Chapter 222: Set a few rules

Ikezome: "......"

"Xiaobai seems to listen to you." Chi Ran smiled at Fu Sicheng.

Fu Sicheng took Chi Ran's hand and looked at her smiling face, "After all, if it wants to eat, it has to rely on me to feed it." ”

Xiaobai: Oh no, it seems to have discovered something really big.

When the two of them came back from a walk, Ikezome went to change his shoes, and they were all stained with mud when they walked on the dirt road just now.

Fu Sicheng held a large bag of dog food in his hand, Xiaobai pouted a few times, circled around Fu Sicheng's feet twice, and then squatted in front of him, sticking out his tongue and looking at him with blank eyes.

I'm so cute, pour me a little more, I have to eat a lot of food every day.

Fu Sicheng didn't move, Xiaobai was anxious, and he screamed twice, mourning.

Fu Sicheng half-squatted down, he held Xiaobai's dog head, "Set a few rules, if you are obedient and abide by them, you will be given food every day." ”

Xiaobai looked at Fu Sicheng and sighed.

"Don't kiss her, lick her, lean on her, understand?"

......"No, the hostess is so kind to me, and so beautiful and gentle, you can't deprive me of my power!!

Xiaobai shook the dog's head: I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen......

Fu Sicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he got up and left.

"...... come back!" Come back! You haven't given me dog food yet!

"Wow! Woohoo! Xiaobai kept calling.

Everything is negotiable! Come back soon!

After wandering around for so long, Ben Dog was hungry......

Fu Sicheng folded back and shook the dog food at it, "If you want to eat, you can nod and agree." ”

The little white wilted, and it lay on the ground bitterly, and whimpered.

Fu Sicheng raised an eyebrow and poured the dog food into its small basin.

Xiaobai ate wildly, and there was not a single grain left.

When Chi Ran came out of the house, Xiaobai immediately became energetic, ran towards her happily, and just wanted to rush into her arms, he stopped abruptly and came to a sudden brake.

Chi Ran squatted down, she rubbed Xiaobai's head, and said with a smile, "Isn't it full of food?" ”

"Wang." Xiaobai narrowed her eyes comfortably, enjoying the touch of the hostess.

Chi Ran and Xiaobai were playing in the yard, Fu Sicheng sat in the lazy chair in the shed and watched them, he looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Xiaobai saw that Fu Sicheng was asleep, and his heart was ecstatic.

Man, here's your chance!

Xiaobai ran into Chi Ran's arms without saying a word, the dog's head arched over her, and he stretched out his tongue and licked Chi Ran's face.

Chi Ran was a little confused by Xiaobai's sudden enthusiasm, she held Xiaobai's dog head and smoothed its hair: "Okay, okay, you behave, sit down." ”

Xiaobai immediately stood up straight and wagged his tail.

Looking down from the yard into the distance, you can see a large fish pond and rice fields and vegetable fields below, and then look into the distance, you can see mountains and mountains, clouds and mist, and there are tiled houses, wooden houses, and bamboo houses all around.

It's so picturesque that you can really paint a picture.

Chi Ran got up and went to the house to find paper and brushes, Xiaobai followed her, and Chi Ran followed wherever he went.

Chi Ran went to look for it in the cupboard, she rummaged around, and really found her drawing paper and pencils, she moved a small wooden table in the room outside, she sat down, adjusted the position, and compared it with her fingers on the drawing paper, how much space each scene occupied.

Xiaobai didn't understand anything, it looked at Chi Ran, squatted at her feet, and yawned lazily.

The hostess is busy, so it's better to sleep obediently.

Ikezome first painted the bamboo houses around the area, as well as the small bridge and stream.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiaobai had fallen asleep at Chi Ran's feet, Fu Sicheng also fell asleep, and the air resounded with the rustle of Chi Ran drawing on the drawing paper.

The breeze blew her hair, and a corner of the drawing paper was blown up, and Chi Ran hurriedly held it down, and the pencil in her hand was still drawing.