Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 422 Harmony

Xiao Fubao pursed his lips helplessly.

My brother is so big, it's really worrying.

Can't cook, don't weave baskets, don't know how to make buns, don't know how to set up stalls, and are afraid of dogs.

What would he do if he hadn't met Fu Bao?

Xiao Fubao had no choice but to let go of his hand, and took a few steps forward to stand in front of him.

"Brother, don't be afraid, Fubao is here, and Fubao will protect you."

Sang Wanzhou looked at the small figure in front of him, and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.

Sang Wanzhou: "...?" I'm not so afraid that I need to be protected by a child like you.

[It feels so good to be protected by the little baby!I'm so jealous of Sang Wanzhou, I also want to be protected by the little baby once! 】

[I really feel that Xiaobao doesn't treat Sang Manzhou as an older brother, but as a son. If he encounters danger, he will directly stand in front of him, and he doesn't rely on him at all. 】

[I feel the same way, it feels like a mother chicken protecting the chicks, hahahaha! 】

Did Sang Wanzhou refute Xiao Fubao's kindness?

Instead, he asked the big photographer at the side to take good care of her, and went to help her get another boxed lunch.

But when he came back after finishing his lunch box, he saw a scene that made his eyes drop.

Little Fubao was sitting on the small bench and gently stroking the little milk dog's head. The little milk dog was eating the boxed lunch, wagging its tail frantically from side to side.

Compared with the previous tit for tat, it is two completely different pictures.

The corner of Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked at the big photographer beside him: "What's going on?"

The photographer brother shrugged with a half-smile.

In fact, he didn't quite know what was going on.

Anyway, I saw that Xiao Fubao didn't listen to his dissuasion, and insisted on walking forward.

The audience in the live broadcast room went crazy.

After all, a stray dog ​​like this must have some germs on it. If it was bitten, it would have to go to the hospital for several injections.

He was already ready to forcibly pull Xiao Fubao back.

As a result, the little milk dog is a paper tiger, looking fierce, but actually very timid.

Seeing Xiao Fubao approaching, he immediately ran two or three meters away from her, and looked back at her.

Little Fubao squatted next to the box lunch, picked up the box lunch and waved to the little milk dog: "Come on, don't be afraid, Fubao just wants to touch you."

As she spoke, she put the lunch box on the floor, pushed it in the direction of the little milk dog, sat on the small bench, and waited quietly for the little milk dog to come over.

The little milk dog seemed to sense that she was not malicious, and walked forward step by step cautiously, and began to eat her boxed lunch again.

At first, when Xiao Fubao reached out to touch it, it would hide for a while.

But as the number of times increased, the little milk dog got used to it, and felt comfortable being touched by her, and his tail stood up and began to wag non-stop.

It became the scene that Sang Manzhou saw next.

Sang Wanzhou was at a loss for words when he learned the truth.

He really didn't know whether to say that this little guy was brave or big-hearted.

I can't do this, I have to educate her, otherwise, if a big dog growls at her like this, she will post it up with a big heart, and the consequences will be disastrous.

He put the lunch box on Xiao Fubao's lap, pulled another bench and sat in front of her, and was about to start lecturing her.

Before the words came to his lips, he saw Xiao Fubao pick up a piece of ribs and put it into his mouth, chew off the meat, and then throw the bones into the lunch box that the little milk dog ate.

Of course, the little milk dog accepts everything as it is ordered.

And because Xiao Fubao feeds it, the tail wags even more joyfully.

One person and one dog get along very harmoniously.

Sang Wanzhou: "..." Forget it, let's talk about it next time.

(End of this chapter)