The devil is forced to open every day

In the early morning, Si Lingyin, who had made up for his sleep, helped Rong Hua Fugui in the kitchen. He was nicknamed the God of Cooking and started by peeling garlic.

The door of the bedroom on the first floor was scratched a few times. Si Tingyin heard a few "woo hoots" and hurried over to open the door, only to see the bald dog walking out of the bedroom sleepily, picking up a corn dog toy from his toy pile, Lie down there and bite and play.

"It's a dog, and it's still the same as the previous biological clock." Si Lingyin knelt down and stroked the bald dog's head. The bald dog turned its head, stuck out its tongue, and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" Si Lingyin went to wipe Gouzi's tears, and the bald dog got up quickly and ran to the bathroom in a panic.

"Strange." Si Lingyin looked worried and looked at Ronghua Fugui, "Why does my son cry when he wakes up so early in the morning?"

Rong Huafugui glanced at the garlic peeled off by his wife. The garlic cloves were white and fat, but now there are many fingernail marks on it, and the thin layer of skin inside has not been torn clean.

"Did you wash your hands after peeling the garlic?"

"It seems..." Si Lingyin raised his hand to smell it, and a spicy smell hit his face.

A little hot on the eyes.

"You take a rest." Rong Hua Fugui has already seen the reality clearly, some people are not naturally suitable to be in the kitchen, so don't force it.

The dog came out of the bathroom, his paws and face were covered with water, his eyes were a little red, and his nose twitched.

Si Lingyin looked at the dog in embarrassment, the bald dog turned his head, walked away from Si Lingyin in a wide circle, picked up his own corn dog toy, and waited under the stairs with his head up.

The boy was still not there, and the bald dog was lying under the stairs, listlessly flicking the dog toy back and forth.

"Is this waiting for Lorraine?" Si Lingyin saw Gouzi's intention.

"Who else is there besides Luo Lan?" Rong Hua Fugui glanced upstairs, "By the way, are you also in charge of the interrogation of Daoist Glory? Are you going to work overtime again today?"

"Reverend Glory is just a suspect now, and we have no definite evidence to prove that he is the mastermind behind the scenes." Si Lingyin washed his hands in the kitchen, cleaning the garlic under his fingernails.

"Besides, Glory Daoist has higher authority than me. He is considered a senior in the special affairs department, and his disciples are all over the special affairs department. Therefore, it is difficult for me to come forward for this interrogation. The headquarters arranged for the inspection team to interrogate them."

"Alright." Rong Hua Fugui nodded, "What about Xiaosu? Is there a breakthrough?"

"A little bit." Si Lingyin turned off the faucet and rubbed his hands on Rong Huafugui, "I am in her cell, playing my favorite brainwashing songs on a loop, so that the next interrogation will at least make me happier. "

Rong Hua Fugui couldn't help laughing, and slapped his wife's hand rubbing against him.

"Huh..." The bald dog observed the interaction between the couple and hummed.

At this moment, there was some movement upstairs, and the dog's ears pricked up. After confirming that it was the boy who came back, he excitedly picked up the dog toy, rushed up the stairs, and started scratching at the door.

The door opened, Lorraine lowered his eyes, picked up the toy in the bald dog's mouth, and threw it downstairs.

The bald dog turned around excitedly and chased after it. Its paws slipped on the floor, and after braking with its face, it got up unyieldingly. Gululu rolled down the stairs, stood up shaking his head, identified the direction, and found the toy without any mistakes. He picked up the toy and rushed towards the boy who was going downstairs.

"Loran, good morning~" Si Lingyin greeted the boy with a smile.

"Come here after Luolan washes up. Uncle tried to make sour soup powder today." Ronghua Fugui was making the dipping sauce with a proud face, "This recipe is secret!"

"Come right away." Lorraine threw out the dog toy that was handed to him again, and went into the bathroom.

After wiping off the drops of water on his face, Lorraine saw that the bald dog had jumped onto the sink with a toy in its mouth, tilting its head and looking at him curiously.

"Excuse me~" The bald dog didn't know what to think of. He put his claws into the sink, and after getting wet, he raised his claws and approached Lorraine cautiously, rubbing against Lorraine's body twice.

Lorraine watched in silence as the bald dog left two paw prints on his clothes.

There is a word called "dog dares", it is not fake.

Ronghua Fugui's dipping sauce was ready, and Luo Lan didn't come out of the washroom for a long time. Si Lingyin went to check the situation, and before entering the washroom, he heard the voice of "叫, 叶, 咕" inside.

"What's the matter?" Si Lingyin walked into the washroom with a confused face, only to see the bald dog standing in the sink, wet all over, turning into a drowned dog.

"Are you taking a bath?" Si Lingyin suddenly realized, and quickly took out the anti-mite body wash for pets from the bedroom, and squeezed the bald dog a few times.

"Here I come, Lorraine, go eat the noodles quickly, or it won't be well soaked." Si Lingyin rubbed the dog's head, turned on the faucet, and adjusted it to the right temperature.

Lorraine took a deep look at the bald dog, and the dog shrank its head subconsciously, humming very aggrieved.

The sour soup powder made by Ronghua Fugui is very delicious, with a fruity acidity, slightly spicy but not dry. There are shallots, peppers, and a little ear root in the dipping bowl. Whether it is eaten directly or dipped, the taste is very good. Excellent.

The white-washed bald dog was carried out by Si Lingyin and wrapped in a towel. The bald dog was wrapped up in a roll, leaving only one tail exposed, watching Luolan flick it wildly.

Si Lingyin put Gou Juan aside and came over to chatter about the powder. Gou Juan wriggled unwillingly, like a big caterpillar, and worked so hard to get to Lorraine's feet.

"Excuse me~" The bald dog raised his head, his eyes signaled Si Lingyin and Ronghua Fugui, as if he was about to explain something, with a look of grievance and innocence.

"Loran, dogs are not allowed in the unit, ah no, bring your son to work." Rong Huafugui said a little bit, "We didn't think well yesterday, so I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." Lorraine took a sip of the soup.

Rong Hua Fugui still has lingering fears about the incident of the dog jumping off the building yesterday, "Today I called a staff member who came to foster care. He is a dog monster with 15 years of experience in taking care of puppies. He should come in a while."

"Hmm." Lorraine nodded.

"Excuse me?" Gou Juan tilted his head.

"Son, be obedient." Si Lingyin felt that he had returned to before liberation overnight, "I will come to accompany you when we get off work."

After the couple finished their meal and went to work, Lorraine sat on the sofa, swiping the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, and a dog crawled over, stretched out its paw carefully, and touched the boy's trouser leg.

Seeing that the boy didn't respond, the bald dog twisted its body and got out of the towel roll. It hugged Lorraine's calf with its two paws, raised its head and blinked its eyes, trying to be cute.

Lorraine looked up from the phone screen, saw the expression of the bald dog, and gently pushed the bald dog's forehead with his fingertips.

The bald dog fell backwards, twisted its body on the floor, and relentlessly grabbed the boy's calf again.

The doorbell rang, and Lorraine opened the door with a bald dog on his lap. A smiling middle-aged woman walked in and handed out the order, "Did you call for home care?"

Lorraine silently picked up the bald dog like brown sugar and handed it to the middle-aged woman.

"Okay." The middle-aged woman took the bald dog with a kind smile, "Please give it to me, and I will take good care of it."

"Excuse me..." The bald dog began to struggle hard, and stretched out a helpless paw towards the young man in the woman's arms.

"Please keep an eye on him." Lorraine put on his coat. "He will jump out of the window."

"Okay." The woman smiled and looked at the bald dog, "What should I call you?"

"damn thing."

"What?" The woman was taken aback.

"He called a dog." Lorraine said expressionlessly.

"Excuse me~" The bald dog wagged its tail courteously towards the boy.

"I'll go first." Lorraine went to the entrance to change his shoes and left. The moment the door closed, the bald dog couldn't see the boy, and immediately became anxious. He broke free from the woman's arms and jumped to scratch the door.

Remembering the boy's instructions, the woman went to close the windows of the room tightly, trying to pick up the bald dog to comfort him.

"Wow!" The bald dog escaped from the woman's arms, yelled fiercely at the woman, and ran to the window, but found that he couldn't open the window like last time.

The bald dog started to hit the glass with its body, the woman frowned, and quickly lifted the bald dog by the back of the neck, "Stop making trouble!"

"Wow!" The bald dog turned its head and was about to bite. Seeing this, the woman shook her body and turned into a large Chinese pastoral dog, trying to pick up the back of the bald dog's neck.

"Wooooow!" The bald dog jumped away flexibly, facing the large dog in front of him, baring its teeth.

"Who is afraid of who, I advise you to be obedient!" The pastoral dog also bared its teeth and put on a fighting posture.

"Wow!" The bald dog howled up to the sky, his eyes turned red, and the pastoral dog smelled an extremely strong smell, as if he had a natural suppression of monsters.

The pastoral dog took a step back and watched the little bald dog in front of him. His figure began to swell, surrounded by a golden aura of auspicious beasts, with a single horn slowly protruding from the top of his head, claws covered with scales, a tiger head and a dragon body, thick shoulders and arms , The lion's tail flicked, as if it had great power.

The pastoral dog froze in place, involuntarily tucked its tail, leaned over and lowered its head.

Home foster beast, this is what a dog can do? !

The divine beast gazed majesticly, glanced at the trembling pastoral dog lightly, turned its head and raised its claws to open the door, pressed the elevator's down button, as if recalling something, turned its head and went home with another roll of leash in its mouth.

The moment the elevator door opened, as if a balloon had deflated, the mythical beast suddenly turned back into a bald dog, wagging its tail, and happily entered the elevator with the leash in its mouth, eyes full of joy.

Lorraine took a taxi to the suburbs, and the driver looked in the rearview mirror from time to time with strange eyes.

"Little handsome guy, does that dog in the back belong to you? It has chased us all the way."

Lorraine looked in the rearview mirror and saw the familiar bald figure, the dog's face twisted in order to catch up with the car.

"It's strange, I didn't get rid of the dog in the forty yards I drove, can a dog run forty yards?" The driver fell into deep self-doubt.

"Then you try to speed up?" Lorraine looked indifferent.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, and after a few turns, the dog was finally invisible in the rearview mirror.

"Let me just say, how can a dog run so fast, isn't this evil!" The driver master was relieved, and joked with a smile, "If the dog can run so fast, everyone will ride the dog, why drive a car?" .”

Lorraine glanced at the rearview mirror, then lowered his head and turned on his phone to read the news.

Si Lingyin: "Loran, the dog demon we were looking for just now, she called me and cried and said she would quit..."

"Oh, fuck me!" The driver braked suddenly, and Lorraine steadied his body and looked up, seeing the shocked expression of the driver and a bald dog cake lying on the windshield, slowly sliding down.

"He, he fell down suddenly!" The driver master mechanically turned on the double flash, stopped to the right, frightened and incoherent, "I didn't mean it!"

"Is the car okay?" Lorraine looked at the driver indifferently.

"The car...the car is fine..." The driver covered his heart, "It's this dog..."

The dog biscuit moved suddenly, and the driver's face turned pale with fright.

Dog Biscuit stood up from the hood, patted his head with his paw, turned his head to look at the scene inside the car, passed the white-faced driver, and successfully saw the teenager sitting in the back row.

"Woo~" Dog Biao jumped off the hood and started scratching the rear door. The driver opened the door for the dog in a daze. , pitifully stuck out his tongue and panted.