The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"I don't want my wife, just have a child?"

When Jun Ci saw that the little spy actually dared to bring the piano back to buy a dog, he was full of laughter.

And if it’s not good, buy a bulldog.

The bullfight was white, but his face was black, and his eyes were wide open. It was just a bitter melon face, which made people look a little bitter.

It looks fat and fat, and Junci is holding it in his hand, and it is not afraid of life. It started to lick Junci's palm with its tongue.

Jun Ci put it down in an instant, and now there are more and more dogs in the house.

What happened in the morning hasn't had much impact. I only know that the two are still in the police station. Jun Ci didn't take this matter to heart.

However, the next day, when Junci came back from school, he saw one more person in the house, not only a person, but also a dog, auspicious.

That girl was the one who was saved by the piano yesterday.

He came back from the police station.

She seemed to be quite happy. She couldn't see the panic of being almost killed yesterday, and she was still holding the little milk dog that they bought from the piano yesterday.

There is Ma Li in the house, it is self-evident how she came in.

Jun Ci instantly felt that the girl's heart was really big.

Don’t most people stay in the house for ten and a half days when they are frightened?

This female growth phase is still outstanding among ordinary people, the makeup is very delicate, but it is a bit like the popular online celebrity makeup, wearing a famous brand.

Of course, those who can live here are no ordinary people.

After seeing Jun Ci came back, she turned her head first, and she seemed to look at Jun Ci with some surprise.

"You... hello."

The girl was a little embarrassed when she saw Jun Ci, but she was a little shy when she looked at Jun Ci.

Jun Ci frowned without a trace.

Jun Ci walked over, put down his schoolbag, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The concise and concise voice of the teenager reveals obvious alienation and indifference, but the girls don't care.

She seemed to be a little excited when she saw Jun Ci. She stood up holding the milk dog and took a step closer to Jun Ci, with a shy expression: "My name is Bu Zhitong and I live in the building opposite to you, the girl who was rescued by your piano yesterday. My aunt said that the piano is your dog. I came here to thank you specially."

She also pointed to a bunch of things on the table.

Junci saw a pile of decent gifts on it. Although some of them were dog food and dog-related items, some were obviously given away.

The corner of the boy's lips twitched slightly: "Miss Bu is polite, my piano is just a coincidence, it's not worth such a gift."

"Where, the piano saved me, of course I have to thank you very much, and thank you too." Bu Zhitong's pink face flushed, and the little milk dog crawled on her hand, obviously a little afraid of heights, and the whole dog was a little quiet. There was a milk cry.

The piano emerged from the kitchen and called out to Bu Zhitong.

Bu Zhitong thought that the piano was saying hello to her, and when he saw Junci, he squatted down with a smile on his face: "Oh, piano, thank you so much yesterday..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy's cool voice sounded: "Miss Bu, the piano is for you to put down the violin."

The little milk dog's name is cello.

Such a vulgar name was taken by the little spy.

It said that the piano is the father, so the name of the son must be accompanied, so it took the name of a cello.

I really want to **** off the musician.