Chapter 183 (1/2)

Every day, Yan Zhengya tells Maomao pig not to drive chickens. Then every day, Maomao pig turns a deaf ear and rushes into the fence happily to drive chickens. It seems to be one of their daily routines.

In the fence, the chicken flies and the pig jumps. Without the rooster, the Maomao pig and a few hens can be tied, and sometimes they can be a little better.

After chasing the chicken, the pig ran to a basin of water in the yard and took a bath. Yan Zhengya prepares several pots of water for Maomao pig every day, just waiting for it to take a bath when it is tired of playing. After all, it's a super clean little pig.

Maomao pig shakes the water drops on his body, and then runs in circles on a flat stone. Is playing joyfully, in front of suddenly appeared a shadow. The next moment it was held up by a pair of warm hands.

”Oh, this little black pig is really cute. It's hairy. It's not as hard as the hair of other wild boars at all.” The person who picked it up, with a smile, sighed.

”Yes, yes, the boss asked me to feel it.” Next to a person interested in asked.

But as soon as the man reached over, the pig felt very afraid, as if something heavy and terrible was coming.

”Don't touch it. It can't stand your pressure. It's just a mutant pig. You're a dragon. ” The person holding it stops the other person from touching.

The pig breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the man who was holding it. Ah, it's a sister. Yaya said that such a good-looking person should be called sister. This elder sister is so comfortable holding herself, ah, so comfortable, so comfortable, she scratched her chin. Snore, snore, sister, I want more.

Tianmiao looked at the Maomao pig who stretched out his body in his hand and began to swing his tail. He couldn't help laughing again.

”Maomao pig, you can't call him Yaya, you should call him Dad.” Tianmiao's mouth didn't move, but the Pig found that he could hear the sister's voice.

”Snoring? What's dad? ” Maomao pig surprised to find that he can speak? No, no, it seems that I can talk to this sister in my mind.

”Dad, it's the one who takes care of you, loves you and gives you food.” Tianmiao touched the hair on Maomao pig. The hair was a little long, and some places were knotted. Tianmiao slowly opened the hair and continued to communicate with the pig in his mind with his divine sense.