He always wants to kill this scum

Han Xiaodong was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help himself, his heart was so stuffy that he panicked, and his voice was hoarse: "Mom, I have a headache, just let me sleep."

"Headache? Don't you have a cold?" Han's mother stepped forward and touched her son's forehead, and she did have a fever: "It seems that he caught a cold. When did you come back last night? Why didn't you come back?" What's the point? I'll make some ginger soup for you, when did Xiao Huan have a dog at home? When I came back from work today, I heard a dog barking in his yard, it was miserable."

Mother Han babbled a few more words, Han Xiaodong took off the quilt, grabbed the clothes and put it on his body, Mother Han was startled by him: "Why are you going? You are lying down because you are not feeling well!! Eh? Xiaodong, why is there a big bruise on your face?"

"I... I fell. Mom, I'm going to Xie Huan's house now, and I'll be back later." Han Xiaodong rushed out of the house, trotted all the way to Xie Huan's house, and saw that the yard was frozen there. Han Xiaodong's nose was sore in Changle, who was restless. Yesterday he offended Xie Huan, and he threw Changle out this morning. Does it mean that from today onwards, like Changle, he will be thrown out of his life by him?

"Changle, come here! Changle..." Han Xiaodong squatted outside the iron gate and called Changle. Changle knew Han Xiaodong. This dog was very psychic, and Han Xiaodong held it for hours in such a cold winter and never let go.

Changle's legs were a little cold, but when it saw Han Xiaodong in its small eyes, it seemed that infinite hope arose in an instant, and it dragged its body and screamed while crawling towards Han Xiaodong.

But the gap between the iron gates was too small, so Han Xiaodong could only stretch out one hand, caressing Chang Le's little head, and Chang Le's warm tongue licked Han Xiaodong's fingertips.He raised his head and barked affectionately at him.

Han Xiaodong sniffed, swallowed the sourness, stood up and rang Xie Huan's doorbell, but there was no sound from inside, and Xie Huan's voice did not come from the receiver.

"Xie Huan! Come out, I know you are at home, you promised to take care of Changle, why did you break your promise? You ignore me at worst, and ignore me for the rest of your life, but how can you leave Changle..."

Suddenly the electronic lock on the iron door was unlocked with a 'click', Xie Huan's cold voice came from the receiver, and he only said two words: "Come in!"

Han Xiaodong pushed open the iron door, and hugged Changle tightly in his arms lovingly: "Changle, it's not cold anymore, I won't be cold when I hold you, be good!"

Chang Le nestled obediently in Han Xiaodong's arms, Han Xiaodong opened the door of the hall, and saw Xie Huanzheng sitting on the sofa with a relaxed face, his legs resting on the glass table, eating a cream cake on a plate with a fork in his hand .

The sound of the TV is not too loud. It is playing "Returning the Pearl" on Mango Channel. It is said that "Returning the Pearl" is broadcast every year during the winter and summer vacations. Xie Huan has never watched the whole one. When bored, turn on the TV to watch. Where is where.

When Han Xiaodong saw him watching "Returning the Pearl", he really despised him for a moment.Xie Huan sneaked a glance at him in his busy schedule, then quickly shifted his gaze to the TV screen.

Han Xiaodong pursed his lips and just opened his mouth when Xie Huan took the remote control and doubled his voice.Han Xiaodong's heart suddenly became angry, and he wanted to have a good talk with him, but seeing him like this, it is impossible to have a good talk with him.