Chapter 141: Scared by the dog

Hu Feng went to the room and changed into a dry clothes. Sitting at the table and eating slowly, it took Hu Changlin’s lunch and went to the back of the wooden house.
Bai Hao was drying the clothes that had just been washed in front of the house. When he saw Hu Feng coming over, his face was involuntarily covered with a thin layer of powder. His eyes rushed to look elsewhere, and he said, "What are you doing?"
Hu Feng swept his eyes on the wooden house. Zhao Lan didn't know what to do in the house. In short, he didn't see the figure. He gathered in front of him, and his face was full of smiles. He lowered his voice: "Of course I am here to give you food." Or else what else? Or, what do you want?"
The hotter the face of Bai Yan, the one who took the bowl in his hand and said hard to the neck: "What do I want to do? Are you so obedient?"
Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders, arms folded his chest, and the smile at the bottom of his eyes became thicker and thicker: "It depends on the reasonable and unreasonable requirements you put forward. It is better to look at it."
The white bite bites the lip, and when he lifts his foot, he licks his foot: "I let you get out of the way and disappear immediately."
She was kicked by her, and he didn't even wrinkle his brows. She had a small thin leg and a foot on her foot. It was like a mosquito bite, and it didn't hurt at all.
"Don't forget the dumplings at night."
Bai Hao ignored him, and the "砰" sound shut the door.
"What's wrong? Who is angry with him?" Zhao Lan put down the needle in his hand and looked up at his daughter.
Bai Hao shook his head. "No, it was shocked by the dog, nothing."
Zhao Lanbai gave her a look: "How big are you, how can you still be afraid of dog barking? I thought you were too courageous."
The white cockroach pinched the from the plate and took a bite in his mouth. He was vague and said: "I was not afraid of it. Who knows that he suddenly cried and was scary."
In front of her eyes, Hu Feng’s face was like a smile. . . She really wants to lick her mouth, how can she say that to a man, what should he think of her?
This is not the twenty-third century, where no one can be a joke. . .
Oh, my mother, I really hate this mouth.
Xu was busy for a morning and was too tired. She felt very sleepy when she had just had enough to eat. She slept and slept in the first place, and forgot everything that had just happened.
Zhao Lan helped her cover her quilt and watched her daughter's quiet sleep. She felt that all the bitterness she had eaten in the past ten years was worth it.
At the time of the application, the wooden house was slammed, and Zhao Lan quickly put down the needle thread in his hand and hurriedly opened the door.
Hu Feng’s tall figure stood outside the door, and he said to Zhao Lan:
What about Shantou?

Zhao Lan pointed to the inside, still sleeping, is there something?
Hu Feng followed Zhao Lan's finger and saw that the person on the bed seemed to hear the sound. He turned over and fell asleep very uncomfortably. The thin cover on the belly was slipped off the ground, and the hem of the clothes was inadvertently smashed by the arm. For a while, revealing a little bit of a greasy waist.
Hu Feng’s light was dim, and he quickly turned his eyes. He whispered:
Shantou said that to eat dumplings tonight, you told her to get up, it’s too late to be too late.

Zhao Lan naturally also glimpsed her daughter's gaffe, and quickly replied: "Yes, I will call her, you can go back first."
Hu Feng turned and walked away. She hurriedly closed the door and walked quickly to the bed to pull her clothes and gently pushed her shoulder: "Hey, get up."
The white groaned and muttered a few times, "Oh, let me sleep for a while, just for a while!"