Chapter 555

Jiujiu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth and wanted to leave here now. Where is NIMA's dog food? It's clearly gold. Such a small bag costs fifteen thousand. Why don't you rob it.

But Jiujiu hasn't taken a step yet. Bailey resolutely bit Jiujiu's calf for his rations, blinked and looked at Jiujiu pitifully. He seemed to say in his eyes, "I want to eat, I want to eat, buy it for others."

Jiujiu was embarrassed by Bailey's eye attack and had to pay for it.

Carrying a bag of dog food like gold, Jiujiu and Bailey walked down the street. Jiujiu sighed in distress, sat on the chair in the pavilion of the roadside bus station, rubbed Bailey's big head and said, "Bailey, why don't you say uncle doesn't like me?"

Jiujiu is really very melancholy. She is almost spoiled, but Fu QingHan has no superfluous actions except giving herself a business card. Although it is only two days away from the two people's understanding, she is also very melancholy that Fu QingHan has not acted all the time.

If Fu QingHan continues to ignore herself, she should change her goal.

Just.

For another goal, you can have Fu QingHan's good physique. The difference between pure Yang body and ordinary men's double cultivation and people with pure Yang body physique is the difference between bicycle and super running.

Just when Jiujiu frowned, Bailey cried low. As soon as Jiujiu looked up, he saw the Sao Bao man last night, Luoxi.

Luo Xi put the roof on the car, put on a handsome posture, looked at Jiujiu and said, "Oh, what a coincidence, sister-in-law five."

Hearing this sound, sister-in-law Jiujiu was relieved in an instant. She looked at Luoxi a lot: "Yo, it's you. What's up?"

"It's all right. I just came to say hello when I saw my fifth sister-in-law. Do you need me to take you back to school today?" Luoxi originally came here when he saw Bailey, but he didn't expect that there was Jiujiu beside Bailey.

Although we already know that Jiujiu gets along well with Bailey, it seems that this is not good. It's like taking Jiujiu as Fu QingHan.

Jiujiu looked at Luoxi with a black line: "the school is opposite. No, thank you for your kindness."

Being wronged by Jiujiu, Luo Xi didn't feel embarrassed. He still smiled and said, "then I won't disturb sister-in-law five. You hurt spring and autumn here. Bye."

Luo Xi came in a natural and unrestrained way and left with his ass like a monkey in the sky, leaving only traces of car exhaust shouting about his coming.

Jiujiu hurried away from the bus station with her nose covered. Luoxi was absolutely intentional, absolutely.

There's nothing more cheap than him. She thought he was a good man just now. She was really blind.

Being tossed by Luoxi, Jiujiu didn't mean to stay here anymore. He greeted Bailey and was ready to go back to school.

The afternoon was spent in a daze in the dormitory. As for Tangya and Yu Chujing, they ran out the first time they saw Jiujiu and Bailey.

It looks like a wolf driving out behind his ass. of course, the facts are almost the same.

In the afternoon, she fed Bailey some dog food. Jiujiu took out the business card Fu QingHan gave her last night and dialed the number.

A moment later, Fu QingHan's iconic cold voice full of magnetism and hormones came from his mobile phone: "hello."

"Uncle, it's me, I'm Jiujiu." Jiujiu's voice is crisp, with the innocence and brilliance of the little girl, as beautiful as fireworks in front of her.

The expression on Fu QingHan's face was almost visible, became gentle, and the sound temperature also increased a few degrees: "what's up?"

"That uncle, Bailey is in my dormitory now. Do you want to come and pick up Bailey home?" Jiujiu turned her eyes and continued, "it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient for you, uncle. I can send Bailey back myself."

Jiujiu's abacus crackled. If Fu QingHan asked him to send Bailey back, he could know his home address. It's good to brush a sense of existence in the future.

Fu QingHan looked at Wesley standing in front of him with a guilty face and said softly, "I'll pick up Bailey."

"OK, how long can uncle come here? How about Bailey and I waiting for you at the school gate?"

"Twenty minutes."

"OK, Bailey and I will go down in a minute. Uncle, we'll see you later."

Hang up the phone. Jiujiu immediately opens the wardrobe and is ready to look for a beautiful dress to meet Fu QingHan.

But the fact is always cruel to make Jiujiu want to cry.

There are few clothes in Xiao Jiujiu's wardrobe that can be worn out at all. The most fatal thing is that those clothes are as soft as Xiao Jiujiu's aesthetics. They are simply writing with life. I am an old virgin of abstinence department.

Jiujiu sighed and tried to find out more suitable clothes from the inside. After changing them, she found that Bailey looked at her back without turning her eyes. Jiujiu looked at Bailey, rubbed her chin, looked at a private part of Bailey and asked, "Bailey, are you a boy?"

Bailey immediately clamped his tail and rushed out like lightning, for fear that he would be held by Jiujiu to verify his body.

Jiujiu walks out of the dormitory building behind Bailey, and the two slowly swing towards the school gate. When they wait at the gate, they see Wesley holding his head up like a giraffe, looking forward to seeing it all the time. After seeing Jiujiu and Bailey, their faces show a surprised look.

"Mr. Wei." Jiujiu said hello politely.

Wesley: "Hello, Jiujiu."

Jiujiu stood on tiptoe and looked behind Wesley. When he didn't see Fu QingHan, his small face immediately showed a depressed look. He said bitterly, "ah, uncle didn't come."

Jiujiu looked at Wesley with resentment and thought about the success rate of letting Bailey go back now.

Seeing Jiujiu's face change in an instant, Wesley wanted to laugh and was a little sad.

Although he can't compare with Fu QingHan, he is a handsome man. It's really an internal injury to be looked at by a little girl.

Bailey trotted to Jiu Jiu, rubbed Jiu Jiu's small hand with the tip of his small nose, stepped ahead and motioned Jiu Jiu to follow up.

After Bailey, Jiujiu saw Fu QingHan smoking.

The dim yellow street lamp hit Fu QingHan's handsome and unmarried side face, and the old sense of ancient photos came to his face, as if it was a kind of blasphemy for him as long as you spoke loudly.

Jiujiu held her breath and walked to Fu QingHan's side. She whispered, "uncle."

Fu QingHan's side head.

His eyes were dim and deep in the light. Seeing Jiujiu's eyes with a light temperature, he threw the cigarette butts into the dustbin. Fu QingHan looked at Bailey.

The sensible Bailey immediately walked to Fu QingHan's side, raised his head and leaned against Fu QingHan's thigh.