Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

As a result, at noon that day, the front door of youxiangfu became a spectacle.

A large number of cages piled up in front of the right prime minister's house. The cat kept barking, sometimes mixed with people's shouts: "my Lord! Let's have a look at the cat from our adults! It must be better than others

"You talk nonsense! Clearly our cat is the best. You see, my Lord, the color of the coat and the appearance are comparable to those wild cats in a mess. "

"Whose house you say is in a mess!"

"Have the guts to say it again?"

"Say it! Afraid of you? What your family gives you is a wild cat, which can't be put on the table. You dare to make a fool of yourself in front of Taifu, bah

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It's almost a farce.

The boys were at a loss, and they didn't dare to take it or send it away. Carrying a lot of cages, I can't tell the pain.

They looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally they came back to Shangguan.

Shangguan carefully glanced at the messy ground, and his voice sank slightly: "what's the matter?"

The boy immediately told the story from beginning to end.

Shangguan Jinzhi rubbed the forehead heart, "all send back."

"But young master, there are so many..."

Shangguan laughed and looked at him: "why, do you need me to say it again?"

"No, no, no, young master, I will send you back immediately."

These guys are stupid.

He doesn't have all kinds of cats in his eyes.

He just wanted the little white cat. He was not interested in anything else.

Shangguan Jinzhi let people sprinkle the cat food in the yard, specially solved the business earlier, until night, also did not see the small snowball.

Shangguan is not in a good mood, and he doesn't sleep very well.

He had a dream.

He was still a teenager in his dream.

It was a snowy day, and the snowflakes whirled on his cloak, shoulders and neck.

In his side, suddenly ran out of a small group.

He Leng Leng's lift Mou, to up he listens to the small face of Bai Xiuqi.

He wrapped in thick cotton padded clothes, holding his hand, eyes slightly red: "sincerely brother, don't cry."

Shangguan Jinzhi was still in a trance.

At this time, he came back to the time when his mother had just passed away.

He didn't speak. He was a little flustered when he heard that. He raised his fleshy little hand and gently stood on tiptoe to wipe the tears from Shangguan Jinzhi's face.

He said, "brother Jinzhi, it doesn't matter. You still have Xiaobai."

He tingbai is two years younger than him.

Two years old is a negligible distance in adults, but in childhood, it's like a gap that can't be crossed.

Shangguan Jinzhi stood, and he tingbai could barely reach his shoulder.

He needs to look up at himself, his eyes red in the snow.

He tingbai seems to be much sadder than he is after his mother's death.

Shangguan Jinzhi became an outsider again in a trance. Looking at the young man, he tingbai suddenly hugged him, and his voice trembled a little: "if in the future, you will leave me?"

He tingbai shook his head, a naive look: "No."

His answer was so natural and natural that Shangguan almost believed it.

Unfortunately, he is still a little liar after all.

As soon as the picture turns, he has just passed the test of tanhualang. All around the crowd were shouting congratulations, but he never saw the person he wanted to see.