You Are My Rare Passion

Zhao Zhi was amused by him, couldn't help but patted his little head, nodded and said, "Okay, uncle takes the money."

"Thank you uncle!" The little sapling was relieved, and lowered his head to touch the little milk dog in his arms, "Dog dog, uncle sold you to me! Dad gave you money! You have to be good, listen to little tree, little tree I'll buy you candy!"

Ye Xingbei: "...Baby, it doesn't like sugar."

"Huh?" The little guy looked up at her and asked doubtfully, "Then what does it like to eat?"

Tangtang is so sweet and delicious, why don't puppies like to eat it?

The beautiful and exquisite little baby is holding the soft and cute little milk dog. The little milk baby is looking up with a puzzled face, and the little milk dog is looking up with his head up, his eyes are wet and his face is confused.

This scene is really going to melt people's hearts.

Gu Junzhu really couldn't hold it back, leaned over and hugged the little guy into his arms, and kissed him hard, "Baby, did you grow up eating cute? Why are you so cute, huh?"

The little guy giggled and kissed back, "Then daddy must have grown up eating spinach, daddy is stronger than Popeye!"

"Spinach? Popeye?" Gu Jun chased the circle, turned to look at Ye Xingbei, "What kind of trick is this?"

Ye Xingbei pursed his lips and smiled, "It's a cartoon from a long time ago. As long as the protagonist eats spinach, he will become infinitely stronger."

Gu Junzhu laughed and rubbed the little guy's head.

This is not cheap son, this is priceless.

He really loves this little guy!

Gu Chi paid the money, bought a lot of things that the little milk dogs needed, and was taught by Zhao Zhi on the spot. They took the three little milk dogs and left the farm.

They came in an RV, and there was a lot of space in the car. The little sapling put the three little milk dogs on the back seat, looked at this one, then looked at that one, clapped their hands, and announced happily: "Mom and Dad, Brother Xiaoyue, I want to name them!"

Seeing his high spirits and proud appearance, naturally no one would rob him.

All three agreed, "Okay, you name them."

The little guy thought hard for a long time, pointed to the blackness of his body, only a circle of snow-white fluff around his neck, lying on the side, the quietest one, "This is just brother Xiaoyue, the fur on his body is pitch black, so it It should be called Black Maomao!"

He then pointed to the one next to Black Maomao, which was pitch black, with snow-white fluff on its four paws and neck: "This is just a small tree, and the small tree is green, so it is called Lumaomao!"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

She inexplicably had a very unpleasant association.

She subconsciously went to look at Gu Junzhu.

Gu Junzhu's handsome face was also full of indescribable expressions.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The little guy didn't realize he was being laughed at.

Immersed in his own world, he continued to name the last little puppy with black fur on the back and white fur on the abdomen, neck, limbs and paws: "This is just mom, and mom is Snow White, so this It's just called Baimaomao!"

After naming the names, the little guy happily called them one by one: "Black Mao Mao, Green Mao Mao, White Mao Mao!"

The little guy clapped his hands happily, and happily asked Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei: "Mom and Dad, is Xiaoshu's name good?"

His excited little face was shining, and his big black eyes were full of praising, how could the two of them have the nerve to disagree?