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Chapter 145 Black Labrador

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    When I woke up in the morning, when I looked up, there was a man standing outside the glass door, looking in with his face pressed against the glass.

    At first I thought it was a hallucination again, and after a few seconds of rest, I looked again, and it was still there.  This time I saw it clearly, it was the next door neighbor, the retired Teacher Wang.

    Quickly open the door, "Good morning, Mr. Wang, this is"

    Teacher Wang smiled kindly, "The salted duck your mother brought me last time is delicious, and I don't have anything here. Try a box of green-shell eggs." She handed over a box.

    All kinds of excuses can't be rejected.  In fact, I am not very good at dealing with such a situation. The other party is an elder, and it seems inappropriate to accept or not.  She couldn't say polite words well, so after a few pushbacks, she suddenly asked, how is that crabapple?

    I hurriedly invited her into the house and showed her the strong pot by the window.

    Here, there are just some branches and leaves, which are already very beautiful, right?  When will it bloom?

    She stepped forward and looked carefully, like looking at a child.  This plant was grafted by myself. In the middle, well, it¡¯s best to insert a stick here and wrap the branches and leaves around it.  It will bloom next spring, and if it is well maintained, it will bloom all year round.

    Need to move out to bask in the sun?

    In fact, it can be kept outside all the time, and it is usually brought into the house when it is below zero.  But you have been kept in the house, and you are used to the warmth, so don¡¯t move any more, wait until spring.

    Looking at the napping cat, she said, my daughter just brought back a puppy.

    My eyes are shining, which one is it?

    Labrador, black.  My daughter raised a golden retriever before. She was very docile and lovable, but she got sick and passed away.  My daughter has been heartbroken so I got another one from a friend.  Do you want to go and have a look?

    Of course of course!  (Just waiting for your sentence)

    With disheveled hair and pajamas wrapped in a coat, he followed her to the house excitedly.  Heilala puppy was in the fence of the balcony, when she saw someone coming, her tail was wagging so much that she could hardly see clearly.

    But as soon as the door was opened, it didn't rush out. Instead, it hid behind the railing and only stuck its head out to look at me.

    I squatted down, resisting the urge to pounce on it and rub it, come on, come on.

    It came out, carefully, and then got into my arms, and then put its head on my lap, without making any sound.

    I stretched out my hand to rub its head, and when I stretched out my hand, it had put its head into my hand, breathing quietly.

    This doesn't look like a little milk dog at all, shouldn't it be a whimper of joy and joy?

    Teacher Wang snorted behind him. It is usually very lively, gnawing on things everywhere. Why does it see you so obedient? It seems to like you very much.

    Maybe I smell like a cat?  I made up a reason and answered her jokingly.

    But I know not.  Although I can't tell why.

    It is a black Labrador with a very beautiful coat color.  a black dog.

    In the short ten minutes I was there, it was always nestled in my arms without making any sound. Occasionally, its tongue touched my palm, and it was very warm.

    No matter how the owner teases it, it refuses to leave.  I held its face in my hands, and we looked at each other.  Sadness, why do I see sadness.

    Different from the quietness of cats, except when they are not eating or drinking, cats¡¯ eyes are mostly free and distant, always immersed in their own world.  Rarely, when I get close suddenly, Gulu Gulu rolls over his belly begging to be stroked, and soon leaves a back view for me.

    The German shepherd I raised when I was a child was not like this either. It would bite my trouser legs, keep barking, circle around me, and pounce on me.  Warm, unabashed pleasure.

    But Lala is very different.  He was close to me and seemed willing to be with me, but he didn't make any coquettish sounds.  Obviously it is quiet, but it can feel very strong emotion.

    I am a little anxious, I don't know what it wants to express.

    Next to it is its nest, which obviously took a lot of thought to carefully arrange.  The food is imported high-end food, and the toys look expensive.  It is said that at night, accompanied by the owner, he fell asleep listening to the symphony

    It seems that there is no reason to be unhappy.

    After leaving, I hurried away, and stayed with it for a while, wondering if I couldn't help but take it home.

    When I got home, the cat was still asleep on the sofa. I raised my eyelids and saw me sitting next to it. I moved away and continued to sleep.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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