I don’t know whether it was because he was really stupid or because it tasted so good. In the end, Zhu Dagang didn’t let go of the soup in the bowl and drank it all.
Mao Sandao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
He threw away the cigarette butt, slowly stood up and walked into the kitchen with the big bowl in hand.
Ten minutes later, when he returned to the living room after washing the dishes, Zhu Dagang was nowhere to be seen.
"That's fine, no worries, no worries."
When he saw Mao Qiuer, who was sleeping soundly with his limbs on his back and his belly turned over, Mao Sandao smiled and shook his head:
"To be honest, sometimes I quite envy you. One of you doesn't know the world, and the other doesn't understand the world. It's good. Unlike me, who pretends to understand but does things that go against conscience, and has to do it. You said, Am I a bit of a bitch?"
Not sure whether he understood or was dreaming, Maoqiuer actually raised his head and nodded.
In a daze, Mao Sandao felt that his personality had been greatly insulted and cursed:
"Get out of here, you little beast!"
Mao Qiu'er glanced at Mao Sandao in a daze, then changed his sleeping position, stuck out half of his pale pink tongue, and raised his belly to the sky again.
After Mao Sandao glared at Mao Qiu'er, he slowly bent down and picked up the salute on the ground.
In fact, it is not difficult to put away the rituals. Even the bedding and some daily necessities are easy to put away.
After finishing tidying up the house, Mao Sandao took a nap for two hours.
When he woke up, he found that the light in his home was very dim. When he opened the window, he saw that the sky was topped by thick dark clouds, and the entire earth became dim and dim.
After checking the time, Mao Sandao took Mao Qiu'er back to the bookstore.
On the way, Maoqiu'er looked back from time to time, his eyes full of caution and uneasiness.
He even tried to jump out of Mao Sandao's arms several times, but was eventually held down by Mao Sandao.
In Mao Sandao's opinion, losing a pet on the street is as hard to find as losing a needle.
It would be fine if Furball returned to wandering life again, but it would be a very bad thing if he was caught by a dog meat dealer.
Mao Sandao knew something about Mao Qiu'er's unusual behavior, and he was most likely being followed by "Han Yu".
As they neared the bookstore, Mao Qiu'er became more and more uneasy, and finally jumped out of Mao Sandao's arms uncontrollably.
"Woof! Woof!"
Mao Qiu'er did not run away, but stood in front of Mao Sandao, staring at the intersection not far ahead and roaring loudly.
Mao Sandao realized something was wrong. Judging from Mao Qiu'er's condition, this damn "Han Yu" seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.
Moreover, he has strongly felt the "death gaze" from the dark place.
Thinking of the scene that happened in Baifeng New Village, Mao Sandao couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. He quickly picked up the fur ball on the ground and walked quickly to the bookstore.
Boo...!
Boo...!
Boo...!
Mao Sandao was suddenly startled. He heard the footsteps of "Han Yu" very close to him.
"嘤嘤......"
Mao Qiu'er's body began to tremble, and Mao Sandao tried his best to calm down and gently comforted it: "Don't be afraid!"
As he spoke, he quickened his pace again.
He thought that as long as he entered the bookstore, no matter how powerful "Han Yu" was, he would still be wary of Doukui's strength.
After all, he is the owner of the bookstore, so Doukui will not just sit idly by and will definitely take action to settle the matter.
After all, Doukui would definitely not be happy to see him being hurt.
This is the greatest benefit to Mao Sandao, and it is also the most "arrogant" thing about him.
But then, Mao Sandao realized that his thinking was too simple. His pace quickened, and the "footsteps" behind him also quickened.
Boom boom boom...!
When he was only about ten meters away from the bookstore, he paused in his steps and quickly held his breath.
He slowly turned his head and saw "Han Yu"'s bloody hand already on his shoulder. Moreover, the black hole-like eyes were staring at him, while the crescent-shaped mouth was dripping with "bright" red liquid.
despair!
despair!
It dropped to the ground and broke into several pieces.
It's like a mutated devil crying out after seeing a new human being.
Mao Sandao did not resist. He also knew that any resistance at this time would be unnecessary.
After a while, Mao Sandao's entire face turned red, the veins in his neck popped out, and he was on the verge of being unable to breathe.
Seeing this, Mao Qiu'er quickly turned around from Mao Sandao's arms, climbed onto his shoulder, and shouted loudly at "Han Yu" with bright red eyes.
Then, he opened his mouth and began to bite the hands holding Mao Sandao's neck.
But "Han Yu" is not a "living creature" after all. Every time Furball bites, his teeth penetrate through "Han Yu's" arm, as if biting the air.
Perhaps because he was eager to save his master, Furball was completely furious at this moment. He grinned, revealing two rows of sharp white teeth, and all the brown hair on his body stood up in an instant.
Suddenly, it pounced towards "Han Yu"'s disgusting head.
The animal's thoughts are always so "simple", and it seems to have forgotten the situation when it bit "Han Yu"'s arm.
thump!
Furball's limbs were in the air, fell to the ground, and rolled a few times.
As for Mao Sandao, his consciousness gradually became blurry at this time, but he still tried hard to walk towards the bookstore step by step.
Mao Sandao walked with great difficulty to the bookstore that was so close in front of him. He felt that he had been walking for a long time. It was like a mirage that he could see but could not reach.
step……
step……
step……
…
Every step Mao Sandao took was extremely difficult, and the bookstore became darker and darker in his eyes.
Furball wanted to save his master, but he had no way of doing it. He was so anxious that he spun around and dug his claws into the ground.
Bang! ! !
Suddenly, the door of the study room seemed to be knocked open by something, and then, a black mist like a black python shot towards Mao Sandao at high speed.
"You're finally... finally willing to give up!"
Mao Sandao almost used all his strength to say this.
Then, he felt the hand holding his neck loosen in an instant.
"Hoo uh...ho uh..."
Mao Sandao quickly bent down, holding his knees with one hand and the other hand along his neck, gasping for air.
Maoqiu'er quickly ran to him and stopped, staring at "Han Yu" and the black mist.
Judging from its appearance, it seems to be trying to use its weak body as a defense to prevent its owner from being harmed again.
Even though it was so scared that its whole body was shaking.
After a short rest, Mao Sandao picked up Mao Qiu'er from the ground and looked at "Han Yu".
At this moment, "Han Yu" was completely wrapped in the black mist like a giant python.
Moreover, the black mist was tightening, and "Han Yu"'s body was almost squeezed out of shape.
"Han Yu"'s ferocious mouth and terrifying pair of dark eyes were filled with disgusting liquid like a flood.
It's like...pressing oil.
Gradually, countless branches and vines sprouted from the edge of the black mist, like black tentacles penetrating "his" body. After a while, he tore it into several pieces.
Immediately afterwards, the "remnant body" of "Han Yu" that was torn into several pieces completely disappeared into the black mist.
"Han Yu", annihilation.
The moment "Han Yu" disappeared, Mao Sandao clearly saw "his" extremely ferocious and almost perverted face.
Obviously, "he" was in pain at the last moment of "being a monster".
After the black mist wiped out "Han Yu", it seemed that it was not in a hurry to leave, but slowly gathered into a human shape in front of Mao Sandao.
Then, Doukui crossed his arms across his chest, and his black head squinted at a forty-five-degree angle.
Mao Sandao had a dark look on his face, how could he not know the purpose of Heiwu's actions?
It's just that I want to show off in front of myself and ask for credit.
"Tch! If you keep grinding for a while, I will be dead, you know?" Mao Sandao couldn't help but complain.
Hearing this, the black mist seemed a little disappointed, slowly lowered its arms, and then disappeared.
After calming down, Mao Sandao quickly walked towards the bookstore with Mao Qiu'er in his arms.
