental health." ”

"You're not human?"

As soon as these words came out, Mi Li suddenly closed his mouth.

Lying on the mat peacefully, Mi Li was ready to rest, waiting for a while for Murong Zhen to fall asleep, and then went to bed by himself.

Next

As soon as the morning dawned, Murong Zhen left, and the sleeping rice grains lay on the bed, their limbs stretched out, the dog's head raised, and the tongue hung on the side of his mouth.

Tuk tuk!

There was a knock on the door, and the rice grains on the bed got up when they heard the sound, shook their somewhat sore tongue, and stretched their limbs before getting out of bed.

As soon as I got out of bed, the door opened.

The night outside the door muttered to himself: "Xiaomi? Millet is coming, here it is! ”

As he spoke, he made a sound calling for a dog.

Standing on the other side of the bed, Mi Li didn't know if he should go out, if he did, he would definitely say that he was a dog! If you don't go out, won't it be too faceless? After all, he is Murong Zhen's person! Didn't Murong Zhen say that he would let her investigate the case?

Just as Mi Li hesitated, at this time, the flower sheng basket suddenly appeared in front of her, and said in surprise: "Here!" I found Xiaomi! ”

hugged the upper body of the rice grain, and the flower sheng basket strode towards the night.

Dragging her lower body, Hua Sheng Basket said excitedly: "Brother Shuye, look at Xiaomi, it's a male dog!" ”

Hearing this, Su Ye put his eyes on Mi Li's lower body, staring at Mi Li's body at this time, and Su Ye smiled dryly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Mi has always been a male dog. ”

The flower sheng basket holds the hind hooves of the rice grains with one hand, and the hind energy of the rice grains with the other hand.

Feeling that he was being lifted up by others, Mi Li's heart was very broken!

Who brought up the power to control my destiny again?!

The dog's eyes widened and he stared at the night, hoping that he would lend a hand.

Seeing that Su Ye turned his face slightly and deliberately dodged, Mi Li had no choice but to start struggling and kept howling at him.

"Whew! Oh! ”

Seeing this, Su Ye finally couldn't help but mention the rice grains and speak: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you hurt her." ”