"Oster, pick up the ball."

Wei Shuying squatted in the square of the hospital, playing with the golden retriever.

Among Ji Yuncheng's three dogs, Oster was more lively, and Wei Shuying was closer to him.

Bored, she threw the ball out, and it drew a graceful parabola and smashed into the bushes by the flowerbed.

Oster searched for a long time, but was obscured by the dense bushes, but did not find it, and whined aggrievedly.

A hand reached into the bushes and picked up the red and yellow ball and threw it to Oster.

The man is tall, Zhilan Yushu. The handsome facial features are like Greek statues with knives and axes, and there is a kind of Western profundity and sharpness. The bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips of light color are lightly pursed

"Sweet Wife Like Honey: Mr. Ji's Domestic Meow" Chapter 109 We are not worthy of being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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