Sang Mingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely and rejected him ruthlessly: "No, find Ah Jue and I will bring her some specialties from near the shooting location."
After hearing this, Sang Yanzhou spread his hands and shrugged: "This little girl may have been hiding recently. I won't be able to find her in less than half an hour. If you want to find her quickly, why don't you guys come and find her together?"
Sang Mizhou: "..." After all, you don't want to drag us in.
Then, the three of them launched a blanket search for little Fubao in the Sang family villa.
Sang Mizhou opened the room that belonged to him.
This is the first time he has come back in five years.
There have been no changes to the furnishings in the room, and every place has been cleaned and tidy, and the sheets and quilt covers have been replaced with new ones of the same style.
Everything was done to preserve as much as possible what it was like when he left and what it is like now.
Sang Mizhou was silent for a few seconds and walked in dragging his suitcase.
At a glance, I saw that something was wrong with the curtains, as if something was hiding inside. They were bulging, and a pair of red leather shoes were exposed from under the curtains.
You don't have to guess who is hiding inside.
Sang Mizhou suddenly became interested.
He did not expose Xiao Fu Bao immediately, but walked around the room several times, muttering as he walked back and forth: "Where is it hidden? Where is our Ah Jue hidden?"
The little guy was obviously a little excited, and the whole curtain was shaking due to her subtle movements.
The corners of Sang Mizhou's lips raised slightly, and he continued to tease her: "Where are our Ah Jue hiding?"
As he spoke, he slowly approached the curtain where little Fubao was.
His hand slowly grabbed the corner of the curtain and opened it fiercely.
As a result, the first thing he saw was not little Fu Bao, but the Alaskan hiding behind the curtain with her.
"Woof!"
When Alaska saw Sang Mizhou, she called him crisply.
Sang Mizhou's face instantly turned pale, he took a few steps backwards, fell down on the bed, and pointed at the Alaskan with trembling hands.
There was a hint of trembling in his voice: "You...where did this dog of yours come from?"
But Xiao Fubao blinked disapprovingly: "Brother, are you talking about Xiaohei? Mom bought it for Fubao! Mom also bought Fubao a cat, and Fubao named the cat Dabai!"
"Dabai should be basking in the sun on the garden table now." Little Fubao tilted his head and thought for a while.
Sang Mizhou: "..." I don't care who bought it for you!
"You...take it out." Sang Mizhou frowned tightly, looking at the dog sticking out its tongue at him with disgust.
He was going crazy. They gave him such a big "surprise" as soon as he came back. Can anyone still live in this home?
There is no dog in this family!
There is a dog but not him!
But this was also what he had in mind.
Seeing that his little princess liked the dog so much, he couldn't really get rid of the dog.
Xiao Fubao naturally knew that his brother was afraid of dogs, so he obediently agreed and led the dog out.
Sang Yanzhou and Zhou Dong watched Xiao Fubao walking down with Xiao Hei, and they were still a little confused: "Why are you hiding with Xiao Hei in your arms? Where is your second brother?"
Xiao Fubao told them all what happened just now.
The two looked at each other and saw the gloating in each other's eyes.
I didn't expect that Sang Mizhou, who was not afraid of anything, would be afraid of dogs. It seemed that he would have more fun in the future.
"Okay, let Xiao Hei go outside and wash your hands. Your second brother came back from filming the TV series and brought you some delicious food. For the sake of the delicious food, we won't scare him with the dog.