"Too, Prince?" Song Miaomiao's feet always maintained a posture of being able to retreat at any time.

Ning Jian vigorously rubbed the soft hair of the "prince" and looked back at her: "Yes." ”

"The name is really distinctive." Raised the back of her hand and rubbed the saliva on her face, the original owner's memory was chased by a wolf dog running all over the world in her mind, although she was not afraid of dogs, but she was suddenly pounced on by a huge creature like this, knocked down? I think that if her 164-pound fat man hadn't been frightened and didn't stand firm, how could she have been simply knocked down by a large dog of yours? How can it be? She thought indignantly in her heart, she was really embarrassed in front of Ning Jian tonight, and suddenly missed the sneering roommates in the dormitory.

Ning Jian patted the big dog head of the "prince" and was noncommittal.

Song Miao pressed her body and slowly approached a meter away, staring at the "prince" who was staring at her with big round eyes, and when she saw her approaching, her tail wagged even more happily, if it weren't for Ning Jian's big hand still patting her head for a while, maybe it would have swooped up again.

As if wanting to alleviate the embarrassment, Song Miaomiao asked bluntly, "Is it Ning Lian's name?" "Such a strange name doesn't match Ning Jian, who has an introverted temperament, fresh and handsome, and an extraordinary appearance, so if you think about it, it can only be Ning Jian.

"Me."

"Huh?"

"My name." Ning Jian motioned for the "prince" to sit down, followed by a series of simple actions such as shaking hands, lying down, jumping, etc., the "prince" is also very face-saving, with a high degree of cooperation, Ning Jian can complete every instruction accurately and quickly, and after the action is completed, he will wag his tail and wait for the master's praise.

The "prince" looked like I was brought up by him himself, which made Song Miaomiao stunned again.

God, Song Miaomiao, the male god in your mind has jumped, jumped, he is actually not a serious appearance on the surface, he is actually a patient with facial paralysis in his bones, the name of his dog is Prince, don't think about it, he is also a male dog, if it is a female dog, does he have to be called a princess?

"it."

"Mother's."

“.…..”

Song Miaomiao felt that she might not be suitable to communicate with Ning Jian now.

This person's brain circuit is completely out of the category of normal people!

Left and right, I didn't see Ning Jian and Ning Ning's mother come back, and I thought about expressing my gratitude and concern by the way, but when Song Miaomiao and His Royal Highness the "Prince" were all mixed up, there was no trace of the two.

"I'll take you back to school first." glanced at the child who was addicted to shaking hands with the "prince", and he leaned against the door and opened his mouth lightly.

Song Miaomiao looked back, the man was standing against the light facing her, his long body was lazily leaning against the door frame, and the cool night breeze in autumn rolled up the broken hair on his forehead, bright or dark, full of shadows and shadows, so that people couldn't see through his expression.

I don't know how long she watched it, until the "prince", whose paws were held uncomfortably, snorted in dissatisfaction, and she realized that she had been staring at the man for a long time with the appearance of an idiot.

Ning Jian didn't make a sound, just quietly watched the child sit on the lawn and pull the paws of the "prince", twisting his neck and staring at himself with clear eyes, without the impression of amazement and admiration, just looking at it lightly, as if watching a beautiful Chinese painting, without any emotional tone.

"Hemp, I'm sorry for you." Her soft voice slid through her heart with the scent of a cold spring, causing ripples.