The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Little girl, aren't they all afraid of such big dogs?

Although it was the garden where he lived, Quan Man didn't like Jinhu, which caused him a lot of headaches.

It feels like a very important family member of my own, not being affirmed by another family member, I am caught in the middle, in a dilemma.

Qin Baozhu shook his head cheerfully, "Don't be afraid, Jin Hu is so cute."

Because there is a general manager, Qin Baozhu was ashamed to stretch out his hand directly, so he asked, "Mr. General manager, can I touch it?"

Although Jin Hu had been licking Qin Baozhu just now, Bian Zhenqiang was still a little hesitant, because Jin Hu's mood was not very stable recently, and he kept screaming when he saw Quan Man and his family.

Bian Zhenqiang thought it was because Quan Man and Quan's family had just arrived here, and Jin Hu was not familiar with them yet.

Therefore, when faced with Qin Baozhu, who was also unfamiliar with Jinhu, he was still a little worried.

"Yes, it's okay, but Jinhu has been a bit unstable recently. It..."

Without waiting for Zhenqiang to finish speaking, Qin Baozhu's little hand had already touched Jin Hu's furry head.

Not only did Jin Hu not yell, he was wagging his tail happily, licking Qin Baozhu whenever he had the opportunity, causing Qin Baozhu to itch and giggle.

"Haha, the Golden Tiger is so cute, it is not unstable, it has been playing with me just now." Qin Baozhu said with a smile.

This is another laugh...

Bian Zhenqiang was surprised at Qin Baozhu's love for Jin Hu and Jin Hu's over intimacy with Qin Baozhu. Seeing Qin Baozhu's smile, she froze again.

"Like, it really seems." He whispered softly.

"Huh? Mr. President, what are you talking about?" Qin Baozhu asked curiously.

She remembered that Mr. President said she looked like a person before, but he didn't say who she looked like.

Bian Zhenqiang's eyes flashed a touch of grief, "You look a little like my wife."

"Huh?" Qin Baozhu didn't expect that her public face would look like Mr. President's wife.

Bian Zhenqiang immediately realized that his words were a bit abrupt, and quickly explained, "Miss Qin, don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning."

Qin Baozhu smiled blankly, "I have not misunderstood anything. It is my honor to look like your wife, President."

Seeing Qin Baozhu's smile, Bian Zhenqiang's heart warmed inexplicably, "Miss Qin, you really look like my wife. You look like my wife when you don't smile, and you look more like you when you smile."

"What about your wife?" Qin Baozhu asked subconsciously.

"Has passed away."

Qin Baozhu, "..."

Hey, did she ask that she shouldn't ask, and Mr. President was reminded of the grief.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Bian Zhenqiang smiled kindly, "It's okay, my wife has been dead for a long time, and I have come out of the pain." Looking at Qin Baozhu, Bian Zhenqiang continued, "My wife died when she gave birth to my daughter. Yes, my daughter and Miss Qin should be the same age."

Qin Baozhu thought of Quan Man, his expression slightly changed.

This is true. Although Quan Man is her etiquette teacher, they are the same age.

Bian Zhenqiang saw that Jin Hu really did not intend to hurt Qin Baozhu, so he let go and let Qin Baozhu and Jin Hu play together.

"Mr. President, I heard that Golden Tiger is a retired police dog?"