Chapter 1: Magic Pet Shop.

Dongguo, Haicheng, a small third-tier city. In the forgotten old city, the dilapidated Longkou Road is like a T-shaped intersection. There is such a pet shop in a row of seven-story tube buildings.

Fantastic pet store, a medium-sized pet store.

The boss's name is Mo Bai, who is 1.82 meters tall, has a straight facial features, a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a standard northern man.

I like to wear blue pajamas, and my favorite drink is tea, Pu'er in winter and Biluochun in summer.

Occasionally, I would also give a cup of wolfberry, blow the steam, and take a sip of it happily, which would taste like a greasy middle-aged man, but in fact he is only twenty-five this year.

This is an age of vitality, but unfortunately, Boss Mo does not have the vitality of a young man.

His face always had a lazy sleepy look on his face, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Lying on his rattan chair for the elderly, in the afternoon sun, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with laziness, satisfaction, and a hint of obscene smile.

This is Mo Bai, a Buddhist, ten thousand-year-old salted fish. He guarded this pet shop and fully showed everyone what a disabled post-90s generation should look like.

In the afternoon, the sun shines on this dilapidated old town street.

Boss Mo skillfully dragged out his recliner and soaked wolfberry in the thermos cup.

A blue and white blanket with a Q-version cute photo of One Piece inside, the Sea of ​​Seven Warriors - Tyrant "Bear" and Supernova - Glutty Female "Bonnie".

Boss Mo likes this blanket very much. During his afternoon leisure time, the appearance rate of this blanket is as high as 70%.

He lay on a rattan chair, covered with a blanket, and his imitation tyrannosaurus sunglasses were worn on his face, staring at the round sun that was plated in the sky. The lazy afternoon sunlight made Boss Mo's face appear that familiar and obscene smile.

The body is warm, and the laziness feels very comfortable.

Of course, it would be even better if someone could feed himself a mouthful of wolfberry tea now.

Boss Mo was very confused at this moment. He enjoyed the feeling he was now and understood that he only needed to raise his hand and he could get a more perfect enjoyment.

Based on the surrounding temperature, plus the time I lie on the rattan chair, and the heat dissipation speed of the thermos cup, Mo Bai can be sure that the temperature of wolfberry tea is between 55° and 65°.

It's early spring now, the temperature has not yet risen, and the outdoor temperature is infinitely close to -1°

Nothing is more comfortable than taking a natural sunbathing in this weather and taking a sip of hot wolfberry tea.

Boss Mo is unwilling to give up the cute thermos, but unfortunately, the big devil in the blanket is so terrible.

He decided that he would defeat the Blanket Demon King tomorrow and rescue the thermos cup from the opponent.

As for today?

Boss Mo thought that the young master was too young, and it was indeed a convex and convex demon king that was more suitable for him.

What? You said you want it all?

Stop making trouble, young talents have all the choices. Boss Mo is already a mature old man, and he knows what trade-offs mean.

Lying lazy in the afternoon sun, the big devil on the blanket wrapped around him like an octopus, sucking and sucking, making him unable to stop.

There seemed to be a cloud floating across the sky. Boss Mo didn't care. Just as the great poet Xu Zhimo said, I'm here and I'm leaving, but today's cloud seems to have been staying for a while?

Is it a reluctance to leave?

Boss Mo opened his eyes in confusion...

In the afternoon, the sky is clear and the blue sky is blue and with a little breeze.

A long flowing hair, delicate facial features, light makeup and sketches, and a touch of charm in the playfulness.

The white suit is embroidered with a pink peach blossom, and a brooch with broken diamonds on his chest. The slender waist is full of people, which makes people wonder what force is supporting the other party to support the two mountains above?

Below is a pair of pure white wide-leg pants and a pair of long legs in a golden ratio, which subconsciously reminds people of the shock brought by the Victoria's Secret Angel!

Jun Shimei, whose profession is unknown, age is unknown, and the only thing she knows is that the other person is very rich and very beautiful.

She is an old customer of Boss Mo. She has a pure black raccoon cat with different color pupils - Miao Ye. This cat is not big, but has a very fierce personality and is very repulsive to humans.

In the entire Haicheng, there are only two humans that the Black Racquet cat is willing to contact, one is Jun Shimei and the other is Boss Mo.

So whenever Jun Shimei needs to go out, she will foster Miao Ye with Boss Mo.

Boss Mo looked at Jun Shimei, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and charming in his playfulness. He looked at himself straight, wondering how embarrassed he was.

Sighing, he knew that if he did not break free from the shackles of the Great Demon King of the Blanket, this "dark cloud" would never leave easily, but Boss Mo still planned to struggle.

"Come on? Are you not tired of standing like this?"

"Well, I just got off the plane. Are you doing well recently?"

"It's okay, after eating, sleeping, after sleeping, your Meow Master must have been an orange cat in his previous life."

“…”

“…”

"By the way, do I have to open the door? The door is not closed, your Meow is inside."

"But I don't know the price."

“There are bills on the table in the inner room, you can turn them out by yourself.”

“…”

With a grievance gradually changing, Boss Mo reluctantly left the embrace of the big devil in the blanket, picked up the thermos cup, drank two sips of slightly cool wolfberry tea "tons" and Boss Mo, who looked like a resentful woman, had a black face and dragged a rattan chair back to the pet store.

However, Boss Mo did not notice the pride of being behind him, the trace of Jun Shimei's eyes flashed like a little fox who successfully stole a chicken.

Putting the rattan chair at the door, there was a huge golden retriever here, which looked like a giant gold cast from gold. It looked majestic and huge, and it seemed to have the brute force to fight a lion and tiger.

After seeing Mo Bai enter the door, the giant golden retriever shook his thick tail and ran to Mo Bai happily.

He rubbed the other person's big head and let the other person apply saliva on his face.

Unlike the lazy before, Boss Mo now has a doting smile on his face.

Boss Mo’s pet store is different from other pet stores. His pet store has no cages or collars.

There are many kinds of animals here, including cats, dogs, mice, birds, etc. Many of them are controlled by natural enemies. It is logical that they need to be protected by cages, and even if they are not good, they need to have a collar.

For example, if that giant golden retriever goes crazy, it is easy to kill three or four adults.

Not to mention a pet shop, even a zoo must be tied with a chain.

But the strange thing is that for Boss Mo, they are not noisy or quarrels, and they are not aggressive.

Jun Shimei behind her looks very complicated.

She has seen this scene in front of her many times, but every time it is shocking. If there is really humans and animals living in harmony in this world, then it should be here.

Mo Bai, Boss Mo, is known as Boss Mo in the world.

This is a salted fish that has no shining points on it.

But when the other party was with animals, Boss Mo was shining brightly, as if the suffocating male hormones were filled with all over his body, as if he was sucking iron, constantly attracting the eyes of the opposite sex.

To be honest, I didn’t feel it at first, but after I had been in contact with it for a long time, Jun Shimei felt that the taste of Boss Mo’s ten thousand-year-old salted fish was so mellow and fascinating.

If it weren't for her own education and the shyness that was unique to women, Jun Shimei sometimes even wanted to keep Boss Mo directly, so that the old salted fish would emit hormones everywhere.

A cat's meow interrupted Jun Shimei's thoughts of gradually starting to speed up.

This is a black raccoon cat with a natural distinctive pupil, black all over, without a single hair.

His expression was arrogant, his eyes were as cold as the wind, his light steps were elegant and ruthless.

This is the black raccoon cat raised by Miao Ye, Jun Shimei.

The atmosphere in the store is a little more ambiguous in the tranquility.

One man and one woman, one cat and one dog, one is petting a dog, and the other is sucking a cat.

Men and women have no dialogue and are silent. The quietness in the air seems to have something called embarrassment, but after careful identification?

This is not embarrassment, but the smell of hormone collision.

Jun Shimei was silent for a moment: "How much does it cost?"

Boss Mo casually flipped the bill: "Three hundred a day, twenty days of foster care, a total of six thousand, Alipay or WeChat?"

I don’t know what I thought of, Jun Shimei’s breathing became a little more rapid. She looked at Boss Mo, and a trace of extremely obscure heat flashed in her eyes: “I’ll give you ten thousand, and I’ll send Miao Ye to my house tonight.”

Boss Mo was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and his expression was dodging: "That...you?"

Jun Shimei looked calm and looked at Boss Mo calmly, as if nothing had happened: "I just picked up a new car. The Camaro smelled too strong, and Miao Ye liked the taste of the Rolls-Royce extension."

Scratching his head, Boss Mo opened his mouth, looking a little confused: "Isn't this good?"

Jun Shimei, who had captured Boss Mo's expression, sneered in her heart at this moment: "What's wrong with me? I'm not afraid of a girl. What are you, a big man, afraid of? Can I still eat you?"

Boss Mo's expression became more intent. He felt comfortable after 4,000 yuan a night and could still make money. It seemed that nothing bad.

However, the next moment, just when Jun Shimei thought Boss Mo was going to agree.

The boss Mo was stunned, then shrugged helplessly, and looked apologetic: "Sorry, this store does not accept delivery services."

Jun Shimei was stunned. Her delicate face that could harm the people was a little bit of makeup. At this moment, there was a hint of shock.

Then a hint of shame and anger appeared on the young lady's face. She snorted coldly, grabbed the back of Miao Ye's neck, and left in anger.

What? You said you haven't given the money yet?

Go to you! Mo Bai, you are just a bastard. I gave it to you for the first time. How dare you withdraw money from me?

Looking at Jun Shimei who left angry, a hint of helplessness appeared in Boss Mo's eyes.

After a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, and raised his middle finger to himself in anger: "fuck!"
Chapter completed!