"The more you ask me to let go, the more I won't let go." Zhao Miaomiao said quietly, continuing to rub its little head.
Gunpowder swearing back and forth was actually just a few words. Seeing that Zhao Miaomiao was not angry at all with a smile on his face, he finally gave up, "Hmph, you can touch it if you want. My king's hair is so soft."
"I think the puppy's fur is softer than yours." Zhao Miaomiao looked at the puppy who was squatting on his shoulder and snoozing obediently.
"It's ridiculous! Look at his stupid appearance! I don't believe that his hair is as soft as my king's! This king's hair is the softest!" Gunpowder said unconvinced.
The dumb and silly puppy shook his body, opened his hazy eyes to look, and continued to sleep again.
Zhao Miaomiao shook her head helplessly, grabbed the gunpowder with one hand and the puppy with the other, and lay down on the bed.
"Gunpowder, stop arguing. If you quarrel again, I will throw you out." Zhao Miaomiao closed her eyes.
Gunpowder snorted softly, and muttered in a low voice, "If you let me not quarrel, my lord will not quarrel, but my lord wants to quarrel, hum!"
After he finished this sentence, he stopped talking. He glanced at his host who had already fallen asleep and the other two, and said, "They are all a group of pigs."
He stared at them with wide eyes, stared and stared, and suddenly yawned, "My lord is sleepy too, so my lord should take a rest."
After saying this, he curled up in Zhao Miaomiao's hands and fell asleep.
Ye Han returned to his own world. After waiting for so long, there was finally someone who could complete his task.
Mo Zhiya is dead, the rectification office is ruined, and the rules have changed!
Ye Han shed a few lines of tears excitedly, he looked around, it seemed to be Qiao's villa.
He wiped away his tears and planned to go out. When the door opened, a sweet-looking girl was standing at the door. Her big bright eyes looked at him in surprise, "Brother Ye Han, I'm about to ask you out for dinner~"
"I" Ye Han remembered the matter of Qiao Qingqing, just like him, he was occupied by the tasker before.
Now this is the real Qiao Qingqing.
"I am the real Ye Han." Ye Han explained softly.
"Oh, you're back too? Congratulations, your wish has come true." Qiao Qingqing smiled, and a dimple appeared on her cheek.
She went on to say, "Brother Ye Hanoh, he was the missionary before your body. He told me that you would come back. Let me take care of you~"
"Well, thank you." Ye Han looked at the other party's shining eyes and scratched his head unnaturally.
The two went downstairs to eat together, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
After dinner, Ye Han said that he would go home. He remembered that the tasker hadn't contacted his parents afterward, and he didn't know what was going on with them now.
He hated his parents very much, but he still wanted to go and see if they would change.
"Let me go with you, Ye Han. You must not be used to many things when you just came back. Both of us have had the same experience. You can regard me as a friend you can rely on." Qiao Qingqing said sincerely.
"Okay, thank you." Ye Han nodded.
The two drove to Ye Han's house with a few bodyguards.
Although no one has come to harm Ye Han for a long time now, Qiao Qingqing thinks it's better to be on the safe side.
Ye Han walked to the familiar door and knocked lightly, but there was no movement inside.
Ye Han knocked again for a while, but still no one came to open the door. He looked down at the crack of the door in bewilderment, and suddenly found a figure moving inside. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com