Reborn Harley is a dog

Harley brushed the broken hair on his forehead with his hands, looked around in the mirror, raised his eyebrows and looked back at the stylist hiding far away, then snorted out of his nose: "Well, Well enough……"

"What are you doing!" After someone pushed the back of his head severely, Harley turned his head angrily, and saw Yan Han nodding his chin at him with a cold face: "Thank you!"

Harley pursed his lips and wrinkled his nose, looked at Yan Han who raised one eyebrow lightly, then turned to look at the trembling barber, snorted embarrassingly, and nodded slightly: "Thank you!" Yan Han pressed his head down again, but he just clenched his fists tightly and didn't resist.

"No, no, no! It should be, besides... besides... it's also my fault, uh, first..." The stylist hurriedly waved his hands, watching the boy lower his head and bared his teeth at him, frowned, and ruthlessly He swallowed, feeling the urge to cry.

If Yan Han hadn't stopped him in time, the stylist really had the illusion that he would be killed by Harley.

This seemingly slender young man was so ruthless that he looked like a mad cow who saw the red cloth. The stylist still feels terrified when he thinks about it now. He didn't expect Harley to cherish his hair so much.

Besides, this mistake can be remedied. Although the sideburns are cut too short, styling the hair on top can make up for this mistake.

But there is no time left for him to explain!The stylist looked at the young man rushing towards him, waved his hands in panic and backed away, and finally threw away the watering can in his hand, and ran away.

"Stop!" Harley yelled from behind with red eyes, gnashing his teeth: "Don't let me catch you! You're dead!" The stylist swung his arms desperately, staggered and stretched his neck to look back , turned around abruptly, closed his eyes and kicked his legs even more desperately.

Oh my god!Meet the live Yaksha!

The stylist is a guy from Northeast China who has traveled all over the world for many years. Although his physique is relatively weak, he is also a man of strength. He has never seen such a battle!

But at this time, he couldn't get up in awe.I thought to myself, don't stand up and talk without back pain, you have experienced and experienced, whoever can calm down, he will definitely not say a word, kneel down and kowtow to that person to recognize his grandfather.

The styling area was disturbed by this crazy game of chasing and fleeing. The customers who were styling and the stylists were in a dilemma. The customers who were waiting for the styling all fled to the rest area next door in a hurry.All kinds of potion bottles clanked and knocked to one side, and some timid female customers screamed and even choked up.

The stylist could hardly run anymore and was ready to catch him.Anyway, if he dies, he will be a hero again 18 years later.He stopped and put his hands on his knees, panting, looking at the boy who was coming straight towards him, the stylist sighed and closed his eyes fiercely.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go!" After preparing for a long time, the storm never came.The stylist couldn't help being puzzled, and secretly opened one eye.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you staggered back a step.

The boy was baring his teeth and claws at him, wishing he could tear him apart, but his struggling arms just couldn't reach him.The ferocious face was suddenly turned away, only his struggling legs and, uh, Doctor Yan's forbearing face could be seen.

He slapped Harley's ass on the shoulder hard: "Stop making trouble! If you make trouble again, I'll throw you down the window!" Harley turned a deaf ear to it, and hit Yan Han with his fists indiscriminately.

Yan Han closed his eyes, took a deep breath, walked quickly to the large window, pulled open the aluminum alloy window, and raised his hand to throw Harley out.

Eh!Don't!

Everyone gasped, and the stylist was about to kneel on the ground with his hands outstretched.Two grandpas, this is the twelfth floor, don't play with him anymore, he is timid.

Harley felt the harsh wind blowing past his ears, calmed down in an instant, turned his neck to the right stiffly, tears almost fell down.Why does that person look as big as an ant!

"Are you still messing around?" Yan Han narrowed his eyes slightly, holding Harley's belt tightly with one hand.Unconvinced, Harley hummed, "Huh?" Yan Han raised his eyebrows, grabbed his ankle and was about to push him out of the window.

"Wow! I was wrong, I was wrong! I stopped messing around! Let me down! Let me down!" Harley burst into tears with a "wow".

Ah Jin, who had been sleeping peacefully in his pocket, slid onto the window sill along the downward opening of the pocket, was hit by big teardrops in a daze, shook his head indiscriminately, squinted his eyes and turned his head sideways. Look, the hair all over the body is blown up.

A Jin cautiously rubbed himself to the inside of the window sill, looked at Harley with his head down, and then at Yan Han with a livid face, not even daring to show his anger.

Yan Han increased his strength with both hands, waited quietly for a while, and saw that Harley didn't move, then pulled his hand and stretched Harley back.As soon as Harley's legs touched the ground, he slid down the wall and sat on the ground, sobbing.

The surrounding customers and stylists were stunned by the shock, and even the shop owner was kicked out, standing beside him respectfully, not daring to say a word.

Harley opened his neck and yelled for a while, his voice became hoarse, and finally wiped his face twitching, stood up and dusted off the dirt on his body, looked at Yan Han, and hiccupped .

"Look at what you have messed up this store?" Yan Han pointed at the surrounding mess with a condensed face: "Do you think you did it right?"

Harley shook his head fiercely: "But..." Just as he was about to argue, he was stopped by Yan Han: "Let me see your hair!"

"Look, look!" Harley quickly stretched his head over, took a deep breath, and glared at the stylist next to him.Yan Han turned his head sideways and used his hands to smooth his hair: "It's a little..."

"It can be remedied..." The stylist glanced at Harley secretly, and then pursed his lips tightly.Yan Han looked at the bald sideburns, suppressed a smile, and looked at the stylist who didn't even dare to show his air: "Is it really all right?"

"I promise, the effect is definitely not worse than what I imagined at the beginning!" The stylist's expression was firm, and he almost swore to the lamp with three fingers up.Yan Han glanced at him, then turned around and rubbed Harley's hair: "Can't I fix this for you?"

"He didn't say that just now!" Harley puffed up his mouth unconvinced, and tilted his head. "Have you allowed someone to talk yet?" Yan Han squinted at him and snorted, but Harley opened his mouth and didn't speak.Yan Han came back to his senses, and greeted the bewildered stylist: "Go ahead! I'm here! Tell me anything!"

Still holding the fashion magazine, Yan Han was sitting very close to Harley, and he could clearly see the sun's brilliance refracted by the tips of the flying hair.Couldn't help rubbing his temples, Yan Han shook his head and chuckled softly.

Educating Harley is like training a pet dog. You have to give them a whip and then a candy bar. Only when they are soft and hard can they be submissive.Yan Han didn't know why he suddenly had this illusion, and it was a bit abrupt, so he accepted it with peace of mind.

"You mean what you say!" Harley covered his head with the hood of the hoodie, and huddled in the car seat, Yan Han sat in the driver's seat, frowned slightly, fastened his seat belt, and then raised his chin at Harley , seeing Harley tugging on the seat belt fiercely, he suddenly smiled softly: "I remember, but who are you inviting?"

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"Open the door!" Yan Han was pouring fruit tea into a small transparent glass cup when he heard a childish call to the door.Hurriedly taking the baked muffins to the table, Yan Han straightened his collar and opened the door.

"Come in, come in!" As soon as Yan Han opened the door, he saw Harley pushing forward with both hands, jumping on the spot.I looked around and saw no one.

"Hey! Look!" Suddenly a small hand patted his stomach, Yan Han was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that there was a little guy standing in front of him looking at him with an unkind expression.

When Yan Han met those big black eyes, he suddenly felt familiar. "Hey! Is this how you treat guests!" The little guy suddenly raised his head and curled his lips.

"Bad guy! You're a bad guy!"

Yan Han suddenly realized, turned his body and let the little guy in.As soon as the little guy walked into the room, he looked at the slippers next to the shoe cabinet, squatted down and flicked them around, chose the smallest pair to put on his feet, and kicked into the living room with his hands behind his back.

"Why did you call her over? Do you know each other?" Yan Han put one hand on the door frame, stopped Harley from the door, and glanced at the baby who was waddling around the room.

"She is..." Harley's words came to his lips, and he suddenly swallowed them back, rolled his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Didn't the little guy's puppy die? I saw that she was so sad that day, and then she wanted hers." On the phone, talk to her often, and you will get to know her once she comes and goes."

"Harley! Which room do you live in now?" The little guy pointed to the study room, looked at Harley, then at Yan Han, his little chin raised slightly.

Yan Han looked at her, and the two of them just stared at each other for a while, then turned around and looked at Harley again, and walked to the table with a light smile: "Stop reviewing, come on, sit down and drink some water first!"

The little guy looked at him, climbed up the chair with twists and turns, put his hands on the edge of the table, grabbed a muffin, and held a cup of fruit tea, stretched out his head and blew gently on the cup, and then He lowered his head and took a sip, narrowed his eyes for an instant, and gritted his teeth.

Yan Han looked at Harley who jumped over, smiled lightly and shook his head, why does this kid like to bark his teeth and crack his mouth like Harley.

"How is it? It's okay!" Harley said, grabbing a muffin and sitting next to the baby.The baby nodded lightly: "It's okay!" He took a bite of the muffin, closed his eyes and shook his shoulders: "It's delicious!"

Harley rubbed the child's head, and the child immediately fell into his arms, then remembered something, straightened up, and yelled at Yan Han: "If you dare to bully my Harley! I will never forgive you!" Nen's small fist waved at Yan Han.

When Ah Jin woke up, he smelled the sweet smell of custard. He jumped out of the study, straightened up, wrinkled his nose and sniffed, then rushed to the table, and pulled out a muffin from the plate with both hands. .

"Gold!" The baby suddenly rushed to the table, picked up Ah Jin, held it to his cheek and rubbed it vigorously.Ah Jin stretched out his paw, and the other paw was stretched enough. Seeing the muffin falling to pieces on the table, he sighed helplessly, and lowered his paw in resignation.

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"I want to eat this!" The baby jumped out of the shopping cart and rushed towards the enoki mushrooms on the shelf.Yan Han frowned slightly and pressed her shoulders: "Don't fall!" She turned her head and stared at Yan Han fiercely, but was picked up by Harley: "Take whatever you want!"

When the weather is cold, the greatest enjoyment is to sit around and eat hot pot with the whole family.Usually, Yan Han and Harley can't catch up to rest together, and the two of them don't have much fun. Having multiple children is a rare good time.

"I want this!" said the baby, spreading his hands forward fiercely, and Harley held her belly tightly: "Let's go! Take it!" As he spoke, shaking the baby from side to side, he ran to the refrigerator in small steps, picked up A bag of fish tofu.

"That! That! I want to kiss my intestines!" The baby opened his arms and pursed his lips, and Harley bent his knees slightly: "Okay!" He said, carrying the baby on his shoulders, and quickly ran to the cold storage area.

"Oh! Airplane!" The baby happily spread his arms, and Harley grabbed her legs tightly, shaking from side to side between the shelves.The mobile phone hanging on the baby's chest suddenly turned on the signal, and the crisp polyphonic ringtone could not be heard at all in the noisy supermarket.

"Oh! Fly!" Harley gently turned the baby upside down, and the baby giggled and clapped his little hands.The phone's call button tapped lightly on the button of the baby's clothes, and the call was made instantly, but the person on the phone could only hear the baby's excited screams.

Yan Han pushed the shopping cart, watching the big and small ones who were frantically playing in front of him, flicking the various hot pot ingredients piled up in the shopping cart. Little hand: "I already bought it."

The baby looked back at Yan Han, retracted his hand, and shook it fiercely: "Huh! You are stingy!" Yan Han looked at the child's angry face, and waved his hands helplessly: "Take it, take it!" Eat these things for a week.

The child looked at him, picked the largest can of luncheon meat from the shelf, put it in the shopping cart, and curled his lips in a friendly voice: "That's not too bad!"

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"Eat, eat!" The baby looked at the steaming hot pot served by Yan Han, clapped his little hands and cheered happily.Yan Han looked at her and shook his head with a light smile.

For the sake of the baby, there is no chili in the soup base.

Harley gently rubbed the baby's hair, and just as the child raised his head and rubbed against his ear, the phone rang.Picking up the phone from his chest, the baby pressed the answer button: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Baby! Don't be afraid! Mom will take the police uncle to rescue you in a while!"

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The author has something to say: being said to be worthless~~~ really starting to feel worthless~~~