Walking into the courtyard, looking at the wide open door, looking at the bright living room, and looking at the smoky mahjong table, Han Qian lowered his head and sighed.

"Miss me Han Qian, oh my mom!"

A pitch-black face appeared in front of him, with sharp canine teeth exposed, his eyes were vicious, saliva was running down the corners of his mouth, and he was letting out a low roar at this time.

Han Qian didn't dare to move!

This Rottweiler must be about a hundred pounds, like a calf.

Han Qian didn't even dare to shout.

He wasn't scared when he faced the killer, but he panicked now, this thing could really bite him to death!

At this moment, a black and vigorous figure suddenly pounced, and the black Rottweiler was pressed under a Doberman with a steel collar around his neck.

Two?

Two of the Three Musketeers are there?

Han Qian panicked, if there was another Kasro now, he would really have to run.

appeared, a hairy dog slowly wagged its tail and ran over, rubbed against Han Qian's leg, and then turned around and went to the nest.

Han Qian clearly felt perfunctory!

At this time, Dubin's face came over, intimate in Han Qian's arms, the stupid Rottweiler got up, sniffed at Han Qian's legs, sniffed for five minutes, Rottweiler suddenly jumped back, and then rushed into Han Qian's arms like a cannonball, this time almost killed Han Qian, licking Han Qian's face wildly.

Han Qian was pressed by Rottweiler's side, and Doberman stood by the side with his head held high like a handsome guard.

These two dogs, Han Qian, can understand, Doberman recognized himself, and Rottweiler was a little stupid, so he recognized it! But what happened to the little furry dog who was perfunctory just now?

Han Qian stood up, pulled Rottweiler's collar and walked to the kennel, looking at the hairy dog lying inside with his eyes closed, Han Qian frowned.

"Are you perfunctory to me? No? Are you perfunctory to me? ”

As he spoke, the old man's voice came from behind him.

"Huanhuan holds a grudge, you have given it garlic, it is good that it can perfunctory you, you are old!"

Han Qian stood up and turned his head, pointing at Huan Huan and looking at the old man.

"It's perfunctory to me, really!"

The old man pouted.

"It's good not to bite you."

The old man waved his hand at Dubin, Dubin got into the kennel, as for Rottweiler being thrown in twice by the old man with one hand, it still stuck to Han Qian, and finally Yeats came out, and with a scolding, Rottweiler obediently returned to the kennel.

Han Qian followed the old man into the door, walked up and glanced at the card in his hand, Han Qian frowned.

"Old girl! Our coastal mahjong is not uniform. ”

"You want to care?"

Han Qian snorted arrogantly, then walked behind Cai Qinghu and said seriously.

"Lady, don't you have nine? This can't be nonsense, huh? Ay? Don't eat, catch! Well? Why don't you have any chips? ”

Yeats picked up the small box in his hand and said with a smile.

"Here~"

Han Qian frowned and smiled bitterly.

"How big is it?"

Warmth frowned.

"Hu 100 million floats a billion, what's wrong? Do you have something? ”

Han Qian pouted.

"You can play with Lord Hades."

Warmth stretched out and pointed at Yeats.

"Bullhead!"

followed by Yan Qingqing.

"Horse noodles!"

Cai Qinghu happily answered.

"I'm Lord Yama~"

Warm pouted disdainfully.

"You're Meng Po!"

Cai Qinghu's tears swirled in his eyes in an instant, and he looked at Yan Qingqing pitifully, Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Warmth, are you talking about human words? Obviously white impermanence, you are black impermanence! ”

Cai Qinghu looked at Yeats, and Yeats said softly.

"Well, what are the two of them talking nonsense, you are the one next to the Jizo Bodhisattva."

Cai Qinghu fell into deep thought, and then asked Han Qiandi what he was listening to, Han Qian struggled for a long time and didn't say one, two, three, four.

Han Qian ran away!

Walking into the backyard, looking at the lights in the back room, pushing open the door and looking at Yu Shishi who was sitting at the computer desk working, Han Qian stepped forward and knocked on Yu Shishi's little head, frowning.

"Didn't you go to the hospital today? How so? ”

Yu Shishi turned around and said seriously.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Han Qian held the face of the mixed-race girl and kissed the little skeleton's blindfold gently, and Yu Shishi, who had been intimate many times, blushed and muttered quietly.

"The doctor said that the chances of recovery were unlikely, but it was not impossible! It mainly depends on my personal recovery ability, you don't have to worry~ I don't know what to do when I'm idle~"

"I'll play with you! Come on, let's play who falls asleep first. ”

"you!"

Saying that, Yu Shishi still turned off the computer, Han Qian moved a small bench to sit next to Yu Shishi, and said softly.

"I don't care how much money I make, and I don't care what company it is! Because you like it, I try to get you what you like, but if you burn your body out for this, I'm angry! If you have money, we will eat four dishes, and if you don't have money, I will sell blood and make you hungry, poetry! ”

"Huh?"

"There's a word you haven't heard, have you?"

Yu Shishi smiled coquettishly.

"Why, I heard it! Shuncheng wants to take over the land of Wasteland Village. ”

Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"Just give it to him, now you don't have to do anything to enjoy and glory, maintain that this is what the people at the gate of the Binhai Yamen are willing to see, when will I go to see your parents, I haven't seen my mother-in-law yet."

Yu Shishi frowned.

"Nope! It's annoying! Very nagging! But my mom is happy with you, oh! To be exact, my dad admires you, and foreigners worship all kinds of heroism, but the two of them are still very annoying. ”

Han Qian said with a smile.

"Then I'll see them when you're ready, poetry! Is there anything you want? ”

"I want a baby!"

"I'm going to make you supper, and I haven't eaten!"

Han Qian escaped and now he really hates children.

Whether it's a darling, a one, or a little bell.

Han Qian is rare, but too much is a little scary!

made a claypot meal, Han Qian and Yu Shishi each had a plate, but as soon as they walked into the living room, the plate in Han Qian's hand was taken away, Yan Qingqing said angrily when he saw this.

"Warm, are you sick? Han Qian must have not eaten. ”

Nuan looked at Han Qian with a plate and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Qian, are you hungry?"

Han Qian frowned.

"Hungry! I want to eat people now. ”

"Then I'll eat half of it!"

"You've eaten them all! I'm going to do another one. ”

"Mr. Han brings a copy of mine, you can do anything, and you are not picky."

"Xianggong, I want to eat wontons~"

"Little Han Qian, I also eat wontons."

"Huh? You can't send me one, can you? I eat fried noodles! ”

Nursery rhymes are a bit troublesome, An An hung up the phone in his hand and said softly.

"Honey, I'll eat fried noodles too, although I really want to eat the noodles you made~"

Han Qian said with a smile.

"Do it, you wait for me, Aunt Ji, what are you eating? Meatball? Eggplant box? ”

Ji Jing had already walked to Han Qian's side and said softly.

"I'll accompany you to the kitchen, and my parents didn't eat dinner."

Han Qian was so excited that he was about to cry.

It has to be my Aunt Ji!

Such a gentle woman can't be found in three lifetimes with a lantern.