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Chapter 11 Return the dog to me, not to you

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- oh my god!

Do you know how to exercise mental quality?

The more you get scared the better.

square and online experiential teaching.

The sound of the scare this time was reduced by 5 points compared to the last time.

Applause for progress!

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As soon as the light was turned on, Fang He was frightened out of his wits by a little thing that unexpectedly appeared on the sofa.

It was already dark, but none of the lights were turned on in the whole room. Fu Zibo was curled up on the sofa by himself, with his head drooping, not knowing what he was doing.

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Adhering to whoever is at fault whoever apologizes first, Fang He pretended not to see it, and went straight back to the house.

However, such an abnormal Fu Zibo still made him a little concerned.

He quietly clawed at the edge of the bedroom door and looked into the living room.

Fu Zibo, who could shrink into a ball, was basically completely blocked by the sofa and couldn't see anything.

what happened?

Fang He couldn't help frowning. Two days ago, this little thing was happy and would add a little smiley face to the end of the message. Isn't it crying now?

Besides, didn't he go on a trip?

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Fang He pulled something out of the bed and walked out of the bedroom with it.

-Give.

Fu Zibo raised his head in response, his eyes trembling, and he hugged the unknown object Fang He threw over him.

-Look, you are like this now, so ugly.

The one that fell into his arms was a super soft little white dog, but whoever stuck a post-it with a crying face on his face.

It's impossible for someone like Young Master Fang to do this kind of thing, right?

Fu Zibo's little heart thumped violently.

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After tearing off the ridiculous sticky note, the little white dog exposed its original tongue, so cute that Fu Zibo couldn't help pinching it.

-you. .

Aware of Fang He who had turned back suddenly, Fu Zibo hurriedly put his hands down, looked up at him innocently as if nothing had happened.

-How. .What's wrong?

- give me back the dog

-ah? ?

Wait a minute, Young Master Fang... Can't bear to part with a toy dog? ?

wai~110, I feel like I'm not normal, and I'm having a very strange hallucination...

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Art comes from life and is higher than life, but sometimes it is equal to life.

The little thing that I didn't want to deal with just now was lying next to him. Fang He felt that his time was fast forwarded somewhere?

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After changing into his pajamas, Fu Zibo obediently hugged the puppy and got into the quilt, and quietly turned on the sleep mode.

However, it always feels a little weird.

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Fu Zibo, where is your city wall? ?

A strong uneasiness suddenly hit Fang He's heart, just like the blue sky before the storm was about to come, like the calm before the tornado was about to land, it made him uneasy.

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- Forget it, I'll do it, I will anyway.

Fang He sighed, got up slowly, and collected pillows from left and right.

Who made me reluctant to give the dog away, so he came to sleep.

But Fu Zibo won't be angry because of this, right?

Fang He stared at Fu Zibo's face cautiously, and turned on his self-rescue radar.

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-No.

-what?

- It's okay without building walls.

The little thing rubbed his nose against the puppy in his arms, and suddenly said softly with a little grievance.

After that, he continued to bury his head and fell asleep.

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Fang He's heart skipped a beat.

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It’s over.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

What should I do if my child is really angry?It's still the kind that can't be coaxed well.

Waiting online, very urgent.

Anxious Fang Hexi scratched his head online.

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I'm sorry, I shouldn't be a demon, I shouldn't give people toy dogs.

Can I apologize?Would two more handfuls of sugar be enough?

Fang He hugged a pillow and seriously reflected on himself.

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No, why would I be reluctant to part with a toy dog?

After finally shaking his head, Fang He asked what he was confused about today.

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I don't know how I fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, there was a little thing in his arms unexpectedly, and he fell asleep on his shoulder with a toy in his arms.

Fang He could finally relax a bit.

The boy's eyelashes were long, reflecting the morning sun and casting shadows under his eyes, his complexion was more milky white, and it even gave people the illusion that he could smell the fragrance of cream.

-It's really a deceiving face.

Thinking about Fu Zibo's terrifying sleeping position, Fang He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

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After getting up, as usual, Fang He checked his neck in the mirror.

However, there was no trace of it.

Sure enough, they were a team.

- If you have a puppy, you don't want me. It seems that I can't send you.

Fang He, who thought that he was not as good as a dog in the heart of such a painful little thing, stared "viciously" at Fu Zibo and the little white dog who were still sleeping, and finally decided so.