The little golden retriever's tail wagged rapidly.

"Okay, I'll play with you for a while." Shen Jiangling sighed, picked up the ball and walked out.

After playing for an hour, Little Golden Retriever was not tired at all, and Shen Jiangling admired each other's energy.

He was a little thirsty, so he brought the little golden retriever into the house to drink water.

The little guy twisted his fat little butt and ran to the food bowl, started drinking water and ate some dog food.

Shen Jiangling glanced casually and saw the dog food and water spilled by the bowl, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The little golden retriever's food... is too wild.

It is a match for pigs to eat pig food.

After eating and drinking, the little golden retriever ran over and asked Shen Jiangling to play with him.

It was too tiring to keep bending over to pick up the ball and throw it, Shen Jiangling took out the traction rope and put it on the little golden retriever and took it out for a walk.

Then……

This way, Shen Jiangling was heartbroken.

"Gigi, what are you eating!"

"Gigi, don't run into the ditch!"

"Gigi, why do you have to eat everything!"

Taking Xuelang out for a walk is especially worry-free. It doesn't look around, either walks in front of Shen Jiangling, or follows Shen Jiangling, and it doesn't eat blindly.

Little golden retrievers are different, they want to eat everything they see.

He was also restless when walking. He ran to the left and then to the right for a while. He rushed to the front and was bounced back by the traction rope. He was slow for a while.

In addition, it is necessary to prevent the little golden retriever from circling around him and tying himself up.

Shen Jiangling was so tired that he could finally understand Song Yintian's pain.

Such a small golden retriever is enough to give people a headache. Alexander is so big that he has to eat shit. With Song Yintian's small body, if he wants to hold it, it is probably hanging.

That's right, it's not a metaphor that dogs can't change eating shit, dogs really eat shit!

Just playing with Little Golden Retriever in the yard, it suddenly patted, Shen Jiangling went back to the house to get tools to clean, and when he came out, he saw Little Golden Retriever eating shit, he was about to collapse!

"My X, Gigi! Why did you run into the quagmire!" When distracted, the little golden retriever ran into the quagmire by the roadside to show joy. Except for the eyeballs, everything else was dirty!

Looking at the wet and gray mud dog, Shen Jiangling couldn't help but let out a foul language.

"Come out quickly!" He endured the collapse and pulled the little golden retriever out of the quagmire.

Worrying about the little golden retriever jumping into the quagmire again, he wanted to pick up the little golden retriever, but looked at Mao Mao who kept dripping muddy water.

Sorry to bother you.

I really can't do it!

It didn't take long for Shen Jiangling to walk back with the little golden hair.

Looking at the cool new look of the little guy, Aunt Zhang couldn't help laughing, "Little Master, are you taking the little golden retriever out to fight in the field? Why did you get all muddy?"

"Don't mention it, this guy... is too noisy!" Shen Jiangling's face was full of lovelessness, "Aunt Zhang, I'll take it to take a shower."

"do you need my help?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Shen Jiangling sighed and led the little golden retriever to the room.

Looking at the series of plum blossom prints on the tile floor, Shen Jiangling's temple jumped.

But looking at the little guy who was wriggling his little butt and going upstairs, he couldn't lose his temper, he could only sigh and admit his failure.

What hot potato did Song Yintian throw over here!

In fact, Alexander is not sick at all, he just doesn't want to take care of the little golden retriever!

Tucao returns to Tucao, they have all taken over, can you still serve me well?

Shen Jiangling sighed, and after entering the room, he rolled up his sleeves and worked tirelessly to bathe the little golden retriever.

Fortunately, the dog is not a cat, and is not afraid of water, otherwise it will be a mess.

Seeing the little guy paddling leisurely in the bathtub, the anger in Shen Jiangling's heart dissipated instantly.

He tapped the tip of the black nose of the little golden retriever, and his tone was helpless and indulgent, "You, what a naughty person!"

The little golden retriever tilted his head cutely, and stuck out his tongue to lick Shen Jiangling's fingertips.

Shen Jiangling: "...Please don't lick me with your shit-eating tongue, thank you."

Little Golden Retriever didn't know that he was disliked, and his tail wagged fast.

After applying the dog shampoo, the bathroom was instantly enveloped by the scent of fragrant fragrance. Shen Jiangling gently rubbed the little golden retriever's fur. Just as he was about to feel that the little guy was sensible, the little golden retriever slammed his hair, and for a while, the water bubbles splashed around, leaving the Little Golden Retriever has been even worse recently.

After wiping his face, Shen Jiangling almost burst into tears.

How hard is it to keep a dog!

Obviously Xiao Si is so good!

Why is the little golden retriever so social!

He could finally understand why other shit shoveling officers had envious looks in their eyes when they heard about Xiao Si's good deeds.

real!

It's so hard to carry!

This kind of feeling is especially like a teacher who has always been in a top class, and can easily get the first place in every exam.

As a result, the principal temporarily asked him to help lead the last-to-last class, and found that it was the last-to-last class after spending more time and energy.

The psychological gap is too large, causing discomfort.

But when he lowered his head and met the innocent little eyes of the little golden retriever, he was discouraged again.

Forget it, not all dogs are little fours, just bear with it, when Song Yintian's family Alexander is healed or his colleagues come back, he will be freed.

Shen Jiangling rejoices in bitterness.

Daddy Shen used the shower head to help Xiao Jin Mao clean the bubbles on his body. During this period, Xiao Jin Mao flicked his hair three times. After taking a shower, his clothes and hair were soaked.

Wrapping the little golden retriever in a bath towel and drying it with a hair dryer, Shen Jiangling sighed deeply and took a shower.

He came out wearing a bathrobe and just pushed open the sliding door of the bathroom, a yellow figure rushed in with lightning speed, and rolled happily in a place full of water!

Seeing that it became wet again, Shen Jiangling's old blood was stuck in his throat!