Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 179 Business
Baisu said the words of self-supporting himself very smoothly.

It's just that the white dog in his hand is a little disobedient, or maybe he just forced it to eat a dead dog's body and is still throwing a temper tantrum.

He had to eat it, he wouldn't dare to put the white dog outside if he didn't eat it.

The emotion on Baisu's face remained unchanged, and he pressed his thumb twice on the back of the white dog, threatening his avatar.

The gray poodle struggled a few more times before finally falling asleep.

The two plainclothes men at the entrance of the alley looked at each other, and one of them said, "Of course Mr. Bai wants to have a dog, it's fine."

Another person had a bad premonition: "So...?"

Baisu replied, "I need to buy some pet supplies."

The two people in plain clothes looked at the bags in each other's hands again, and after some tangles, they still sent one person to wait there with the "stray dog" picked up by Baisu, while the other followed Baisu back to the supermarket to buy things.

Four large bags were piled up at the feet of the left plainclothes, and a fluffy poodle was circling back and forth.

The dog's paw, which was still dirty all over, reached out to one of the bags. Seeing that the sharp claws were about to cut the bag open, the plainclothes grabbed the dog's paw.

"This can't be touched." The plainclothes said.

The dog's paws were very soft to the touch, as soft as boneless, and the plainclothes subconsciously squeezed twice more, this time on the dog's pad.

It seems... the feeling just now was just an illusion?How can a dog have no bones haha.

The plainclothes, who didn't have an alarm on his body, squatted down reassuringly, touched the poodle's head, and scratched its underside.

The poodle opened its paws for a moment, and finally lay down on its stomach, purring comfortably.

"What breed of dog...it's too dirty to see clearly, Teddy?" The plainclothes researched it, "It feels more like a Bichon Frize mixed with other breeds...uh."

The plainclothes hand paused, and when he touched his stomach from his chin, his hand seemed to have touched something round.

stone?or something else?
The plainclothes man who doesn't own a dog was a little dazed. He pressed more than once habitually, but this time he didn't get anything. The animal's belly was warm and soft, and his fingers got stuck in the knotted hair.

The plainclothes waited for a while, until Baisu returned with his colleagues.

Baisu came back and glanced at Baigou.

The poodle, which was lazily enjoying the human touch, shivered all over, and with a turn of its limbs, it slid out from the human's palm, jumped to Baisu's feet, and began to rub Baisu's trouser legs in a cute manner.

The black-haired young man twitched the corners of his mouth, and moved his legs aside a little.

Did the white dog make a mistake? It is now covered in dirt, and every time it rubs, there is dust on the legs of its trousers.

The white dog flicked his tail in dissatisfaction when he received the thought of the ontology's dislike.

Later, on the way back, the plainclothes asked cryptically if he wanted to go to the pet hospital to wash the dog first, get vaccinated, etc., but Baisu politely refused.

"If you go back, you won't bother the two of you together."

Two plainclothes: Didn't you find it troublesome when you called us to carry the bag?
After bringing the shopping bag to the door of Baisu's house, the two plainclothes quickly left and returned to their original posts.

This was exactly what Baisu wanted, he lost his key and didn't have a spare key.

The two plainclothes stayed for a while longer, and they would see his unconventional way of opening the door.

Or maybe call a locksmith on the spot?

Maybe someone related to the human police might be called, such as the one named Zhang Yeran.

Repeating the operation last night, she touched the doorknob with her fingertips to pick the lock, and Baisu pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, the white dog rushed in happily.

He didn't rush too far, and after stepping on a few flower marks on the living room carpet, he quickly retreated.

The transformation of non-human creatures is very convenient, unlike the human imagination of having to take a bath, the fur on the white dog's body just shrinks and folds inward, and quickly eats all the gray side.

The re-exposed surface hair is fluffy, soft, white and shiny.

It's just that the fluff on the top of the head is not very obedient, exposing the eyes that are completely different from the eyes of dogs.

Baisu leaned down and pulled down the curly hair on the top of the white dog's head, saying the same thing: "Don't show it, Xiaobai No. [-]."

Before the white dog could respond with a bark, the black-haired young man had already walked to the living room and sat down, and said the next command: "Well...bring in the bag at the door, remember to close the door."

I thought I was a white dog who came out to be a pet to enjoy the blessings, but I didn't expect to work:?
The emotions of the main body and the avatar have somewhat in common, especially when the emotions are intense, the white dog's confused thoughts are passed on.

Baisu raised his head from the lazy sofa, also wondering: "Isn't the avatar just for working?"

One person and one dog stared and stared at each other for a while, and finally the white dog was defeated.

No way, it's just a weak, pitiful and helpless clone.

With a body that is less than a person's calf height, the small dog jumped over and bit one of the shopping bags with its teeth, and stuck the rest with the extended fluff, and dragged them back into the house little by little.

The door is also operated in the same way, sticking and pulling with the hair twisted into a rope, and then it is closed heavily.

After doing all this, the white dog, who obviously didn't waste much energy, fell to the ground, pretending to be panting, and sticking out his tongue.

The sound of the dog panting was very obvious in the quiet environment, so obvious that Baisu opened his mouth from the sofa: "Eat whatever you want."

These words seemed to untie the rein, and the white ball got into the shopping bag in an instant.

Ordinary pets of course cannot eat human food, but white dogs are not ordinary animals.

The snacks in the shopping bag disappeared together with the packaging bag. The monster's stomach has nothing to say, it can digest everything.

While the white dog was crazily replenishing energy, Baisu also stood up from the beanbag sofa, squatting on the other side with the shopping bags he had unpacked and bought.

He took out the supplies for pets, specially arranged the food bowls, and poured dog food.

Regardless of whether the white dog wanted to eat it or not, Baisu grabbed its neck, lifted the white dog and pressed it in front of the food bowl.

White Dog: "Woof?"

Baisu: "Don't move, let me take a picture."

With his hand up and down the button, Baisu took several photos one after another, but with his aesthetics, he couldn't pick out any difference in the photos, so he just posted them all.

The text was slightly edited - copied from other colleagues on the platform, Baisu also studied the operation of the lottery.

[Forward this cute "Xiaobai No. [-]", if you have something in your heart, it will definitely come true.

PS Draw ten fans from the forwarding to give away Qianhe Guan...]
It was too strange to put a picture of himself, so Baisu took a different approach and put a picture of a white dog on it.

The effect is the same, after all, the white dog is his clone.

Humans seem to like dogs as creatures.

(End of this chapter)