How to raise a chai chai

Zheng Jian walked around the Maserati, looking down from time to time.

Qin Dong felt that it looked like a puppy was confirming the territory.

Good thing he doesn't pee on his hind legs...

"Come in, don't run around." Qin Dong called Zheng Jian in.

Zheng Jian looked back at Maserati three times a step at a time.

What about that man who doesn't like luxury cars?

Strictly speaking, even Qin Dong's assistant, Xiaomei, has never been to this house.

Every time Xiaomei comes to deliver scripts or materials, it is always in the public reception room of the community.

Qin Dong thought about it, and it seemed that only his parents, family members and Lei Zheng had come in.

Zheng Jian was the first stranger to step in.

From the garage into the living room of the villa, Maserati was immediately left behind.

Zheng Jian has discovered a new toy - the sweeping robot.

According to Qin Dong's previous settings, the sweeping robot works honestly and diligently at this time of the day.

But today it met its nemesis - Zheng Jian.

He now enjoys blocking the vacuum cleaners.

When it went to the right, Zheng Jian stretched out his foot to block the road; when he went to the left, Zheng Jian stretched out his foot to block the road.

The poor robot was tossed around by Zheng Jian.

If it could talk, it would probably have cursed at Zheng Jian long ago.

Qin Dong couldn't stand it anymore, "You go take a shower first, and I'll find you clothes you can wear."

"I just took a shower last night." Zheng Jian protested.

"It's today!" Without any explanation, Qin Dong forced Zheng Jian into the bathroom of the guest bedroom.

Zheng Jian didn't resist, Da Xia's body was indeed sticky.

Anyway, my stomach didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, and I hummed Zheng Jian's ditty again in the bathroom.

Take a shower, it's so comfortable.

There is actually a bathtub in the guest bedroom, I really want to take a bath.

But the bath time is too long, let's talk about it later.

There are all English toiletries under the nozzle. Not much else to say, Zheng Jian knows the shampoo among them.

There is also a large grapefruit drawn on it, which is probably a grapefruit-flavored shampoo.

Zheng Jian squeezed a big lump and touched it from head to toe.

That's right, straight men don't distinguish between shampoo and shower gel.

Both are the same thing to Zheng Jian, don't care about those details.

Is there a difference?Must not.

Here Qin Dong is worried about his wardrobe, his clothes probably look old-fashioned even in Zheng Jian's.

Suits, suits, suits.

Shirts, shirts, shirts.

Wait a minute, he remembered that Zheng Jian should be able to wear some new sets of clothes that were too trendy.

After looking through it carefully, it turned out to be brand new jeans and a sweatshirt.It is printed with various patterns that "middle-aged people" don't like.

Qin Dong sent a full set of clothes and new underwear to the guest bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Zheng Jian humming an out-of-key song. It didn't look like he was sick just now.

"Zheng Jian, put your clothes outside." Qin Dong knocked on the door.

"Okay, finish washing right away." Zheng Jian rubbed his hair inside.

He squeezed too much shampoo just now.

It's just bubbles, I didn't expect this shampoo to produce bubbles so easily.

And no matter how you wash it, your skin feels slippery, which makes Zheng Jian always feel that he hasn't washed it clean.

Zheng Jian managed to rinse off all the foam, and from a wimpy puppy to a lively Shiba Inu, it smells like grapefruit!

He went out with a bath towel around his waist and saw that there was a full set of clothes on the bed.

Zheng Jian wiped off the water droplets on his body with a large bath towel, and put on new clothes.

Wow, this dress is still the latest trendy brand.

The flagship store is still limited to purchase.

If anyone wins the lottery, he can earn double the fee if he changes hands.

Zheng Jian goes to draw lots every time, but every time he runs with him.

After changing his clothes happily, Zheng Jian walked into the living room blithely.

Qin Dong was sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, and there was a TV series on the TV.

"Qin Dong, you also watch TV dramas." Zheng Jian sat down beside Qin Dong.

The sofa shook slightly, and a scent of grapefruit wafted over.

Qin Dong is very unfamiliar with this feeling, and it is rare for someone to sit with him for a while.

My parents are unwilling to live in such a cold villa, and my younger siblings rarely come here when they live in their hometown.

Lei Zheng would not sit so close to him.

"I'm an actor, of course I want to watch TV dramas." Qin Dong gave up his seat slightly.

"What kind of drama is this?" Zheng Jian subconsciously went to eat the fruit on the coffee table.

Qin Dong pressed Zheng·Gluttony·Jian's hand quickly, "Dare to eat today? I don't want my life anymore?"

"Hey hey, it's okay." Zheng Jian was forcibly pulling back his respect.

"That doesn't work either." Qin Dong stood up and took the fruit plate to the bar, "Stay away from you, so you don't realize it."

Zheng Jian interpreted Erkang's retaining emoji with his eyes.

Sadness, reluctance, shock, sadness...

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small theater:

Today the owner took Chai Chai for a walk in a new park.

Zheng Chai Chai sniffed and sniffed everywhere.

These sites are all its own, and it wants to leave traces of "visit here"!

Ambition*3

Master Qin Dong: "Go home! Stop playing, and open a can for you!"

Zheng Chaichai immediately gave up a small blue car on the side of the road.

Too short, too few people can sit, not domineering at all!

Let's talk about marking the territory next time.

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