Chapter 111 A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit

Author: Index Han

Chapter 111 A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit

When I got home in the evening, Fat Brother was lying on his big bed, hugging a life-size cartoon pillow. Thinking of his unlucky day, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"I'm so stupid, really!" Fat Brother buried his head in the pillow, making a loud sound.

Song Ci kept trying to convince himself that he couldn't grasp it, but in the end he didn't believe it at all, so he just thought about it, thinking about rushing out of the door and chasing the little fairy.

Every time I think of my plausibly saying that we are a couple, Fat Brother feels ashamed.

Listen to others' advice and eat well. The ancients will not deceive me.

It's not that he was completely careless, but who would have thought that the invasion of alien species would be so serious?

The goblins have all returned to China. Isn't this confusing the public? He doesn't have clairvoyance. Besides, judging from his figure, she is a beautiful woman.

"What a shame!" Fat Brother patted his forehead, wanting to change his life on another planet.

There is no room for him in this ball.

He didn't dare to tell Brother Wang the specific situation. On the one hand, he was embarrassed because it was already embarrassing. On the other hand, he wanted Third Brother and A Ming to experience it too.

If you die in society, you are dead, but if you die together, it is not. This is called revitalizing oneself.

Now that I think about it, the boss doesn't know what he went through. He even saw the lubricant on Ding Mei's belt. It's self-evident what it means.

Fat Brother was not born in Rome, but he couldn't accept being a mule and horse. If he ran late, he was afraid that he would be destroyed by dangerous hands.

I feel so wronged. The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged.

"Song Ci, I really want to beat you to death." The fat brother raised his fist and punched the pillow several times.

The other side of the city.

Someone from Song was still bickering under a pear tree weighing down begonias.

"Ah, cut." After rubbing his nose, Song Cicai looked at Tang Shi, whose face was red and breathing rapidly: "Are you still arrogant?"

Tang Shi shook his head.

Now that I have a better memory, I don’t dare anymore. Both hands are held by Song Ci, and Song Ci still has one hand free.

Her heartbeat frequency was changing as Song Ci moved his other hand. It had to be said that it was really a heart-pounding game, and occasionally frightening.

"I was wrong, let me go!" Tang Shi admitted defeat.

Just kidding, how could I let you go? Don’t even think about it. The game has just begun. Next, Jie Jie Jie Jie~!

Seeing Song Ci's evil smile, Tang Shi's face turned even redder. He couldn't guarantee that he would suffer a big loss today.

She wanted to run, but she didn't have the strength to run. It was like magic, all her strength was taken away, and she couldn't escape at all.

"If an apology is useful, why do we need family law?" Song Ci pinched her chin and said with a smile: "Besides, I won't accept letting you go like this!"

It was a rare opportunity for Tang Shi to tease him and he pulled him off.

She still wanted to run away, but Song Ci caught her and prevented her from running away. He used the star-absorbing technique to suck away all her internal energy.

Let it go, are you kidding me? It took a lot of hard work to catch it.

Tang poetry: "."

Hey, hey, your hands, don’t mess around!

He hid once on the left and once on the right, twisting and turning like a caterpillar.

Song Ci laughed: "Let's see how long you can hide."

"Woooo~!"

I'm still running. No one told me that my nickname is Du Shen?

Just as he was about to bully Mr. Tang, Song Ci heard a knock on the door.

Tang Shi opened his eyes and couldn't help laughing, while Song Ci had a depressed expression on his face.

Bang bang bang!

"What are you knocking on? Here we come." As expected, it was Ding Shuo who came back.

At this point, I don’t know if he has succeeded? Fat brother’s cell phone has also been turned off, and Song Ci cannot contact him.

I looked at the window and saw that it was indeed Ding Shuo. He was wearing a white skirt. At this point, knocking on the door was a bit intimidating.

As soon as Song Ci opened the door, Ding Shuo handed him a mobile phone.

Looking at his phone in confusion, Song Ci felt even stranger: "Have you all exchanged love tokens?"

Ding Shuo was speechless.

Pointing to the mobile phone: "When he ran, he took my mobile phone away. I chased him, but he ran faster and one of his shoes slipped away."

I'm afraid this will leave a psychological shadow, right?

Everyone could think of how embarrassed Fat Brother was at that time, how embarrassed he was, and how much he resented himself. Song Ci felt that he had suffered an unreasonable disaster.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and he was the unjust pond.

"From now on, you can make friends by yourself. I don't dare to introduce friends to you." Song Ci looked at his phone: "What are you doing for me?"

"Of course you want to return my mobile phone, it's more than 10,000 yuan." Ding Shuo replied: "Remember to get it back for me tomorrow!"

Song Ci: "."

Is there no psychological burden at all for scaring people like that?

After thinking for a while, Song Ci put away his phone, and then said: "You can be a human being!"

"Who are you?" Ding Shuo shook his head indifferently: "Besides, I didn't do anything, I was just joking."

Being a person is indeed a big question, let’s just be a monster.

It has to be said that he is indeed acting like a monster.

"Okay, just call me directly at night next time." Song Ci emphasized.

It's fine if I don't say this, but I will get angry when I mention Ding Shuo.

Taking the spare mobile phone, he asked him to look at the call records: "You still have the nerve to say that I called you fifteen times and you didn't answer any of them."

Song Ci:?

I forgot to turn off mute. Who would turn on mute when they are busy with other things? You must not be concentrating!

"My pot, I was busy with other things just now." Song Ci scratched his head and replied sheepishly.

"It's okay. The labor and management will move tomorrow to create opportunities for you." Ding Shuo shrugged. If you can't play, don't play anymore and just flipped the table.

Anyway, he is here, eating dog food all day long. Although he is not ready to fall in love, he does not want to eat dog food either.

Dog food is not only very lethal to men and women, it is also very lethal to him, even if he is somewhere in the middle.

In this world, no one likes dog food except me.

"What's the rush? I'll stay for a few days and I'll help you move together."

"Help me move my suitcase or carry my bag?" Ding Shuo curled his lips. He only had a small amount of luggage and was still moving, so he didn't have anything to help with.

Song Ci kept him so that he could live with Tang Shi, and he was just a reason.

To make himself happy, he took a bucket and poured dog food into his mouth.

"Brothers, there is no life in this life, but you can't bear it so much?" Song Ci spoke righteously, standing on the commanding heights of morality.

Ding Shuo gave him a roll of his eyes.

Neither men nor women can define him, but morality can kidnap him? He doesn't even want his dignity, so he's still afraid of morality?

"Stay a few more days." After saying that, Ding Shuo went back to the house.

Although morality cannot kidnap him, friendship can. Even though he has long and wavy hair now, he has not forgotten the childish words of the Shabis who made a blood alliance.

I can't bear to see him as a fledgling now. It's indeed a bit miserable. He's already twenty-three.

After watching Ding Shuo leave, Song Ci closed the door and returned to the house. He suddenly felt that Ding Shuo was lonely.

When he went abroad, he was still a good young man, but when he came back he became a beautiful woman. He didn't mention anything about what happened in the middle, and Song Ci and the others didn't want to rub salt into the wound.

Suddenly, Song Ci had a flash of inspiration and thought of an interesting thing.

Back in the bedroom, Tang Shi had already wrapped himself in a quilt and was on guard. Song Ci knew that there was no chance now.

"Let me tell you something." Song Ci sat beside the bed.

Tang Shi rolled inside and looked at him defensively: "What's going on?"

"Why are you so guarded against me?" Song Ci looked at her speechlessly: "Sooner or later, I'm not in a hurry for a few minutes."

Tang poetry: "."

It's shameless, I don't even agree.
To be continued...