The vixen's journey through time

Chacha could see Xiao Hei's anger, warning and hatred at a glance, and its movements were also in a posture of preparing to attack.

But Jiang Rou on the other side exclaimed: "Wow! What a tenacious dog! It actually came to life!"

"That's great! It seems that with Xiao Hei's company in the future, my days in the small mountain village will not be boring..."

Jiang Rou held the phone in one hand and caressed Xiao Hei with the other hand.

A small section of the wrist entered the realm. It was small and delicate, with ten fingers like bamboo shoots. It was clearly a very soft hand, but it made people feel chilly.

"I really like Xiao Hei more and more. Xiao Hei, do you like me? I have a lot of delicious dog food!"

Jiang Rou's voice came from the video. However, it was clearly a sweet voice, but what Chacha thought of was the weird smile on her face.

Over there, Xiao Hei's roar came again: "Woof woof woof woof..."

Xiao Hei screamed and bared his teeth at the same time. It seemed that if he hadn't recovered yet, he would really jump up and take a bite.

"Xiao Hei, be obedient!" Chacha saw the trick and hurriedly stopped Xiao Hei.

"Woof woof!" It sounded like "no".

【Yo ho! He actually refused! What a dog with only one personality! 】

The system looked at Xiao Hei, who was now full of life, and suddenly understood why the original owner Jiang Cha liked him. He was so clear in love and hate that he even dared to reject his own host. He was afraid that he had forgotten that his life was still that of Cha Cha. Was he rescued?

"Xiao Hei! Be obedient..." Chacha spoke again.

But when her words fell into Xiao Hei's ears, he trembled subconsciously, and the hair that had just been soaked in moxa leaf flung out of the water, splashing Jiang Rou all over.

"Ah!..." Jiang Rou screamed and backed away repeatedly, but she was still not spared.

Her white dress was affected, and it was covered with boiled brown mugwort juice. It was ugly and eye-catching, just like the stupid dog opposite her that had lost a lot of its black hair.

Jiang Rou was so angry that she clenched her phone and the screen shook a few times. She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and gave the phone to Jiang He.

"Uncle Jiang, you must miss Sister Chacha, right? Here, I'll give you the video so you can have a good chat."

After giving the phone out, Jiang Rou seemed to have no intention of saying, "Oh! It's so inconvenient not to have a mobile phone! How about I go buy you one tomorrow and treat it as my filial piety to you, Uncle Jiang?"

Jiang He hurriedly refused, "No, no, I can't use that thing. I understand Miss Jiang's kindness!"

While Jiang He was talking, he saw Chacha in the video. His originally polite and unfamiliar tone changed, and even his face softened.

"Little Teacup, Dad misses you so much! When will you come back?"

This was the first time Jiang He saw Chacha after he narrowly escaped death. His words were trembling and he sounded like he was crying. His eyes were moist and filled with longing.

Almost, almost, he wouldn't be able to come back, and he would never see his little tea cup again!

In fact, as far as death was concerned, Jiang He was not afraid or timid at all. He was just worried about what would happen to his little teacup after he left.

He was worried that she would go astray and go astray; he was worried that she would meet bad people and hurt her.

He was worried about her life-long affairs, fearing that she would not meet her husband and would be entrusted to an unworthy person.

He was concerned about her health, fearing that she would have no one to help her or rely on when she was in trouble.

He was even more afraid that she couldn't figure it out. His little teacup was too thoughtful. He was afraid that she would be taken advantage of, or directly harmed by others!

He worried about too many things and regretted too many things, all because of the little teacup.

Fortunately, he survived. For him, this was his second life. He was grateful to God and determined to do better to the little teacup! better!

Because she is his little teacup!

Back then, the moment he picked up the little girl, the gears of fate began to turn...