Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 7 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 7
"Girl, it's getting late, and there's no place to buy candied haws around."

How can anyone ask you to buy candied haws in the middle of the night? This is clearly an excuse for making up nonsense.

Shen Ronghua thought about it, and it made sense, anyway, the task time limit is three days, so he said: "Well, I will come over at this time tomorrow, you must be ready!"

Look, this is the ultimate goal, the girl is just trying to find a way to meet him.

Forget it, a girl who is not deeply involved in the world has no intentions, and it would be nice to have someone to relieve her boredom along the way.

He nodded.

When Shen Ronghua was happy, he spoke very pleasantly, "There are rumors in the world that Mr. Song is friendly and friendly to others. Now I am so abrupt, but you are so tolerant. It is a great fortune to know you!"

When a young girl praises others, she stares straight at you, her pupils are astonishingly bright, as if everything in the world can be tolerated only by you.

He suppressed the weird thoughts, but the corners of his lips smiled silently.

When I regained my senses, the girl has already left, and there seems to be a lingering lingering sound in my ears—you must remember to buy me candied haws yourself~
"Song Qingxiu, so gentle!"

Shen Ronghua met Song Qingxiu twice, and found that this person was really tolerant. Her behavior was considered abrupt and rude, but the second meeting still agreed to buy her candied haws!

How can there be such a beautiful person in the world.

Ban Jin: "Host, the mission targets are all top-notch people!"

After the awakening of the loyal dog consciousness, it is even more incredible!
In other words, he is a good match for women in the world.

Each plane is supported by the son of luck and the daughter of luck, no matter what happens between the two, they will be together in the end.

However, the combination of such two people is sometimes not a good match, and Banjin can't even detect their loyal dog potential index.

In short, the goal of the mission is not a loss if you enter the pit!

The hustle and bustle of the market, the yelling of street vendors, the bargaining of buying vegetables, and the white mist when the steamed stuffed bun shop opened the cage, constituted a picture with a strong sense of life.

A carriage appeared on the official road, and people avoided a road for it.

"Selling candied haws~fresh candied haws~sweet and sour candied haws~" The hawker kept selling a dozen candied haws.

The young master in the car moved his eartips slightly, raised his index finger and tapped three times on the wall of the car.

The carriage stopped, but the people inside did not get out of the carriage, they just lifted the corner of the curtain and waved to the peddler.

The hawker first pointed at himself in surprise, and after receiving a positive response, he stepped forward cautiously, "Sir, do you want candied haws on a stick?"

A voice like pearls falling on a plate came: "How many pieces?"

The peddler was stunned, the voice was almost like a fairy voice, and there was only half a face that could be seen, enough to know that this person had a good appearance.

Song Qingxiu waited for a while, but the peddler didn't answer, so he could only hide his impatience and coughed twice as a reminder.

The peddler immediately came back to his senses: "Two cents for one, five cents for three!"

Song Qingxiu took out five copper plates and handed them over.

The peddler happily took it, and picked out the three best ones for someone. Looking at the carriage going away, he couldn't help sighing, "Could it be that I met a fairy today?"

Shen Ronghua was walking in the mountains when he was once again blocked by a group of men in black. This was the third wave today.

"As expected of the descendant of Master Shen of the Fugui Escort Agency. He defeated those people in front of him with just one person."

Shen Ronghua sometimes wondered why the leading man in black had to say a few nonsensical nonsense every time he opened the scene.

(End of this chapter)