Bai Su said this sentence very smoothly.

The white dog in my hand is a bit disobedient. Maybe I just forced it to eat the body of a long-dead dog and is still losing its temper.

He has to eat it. He wouldn’t dare to leave the white dog outside if he doesn’t eat it.

The emotion on Bai Su's face remained unchanged, and he pressed his thumb twice on Bai Quan's back, threatening his clone.

The gray poodle struggled twice more and finally fell asleep.

The two plainclothes men at the entrance of the alley glanced at each other, and one of them said, "Of course it's okay for Mr. Bai to keep a dog."

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

Bai Su replied: "I have to buy some pet supplies."

The two plainclothes men looked at the bags in each other's hands again, and after some tangle, they sent one person to wait there with the "stray dog" that Bai Su had picked up, while the other person followed Bai Su back to the supermarket to buy things.

There were four large bags piled at the feet of the plainclothesman who was left behind, and a fluffy poodle dog was spinning back and forth.

The still dirty dog's paws reached into one of the bags. Seeing that the sharp claws were about to open the bag, the plainclothesman grabbed the dog's paws.

"You can't touch this," the plainclothesman said.

The dog's paws felt very soft to the touch, as soft as if they were boneless. Plainclothes subconsciously pinched them twice more, this time touching the dog's flesh pad.

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

The plainclothes man, who did not have an alarm going off, squatted down with confidence, touched the poodle's head, and scratched its lower part.

The poodle spread its paws for a moment, then finally lay down and purred comfortably.

"What kind of dog is it...it's too dirty and I can't see clearly, Teddy?" The plain clothesman studied it and said, "It feels more like a Bichon Frize mixed with other breeds...uh."

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

Stones? Or something else?

The plainclothes man who didn't own a dog was a little confused. He pressed a few more times out of habit, but this time he didn't press anything. The animal's belly was warm and soft, and his fingers got stuck in the knotted hair.

The plainclothes man waited for a while longer until Bai Su and his colleagues returned.

Bai Su walked back and glanced at Bai Quan.

The poodle, which was lazily enjoying human caress, shivered all over, turned its limbs, slipped out from under the human's palm, jumped to Bai Su's feet, and began to rub Bai Su's trouser legs in a cute way.

The black-haired young man twitched his lips and moved his legs to the side.

Did the white dog make a mistake? He is now covered in filth, and his trouser legs are covered in gray whenever he rubs against them.

The white dog received the thought of disgust from the main body and shook its tail dissatisfied.

Later, on the way back, the plainclothes man asked vaguely whether he wanted to go to the pet hospital to wash the dog first, get vaccinations, etc., but Bai Su declined politely.

"If you go back later, I won't bother you two."

Two plainclothes men: Didn’t you find it troublesome when you called us to carry our bags?

After carrying the shopping bags to the door of Baisu's house, the two plainclothes men quickly left and returned to their original posts.

This is exactly what Bai Su wanted. He lost his key and had no spare key.

If the two plainclothes men stayed a little longer, they would see his unconventional way of opening the door.

Maybe call a locksmith on the spot?

Maybe we can also call in relevant figures from the human police, such as the one named Zhang Yeran.

Repeating the operation last night, Bai Su touched the door handle with his fingertips and pried open the lock. Bai Su pushed the door open.

As soon as the door opened, the white dog rushed in like a joy.

He didn't rush too far, but after stepping on a few flower marks on the carpet in the living room, he quickly stepped back.

The transformation of non-human creatures is very convenient. It is not like taking a bath as humans imagine. The fur on the white dog's body just shrinks and folds inward, and quickly eats all the gray side.

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

It’s just that the fur on the top of the head is not very obedient, exposing the eyes that are very different from the eyes of a dog.

Bai Su leaned down and pulled down the curly hair on Bai Quan's head, and said the same thing: "Don't expose it, Xiao Bai No. 2."

Before the white dog barked in response, the black-haired young man had already walked to the living room and sat down. The next instruction came out: "Well... take the bag at the door and remember to close the door."

A white dog who thought he was here to be a pet to enjoy happiness, but he didn’t expect to have to work:?

The emotions of the main body and the clone are somewhat similar, especially when the emotions are intense, Bai Quan's confused thoughts are passed on.

Bai Su raised his head from the lazy sofa and was also puzzled: "Isn't the clone just for working?"

One person and one dog stared at each other for a while, but in the end it was the white dog who was defeated.

There is no way, it is just a weak, pitiful and helpless clone.

With a body that is less than the height of a human calf, the small dog jumped over and grabbed one of the shopping bags with its teeth, and stuck the rest with its extended down, and then dragged it back into the house little by little.

The door is also operated in the same way. Use the hair twisted into a rope to stick and pull, and then close it hard.

After doing all this, Bai Quan, who obviously didn't waste much energy, lay down on the ground, pretending to be out of breath, and stuck out his tongue.

The sound of the dog panting was so obvious in the quiet environment that Bai Su spoke from the sofa: "You can eat whatever you want."

This sentence is like untying the reins, and the white ball instantly gets into the shopping bag.

Of course, ordinary pets 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 and can digest anything.

While Bai Quan was frantically replenishing energy, Bai Su also stood up from the couch and squatted on the other side to open the shopping bags he had bought.

He took out the supplies for pets, specially set up food bowls, and filled them with dog food.

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

White dog: "Woof?"

Bai Su: "Don't move, let me take a photo."

Bai Su raised the button and took several photos in succession, but with his taste, he couldn't tell the difference between the photos, so he simply posted them all.

The text has been slightly edited - copied from other colleagues on the platform, Bai Su also studied the operation of the lottery.

[Forward this cute "Little White No. 2", if you have something in mind, your wish will definitely come true.

ps. Ten fans will be selected from the retweets and given to Qianhe Kan...]

It was too weird to post a picture of myself, so Bai Su took a different approach and put a picture of a white dog.

The effect is the same, after all, White Dog is his clone.

Humans seem to like dogs.
Chapter completed!