Fast Wear: Stay Away from The Protagonist's Plan (MTL)

180. World VI: Master, Are You Okay? (13)

After taking the second master's breath, Mad Dog breathed a sigh of relief, because he thought too much, and the second master was just drunk, a false alarm.

It's just that the mature and stable second master is now paralyzed on the table with a jug in his arms. His hair is messy, his beard is stubby, and his face is haggard. The clothes seem to be the same clothes he wore the day he came back. The whole room was filled with pungent alcohol and indescribable odors.

How can this still look like the head of Xunyang Village? Just a beggar begging for food.

There are still several pools of unknown muddy objects on the table. Just now, I didn't pay attention to it in a hurry. Now I can see it clearly. The mad dog frowned, pinched his nose, and carefully raised his feet to go to the door.

But when he glanced at it, he couldn't help but stop.

The second master Xu was dreaming about something, and actually wept. The already haggard face was full of tears, and he whispered a few words in a low voice. This look is even more ugly, but it is unbearable.

"Mad brother..." The doll didn't see the mad dog coming out for a long time, so he went to pull the window sill, and his little short legs kicked hard trying to climb in, but when he found it was useless, he called out pitifully.

However, her mad brother didn't seem to hear it, so he found a broom on his own, opened the door to ventilate, and began to tidy up the room.

The doll continued to call out a few more times, each more aggrieved.

Mad Dog was a little upset, and he had decided to continue to be angry with the doll, ignoring her...

"Why?" He finally couldn't help coming to the window and stared at her condescendingly.

Why is he still so fierce?

The doll raised her face blankly, then picked up the food box of the second master, and stood under the window sill, with her small hands struggling to lift a food box several sizes larger than her head, her body was unstable, and she was trying to pass it. to the mad dog.

Seeing that the doll and the food box were about to fall down, the mad dog hurriedly took it, avoiding a tragic disaster: "You doll, messing around again."

Putting the food box on a clean corner of the table, Mad Dog continued to roll up his sleeves and start cleaning.

"Crazy brother, and me." The doll pulled the window sill with difficulty, staring at the mad dog.

Seeing that the crazy brother was ignoring her again, the baby, like the second master, began to cry, and stopped calling him, crawling and crying on his short hands and short legs, with inexplicable stubbornness.

Mad Dog has been secretly paying attention to the little doll. Seeing the blue veins on the forehead jumping, it is really worrying for the big ones and the small ones.

"Can't you walk through the door? With such a big door, why don't you crawl here? Stupid baby." The mad dog walked back to the window in three or two steps, poked the doll's forehead with gnashing teeth, and still hugged the person. Come in.

After landing, the doll wiped away her tears with her sleeves, took out a few small flowers from her pocket and placed them in front of the drunken second master, then found a small stool and sat silently at the door. This time it was her turn to ignore him.

How dare the little baby get angry with him?

The mad dog couldn't help laughing and laughing. It was clearly that she ran around without hitting him when she greeted him, which made him anxious for a long time. According to the temperament of his former bully, he had already beaten this stinky doll.