The story between me and the building opposite

The lights at House 506 finally turned on. I sat cross-legged and watched, sighing deeply.

Today, I was supposed to be in close contact with 506 again, but because of a husky, I could only look at the other party's balcony.

As a result, Preserved Egg followed my example and let out a groan.

That's not what labor and capital are called.

No, I didn't even call.

The cousin sent a message on time to remind me that I should be fed, and resigned to my fate to make food for the preserved egg.

Seeing me get up, Pi Dan wagged his tail and followed me.

I forgot what my cousin said not to pour dog food in front of preserved eggs.

When I let down my vigilance, Pi Dan jumped up and ran away biting the bag of dog food.

...The waist of labor and capital!

Preserved eggs can really run, dragging a dog food bag of more than [-] kilograms around the house. Fortunately, my house is big enough for him to bite the bag and jump up and down.

The teeth are also very good.

I have a hunch that my life will not be particularly easy these days.

Skin……

Seeing the preserved egg, he immediately grabbed the dog food bag and looked at me, silently swallowed the last word, and immediately said kindly: "Zai Zai, brother will feed you."

Preserved egg wagged his tail and put the dog food in his mouth in front of me.