Chapter 314

Finally, Fang Huai's impromptu exercise ended with Fang Huai's one pounce on the chicken.

Xiaohua crows, chicken wings flutter, chicken feathers fly, but let it struggle, there is no way to get out of fanghuai's arms.

Xiaobai ran around fanghuai and barked at him. His expression was even more fierce than before.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Let go of the flowers!

As a dog housekeeper who is in charge of the whole family's vegetable field and chicken coop, Xiaobai is obliged to protect every dish and chicken in the family!

Fang Huai tried to hold the chicken and sat up, but the hand still did not release, still holding the floret.

"Ah, this little flower is so lively. When the little flower was still there before, I didn't have much effort to catch it. How could this little flower run so fast that I almost lost my breath." Fang Huai wiped the sweat on his forehead. In winter, it was freezing and snowy outside. He ran out of sweat.

Floret crowed a few times in his arms and pouted his buttocks. Seeing that he was about to solve his own physiological problems, Fang Huai, who was already familiar with the habits of chickens and ducks, was shocked and threw it out.

The hen fluttered her wings to the ground, drew up her wings, did nothing, and walked away calmly.

Fang Huai couldn't laugh and cry: "is this chicken all fine? Would you cheat? "

Fang Yan said to him from a distance: "when Xiaohua was still a chicken, second brother you chased him every day. It was bigger than you when you were young. You had already chased out the experience. Can you run fast?"

Fang Huai clapped his hands, stood up, a face calm way: "not afraid, this little flower exercise so diligent, I see the chicken leg is also very strong way."

Fang Yan:

Oh, yes, over the years, every little flower has finally become the mother's chicken soup on the dining table.

Xiao Bai is the only pet in the family. Although she named the chicken, Fang Yan has always raised her as food. When the first flower was dying, Fang's mother was worried that her little son would not accept it. She worried for a long time, thinking about how to comfort her young and soft son. However, Fang Yan was like an innocent man holding on to the old flower The wings, it will be sent to the kitchen chef's hand.

At that time, Fang's mother was in a state of collapse.

When she heard the chicken soup on the table, she didn't have a look of despair.

But it's not the fault of Fang inkstone.

After all, he paid great attention to the chicken in the village, but he didn't care much about it. Up to now, his idea has not changed. No matter how long the chickens and ducks are raised at home, they are all delivered to the dining table.

Fang Huai went into the room, took off his coat and asked the housekeeper to bring him a large glass of iced coke.

A large glass of ice Cola gurgled down his stomach, and he belched out the smell of coke.

Granny Fang sat down beside her in disgust.

Fang Yan is still sitting in front of the French window. Through the glass, he looks up at the sky for a while and then says, "it's snowing."

"So fast?" Fang Huai came over with a new coke, pulled a cushion, sat down beside him, drank and watched the snow: "when I just came back, it didn't snow."

Fang Yan said with a smile: "it's a good omen."

Fang Huai touched his chin and agreed: "it's too dangerous to go out on a snowy day. If brother Wang calls me again later, I'll use this reason to refuse him back and forth."

“……”

"The safety of idols is also very important. If something happens to me, my fans will cry." Fang Huai said: "it's not good to cry in the Spring Festival. For the sake of my fans, I should also take good care of my life safety. Yes, that's it."

Fang Yan is speechless.

Fang Huai took out his mobile phone and took a photo outside. When he lowered his head, he said, "inkstone, send me those photos you took today."

Fang inkstone should a, take out the mobile phone, find out the photo just taken, and send it to Fang Huai.

It was funny to see Fang Huai chasing chicken just now. He took a few photos and sent them to Gu Rong. Unexpectedly, he was found by Fang Huai.

As soon as he received the photo, Fang Huai quickly saved it and exclaimed, "why is your photography so rubbish?"

Fang Yan:

Fang Huai opened the P-map software, added a filter to the photo and adjusted the color. It was clearly a picture of flying birds and dogs. He was stunned that he gave a bit of artistic flavor.

After entering the entertainment industry, fanghuai's P-map technology is getting better and better.

He finished these photos with a paragraph and then uploaded them to Weibo. Fang Yan heard his mobile phone Ding Dong, prompting the people he followed to send a new micro blog.Fang Huai glanced at him and said, "special attention?"

Fang inkstone points open, casually answer a.

Fang Huai contentedly patted him on the shoulder: "should, I know, you really pay attention to my every move in the entertainment circle."

"Didn't you let me do it, second brother?" Fang Yan was at a loss: "at the beginning, you asked me to pay attention to you on my microblog. Did you forget it?"

Fang Huai:

Fang Huai: "no, you young people don't play microblogging?"

Fang Yan shook his head sincerely.

Fang Huai:

Fang Huai said again, "Oh, I forget that your life is like the old people, and your grandmother is the same."

Even Fang's mother sometimes sleeps in, but his younger brother is different. He gets up earlier than the dog every morning and runs out to do morning exercises without hesitation. He also has a hobby of planting vegetables and raising chickens.

If it was not for his appearance that he was just an adult, Fang Huai would have thought that his brother was actually an old man.

Even Grandma Fang can count out what little fresh meat there is in the entertainment circle. It is estimated that Fang Yan can't tell any stars except him.

Fang Huai sighed, and then heard the prompt sound of the mobile phone.

Brother Wang: [you'd rather chase chickens than work!!!! 】

Fang Huai:

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