Ye Ying pulled his neck and dragged the dog to the edge of rage, and Ye Ying's hand in the air stiffened and then retracted it.

Fang sighed together, "Forget it, I guess I'm used to it at Miss Tang's house on No. X." ”

"Can you talk well?" Ye Ying glanced at him and threw the nest on the side to the ground.

"No," Fang Tong wanted to sit on the sofa for a while, but after glancing at the Chihuahua that had already fallen back, he dispelled the idea of sitting for a while, "You don't call people such a note yourself." ”

"Are you going to eat at my house?" Ye Ying didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went directly into the kitchen.

"Forget about dumplings." Fang glanced at the shirt that was thrown on the ground on the side of the sofa

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