Snow lion, as the name suggests, is white; lion is mostly an intimate name of the owner. When Jian Yan was a child, the neighbor's little black dog was called "Black Tiger". Because of this level of speculation, she agreed to take the snow lion in for a night.
But who would have imagined that Xue Qiandai's cute pet is a tall and mighty black Tibetan mastiff.
"This, this is the snow lion? I am color blind, don't lie to me." There is no white at all! Jian Yan suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points.
Xue Qiandai didn't notice Jian Yan's collapse, she was full of Tibetan Mastiff, and she even stroked its head. That Tibetan mastiff is very humane, rubbing its huge head against the girl's small palm, flattering and well-behaved.
"It takes my surname. Do you think its thick mane looks like a male lion? So I named it Snow Lion."
Jian Yan understood that dogs also have surnames these days, and their names must conform to pictograms, and the Chinese characters are extensive and profound.
The clerk at the pet shop said: "Miss Xue, you haven't come all day, and sister Snow Lion is very sad, and hasn't eaten much all day. Dogs are the most loyal animals!"
These words made Xue Qiandai very distressed and guilty. She smoothed the snow lion's hair again, and took Jian Yan's packing bag, "Sister brought you delicious food, the most delicious stick bone!"
The snow lion was very happy, raised its front legs and nearly stood up, let out a cry of "Aww", circled around Xue Qiandai, and started its performance happily.
Like an owner, like a dog! This Tibetan mastiff has also become fine.
"Miss Xue, the snow lion can only eat a small amount of salt." The waiter reminded friendlyly that it will lose hair and be poisoned by salt.
Xue Qiandai gave him a knowing look, "Don't worry, I didn't add it."
The stick bones were poured into Snow Lion's special bowl, and it was a joy to eat. Xue Qiandai tugged Jian Yan's pants lightly, "Wait for me a little longer, okay? When the bone is cold, it becomes greasy and tastes bad."
With this kind of treatment, is it a national treasure? Jian Yan continued to grind her teeth, her eyes were about to burst into flames. "You have such a big one, how can we take the subway?"
Xue Qiandai has never taken the subway, and she has never smelled the sweaty smell of rubbing her shoulders. "Let's take a taxi."
Who pays the money? Jian Yan almost blurted out. She suppressed the prehistoric power that was about to erupt in her body at any time, and patiently said, "Do you know where I live? The penultimate stop on the Batong Line."
How much does it cost to take a taxi, you do the math, and you do the math for me!
It is equivalent to playing the piano with a cow, Xue Qiandai has no concept, she is used to the butler service of picking up cars and sending them off. She looked at Jian Yan innocently.
Jian Yan took a deep breath, just one night, one night!
In fact, it is also very difficult to take a taxi. The driver saw the majestic Tibetan mastiff and stepped on the accelerator faster. I didn't get a taxi for half an hour, and it was already past ten o'clock.
"Xiaoxue, you hide behind Miss Sister, be good!" Xue Qiandai issued a military order, and said to Jian Yan with full confidence, "Don't worry, I will definitely get the next one!"
Jian Yan really wanted to die on the spot, how could she pick up this ancestor with her head in the water, and there is such a big black guy hiding behind her, can it be covered? However, she held back her fists and gritted her teeth, "Come on!"
How did Xue Qiandai stop the car? Those who have watched the movie "It Happened One Night" probably guessed it, the beauty trick. The girl walked to the side of the road and pulled up a little bit of her skirt with her hands. Under the light of CBD, those slender pencil legs became more eye-catching.
Jian Yan felt her nose was a little hot. Khan, she is a straight girl.
When the taxi came, Xue Qiandai learned her lesson and quickly got into the back seat. "Master, open the trunk."
The heavy LV box was moved in by Jian Yan alone. Then she sat in the back row with the big dog. She didn't want to sit in the same row with the little ancestor and the big dog, but she was more worried that the driver would "murder" her.
The lights were not turned on in the taxi, and the driver didn't notice the big dog, and he was very interested in joking with the two girls. "It's hard work for you, isn't it? It's so late, it's dangerous"
Wait, what is your line of business?
Xue Qiandai gave Snow Lion a smooth hair, "Wow!" Snow Lion yelled, the driver master braked suddenly, stopped on the side of the road, and almost had a traffic accident.
Only then did he notice the king in the back row. "You you guys, get out of the car, I won't pull it anymore."
Xue Qiandai sneered, already boarded the car, is it up to you? "Master, I advise you to drive hard and don't play tricks. In our business, you have never seen anyone or anything. You can't afford to let a dog go."
The driver had also seen each other for a long time, and he judged the possibility of forcibly taking a few people down, and what would happen if the big dog counterattacked. The final conclusion is that a man can only be bent and stretched, and a man cannot be as knowledgeable as a dog.
"Also, don'tAlways refuse to load, carefully smashed his own job. "
Xue Qiandai is good at making up the knife. This sentence was directed at the drivers who refused to take the car in front of her.
Jian Yan, who has been unhappy all night, is in a surprisingly good mood at the moment.
The driver drove for half an hour and sent the two to their destination. As if to send away the plague god, the driver forgot to collect the money. Xue Qiandai didn't remind her either, she is the least qualified to be a philanthropist now.
The community where Jian Yan lives is an old community, commonly known as Laopoxiao.
Here, there are many white-collar workers who work in the CBD. People say that the neon lights of the imperial capital can be seen in the color of dreams. As long as you work hard here, you will have unlimited possibilities. For this possibility, countless young people broke their heads and got in. As for the snail house, it's a trivial matter.
There is no elevator in this building. Two people and a dog climbed up to the sixth floor. It was dark and the lights in the stairwell didn't work very well. Jian Yan took the phone and turned on the flashlight function.
Xue Qiandai felt very uncomfortable. If she had known this, she might as well spend the night in a coffee shop, or ask the boss Jin Xiangyu. But I can't tell the pain, she was the one who begged for nothing to live in.
On the sixth floor, Jian Yan opened the door, and Xue Qiandai piled up the big boxes in the living room. Suddenly, I found a couple crooked on the old sofa, watching a frothy drama. The man was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of large flowered underpants. The woman leaned on the man's shoulder, as if enjoying a candlelight dinner.
The man turned his head, as if looking at a fool. "I'm the tenant here, but you"
Which onion?
He was fierce at first, but when he met Xue Qiandai's Tibetan mastiff, his eyes flickered and he stopped.
"This is my hometown, let's stay for one night." Jian Yan explained, and walked to her room.
The woman pointed to Xue Qiandai's suitcase. She didn't know the platinum bag, but she knew lv. It should be said that there are almost no consumers in Greater China who do not know lv.
The man curled his lips contemptuously, "It looks like a counterfeit product at first glance! It would be embarrassing to be exposed."
No, how can a person who lives in an old and poor house afford LV?
Xue Qiandai has already walked in front of Jian Yan's door, looking back with a smile, "No, I bought it at the regular price on the Champs Elysees Avenue, such as, fake, package, exchange." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com