The Theory of the Transformation of the Loyal Dog's Soul

Ten minutes later, Wang Bin drove his popular lover all the way.

Fang Ze was squatting downstairs in his own house, a pair of slippers had been thrown away somewhere, and his feet were bare, looking like a vagrant.Wang Bin picked him up and said in surprise, "What's going on? You're still crying!" Fang Ze's eyes were red, and his messy hair was on top of his head, so pitiful.

"You're the one crying! I was, just a little excited." Fang Ze glared at him.But what he said is not credible at all, if there is no trembling and hoarseness in his voice that cannot be concealed.

Wang Bin sighed, took off his black leather jacket and put it on him, revealing his cotton sweater with Pikachu printed on it.It's still the nondescript collocation style of editor Wang Da.

Fang Ze saw the sweater hat on his back move, and a head poked out, staring at Fang Ze with blinking beautiful blue eyes, it was Xiao Mi.

"No need." Fang Ze felt awkward.

"Why are you being polite to me!" Without saying a word, Wang Bin slapped Fang Ze's thin back with a Tathagata palm, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Treating Xiao Ling should be as warm as a spring breeze!"

Fang Ze: "..." Your sister!

After Fang Ze told Wang Bin the ins and outs of the matter, Wang Bin's face darkened, and he said without joking, "Call the police."

"Ah?" Fang Ze hesitated, "Nothing happened to me... He seems to know me, and he even called me by my name."

Wang Bin's face darkened even more: "That's even more dangerous! Lao Fang, this is a pervert, do you know that?"

Fang Ze has never dealt with the police before. In his mind, the police station is a mysterious place that can turn big things into big things.Whenever he met a person in uniform, Fang Ze was more nervous than a thief.He hesitated and said, "No need, it seems troublesome..." Seeing Wang Bin's unhappy face, he went over and sneered, "I've already subdued him, so you just go and collect it. We two big men, are you afraid?" What?"

"Who's scared?!" Wang Bin stared with tiger eyes and gritted his teeth: "You really know how to use me as a gunman!" Without saying a word, he turned his head and rushed upstairs.

Fang Ze exhaled and followed suit.

In fact, Wang Bin himself is very clear about his weight.Don't look at him tall and big, with dark skin and a masculine beard, he is very bluffing wherever he pokes.

In fact, it is just appearance.Thanks to his father and mother who gave him a pair of door god skins, Wang Bin is strong on the outside but capable on the outside.

The door of Fang Ze's house was open, and Wang Bin glared at him resentfully: "Does this mean you are brave, or are you careless?"

Entering the house, the ground is in tatters.Wang Bin couldn't believe it and asked: "Are you really not robbed?" The answer was affirmative, Wang Bin's calf was numb from being kicked.

In the small bedroom, there was a mess everywhere, and clothes and bedding were torn everywhere, but no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see the perverted, naked man Fang Ze said.

Fang Ze was also stunned, not knowing what happened, he pushed Wang Bin away, and went in to check by himself.

There was a bulge under the thick quilt, and he and Wang Bin looked at each other.Wang Bin nodded, picked up the vase in his hand, and was about to smash it down when Fang Ze suddenly lifted the bedding!

"Steamed buns?!" The murder weapon braked in time.I saw a group of yellow hair curled up at the foot of the bed.

Fang Ze felt distressed when he saw it. The sweater was messed up on Mantou's body, which was the prop he used to tie up the pervert.Fang Ze untied his sweater three times, dragged the steamed bun into his arms, and accidentally touched the big dog's head, and the big dog whined suddenly as if it was in pain.

"What's going on here?" Fang Ze asked, he raised his eyes to look at Wang Bin, the two looked at each other, and there was an answer in their hearts.

"Ran."

Fang Ze hated it very much at this time, and only regretted why he didn't kick that pervert a few more times.Not to mention running away, he still injured the big dog so cruelly.Fang Ze gently comforted Mantou, Mantou was more silent than ever, with his eyes closed, his head resting on the man's arm, his body trembling.

Wang Bin was forced to spend the night here at Fang Ze.When something like this happens, no one can rest assured.Wang Bin had searched each room carpet-like in the first place, and checked the safety performance of the doors and windows many times, fearing that something might go wrong.

Fang Ze couldn't figure out how that pervert entered his room, when did he enter, and what was his purpose.He was nestling on the sofa with the steamed buns in his arms, his brows were tightly frowned.

Wang Bin boiled beer with fermented glutinous rice, gave him a glass, and drank it himself, refreshing himself.Putting his ass next to Fang Ze, he lifted Xiao Mi who was curled up in a corner, and put it on his thigh to smooth his hair. Wang Bin said, "Don't think about it, you will never become Sherlock Holmes. If you are afraid, let's file a case. It’s good to have a bottom line.”

"No." Fang Ze refused without thinking.

"I've seen many patients afraid of hospitals, but I've never seen good people afraid of the police. You are reincarnated from a thief ancestor!"

Fang Ze was not in a good mood, nor was he angry: "You will never die of poverty."

At night, Fang Ze built a temporary bed for Wang Bin beside his bed.Originally, it didn't matter if the two of them squeezed together, but when thinking about their own sexuality, no matter how good a brother was, he had to avoid suspicion.

Wang Bin didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he smiled and said "it's a big deal", and fell into his bed carelessly.

Fang Ze lay sideways on the bed with steamed buns in his arms, looking at Wang Bin like that, he was grateful to him.It's good to have such a brother.

Mantou was silent all the time, a small bump appeared on its head, and it hurt when touched.Fang Ze could only brag about it, but he didn't know what to do.

The big dog has been depressed, looking at Fang Ze's animal eyes, with grievances and other complicated and unspeakable emotions.Fang Ze stared blankly, and somehow remembered the expression on the pervert's face when he was injured by himself today.After stroking the big dog's fur, he said worriedly: "Won't the steamed bun leave a psychological shadow?"

Wang Bin turned over impatiently, Xiao Mi nestled in the hollow of his shoulder, and meowed following his movements, as if reminding him to be careful.

"You should still worry about me, and still have a psychological shadow... Groove."

Fang Ze didn't bother to pay attention to him, and let the big dog sleep on his stomach through the quilt, staring at the dark ceiling in a daze.

Wang Bin stayed at Fang Ze's house for two days, and nothing happened.Fang Ze always delays people because he is not good. On the last day, he specially went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of good dishes. He cooked for a long time and prepared a table full of Chinese and Chinese. He thanked Wang Bin for taking care of him for so many days.

Editor Wang said he was being polite, but his ass was stuck in the chair early, gearing up and waiting for the table to be opened, so he almost let out a hail.

Fang Ze only thought it was funny.Wang Bin is an old man, and sometimes he looks like a young man, both wanting and lacking.

After dinner, Wang Bin went home with his kitten.

After two days of recovery, Mantou became that heartless silly dog ​​again.Only occasionally lying on the cold floor, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.Every time I saw it, it made Fang Ze's heart ache.

Thinking of being locked up at home for the past two days and the big dog getting bored, Fang Ze made a major decision: go out for a walk with the dog!

Why is it important?Because in the next few hours, a major event will happen, and this event will be like a misplaced signpost, guiding Fang Ze further and further away from his original ordinary life track.

Seven or eight o'clock is not too late, but in winter, it is also dark.The lights of each house went up, making the modern night look particularly restless.

Fang Ze led the steamed buns and walked slowly on the street with more traffic.Most of the residents in the old district are women, children and the elderly. At this time, there are more people, walking in twos and threes.

Fang Ze was a little dazed at first, such a moment is the most leisure, and the steamed bun is also obedient, following him neither far nor near.Suddenly, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Before he could react, Fang Ze was slammed from behind, staggering and almost knocking over the roadside stall.I saw a black shadow rushing past him at high speed.

There was a burst of screaming from the crowd.I saw a white-haired, lucky-looking mother-in-law stumbling through the crowd.Her hair was disheveled, one foot was bare, and the shoe on her foot was lying alone a few meters away, crying hoarsely: "Come here! Grab the bag!!!"

Fang Ze was shocked.Looking up, they were all old and weak, women and children, knocked to one side by the rushing bandits, and there was no one to stop them.

In fact, he didn't want to take this muddy water at all!

While thinking this way, Fang Ze's two legs were already running wildly, ignoring the master's voice.