Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

[I say brother! ! ! 】

[Word brother! ! ! 】

[How are you so stupid! ! 】

[Hurry up to save people! Where did the program group die? ! Save me, my brother! ! 】

Just as the fans were emotional, I couldn't wait to climb into the TV series to save people like a blind man. The screen was black and gone.

Audience: [? ? ? 】

[Garbage show! ! ! You will pill sooner or later! ! 】

"Director, has turned off the live broadcast." The technical brother sighed with relief and turned to report to the director who seemed to be ten years old.

The director looked at the comments that were refreshed every hundred, and most of them commented on him. The heartache was almost huddled.

The rescue team has already rushed over, but the distance is too far. It is estimated that they will be able to salvage a dead body when they are in the past. He is exhausted, sad, and desperate.

A pair of old and literally ugly eyes, unwilling to look at the screen.

When the song **** team came over, they could only see that the long, white-shouldered hands could not fall down and disappeared under the rocks.

"Speak!!"

The trio was a glimpse, and then ran to the past, to the rock that was still being beaten by the waves, but only to see a piece of sea water.

The song **** did not think about it, but he was going to jump, but his body was firmly grasped by the martial arts brother behind him.

"What are you doing! I want to save people!"

The song **** roared, and the martial arts brother hurriedly dragged the person back. "You can't swim, you can save someone!"

Who doesn't know that the **** of song is a dry duck, and that time it is not the kind of person saved. Now, don't say that it is saving people. It is not bad to not go up.

"……correct."

The brain of the **** of blood and blood has finally calmed down. He is a person who can't swim. What kind of fun is he?

The three people present did not swim, and the moon had already ran to the face of Song Qi, who was lying on the rock with a white face. "Chi Qijie, Qi Qijie!"

She skillfully pressed in the chest of Song Qi, but fortunately because she played a nurse role before, specifically looking for someone to learn, she is here to try to save Song Qi, here the song **** and the martial arts brothers race against time The clothes tried to make a rope out.

"Hurry up!" The songs of the gods are shaking, and the face that is always bitter and deep is always anxious.

In fact, he also knows that the method of using clothes to make ropes is not reliable, but three people who can't swim, except for this, he really has no other way.

"Chi Qijie, you wake up..."

I have never seen such a danger in the month. She tried hard to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, crying with tears, crying and crying, and suddenly heard a barking.

"Wang Wang Wang Wang!!!"

The storm was like a gust of wind, rushing over with madness and hardship.

Its legs were smashed. Before the earthquake, when the earthquake was smashed, the two masters entered the sea. The storm was anxiously pulling his legs. The stone was too big for him. If it is human, he can Moved by hand, there is no hand in the storm, so it can only try to pull the pressed leg out.

It’s already very painful to have your legs pressed, and it’s hard to make it hurt.

The storm is very painful, but it can't stop. Its owner is still waiting for it and needs its protection.

Finally, it pulled out the **** legs, and the leg could not reach the ground, so it dragged a leg and followed the air, the owner's meager taste, looking for it.

"Wang... oh... oh..."

The storm found the owner, it was very happy, sniffing the owner with his nose, trying to shake his tail and spinning around his master, but soon his nose moved and he was restless on the stone.

There is a taste of the male owner, but why is he missing?

Its limited brain can't understand how it thinks. The sea water limits its sense of smell. The storm is very anxious. It turns around the stone in a circle and a circle, and the low squeaking like a scream in the scorpion.

The taste of the owner is here, why the storm can't find the owner.

It’s been a few minutes now, watching the rushing water underneath, the low whisper of the old dog, the eyes of the song **** red, almost falling into tears.

A life, still no more...

Although he has always been criticized for Wei Mingyan's character, but these days, he is convinced that it is a rumor, although this person is a chicken thief, the belly is black, the heart may be a bit black, but he is a good person.

And such a good person, but today...

"cough--"

Wei Mingyan had a hard head and coughed, and the head that had just emerged sank again.

Get up again, sink again, get up, sink...

The martial arts brother slammed his eyes wide, "Speaking brother!!"

He quickly smashed the rope he had previously made with clothes. "You can catch this, let us pull you up!"

The man in the water seemed to hear his words, struggling to reach out to the side, and then sinking again...

Song God: "He is not working hard!"

"Seems!"

"That way, I grabbed the head, you pulled the head, then I went down and pulled the words up, but the rope seemed a bit short..."

The two were in a hurry to reunite the group to discuss how to save, slammed, the storm whimpered, jumped off the water.

The storm is a swim.

When it was small, the owner gave it a bath. It was always awkward. When it was blowing, even if it couldn’t stand the noise, it was quietly sitting under the comfort of the owner, waiting for the hair shaft.

Growing up a little longer, the master took it out to bend, a cat fell into the water, it was a small milk cat, struggling incessant screams, it jumped down and smashed the kitten come back.

I have never learned before, but it is like being born in the water. The storm is trying to open my eyes in the cold sea. The blood on the injured leg gradually overflows in the water and is dyed red.

The storm does not understand this. It only has the owner's figure in it. The owner is very heavy. It is carrying the owner's clothes and trying to go upstream. This should be the heaviest package of the storm.

But it is also its most important package.

It likes the male owner, because since he came, the owner is happy, she is happy every day, unlike the past is always uncomfortable.

In the past, the male owner didn't like it. The storm didn't understand why. It didn't resist. He could only silently shrink into the corner. He hoped that the male owner would change back to the one who liked it and would bring it to play.

It’s okay to be hungry, as long as the owner is happy, the storm is not hungry.

No water to drink is fine, storms can not drink water.

It is looking forward to, the gentle touch of it, will let the owner of the owner who is happy all day, come back, in this case, the master will not be sad again...

Suddenly one day, the storm came to a strange place. It tried to chase the smell of the male owner, but he could only watch him leave by car.

It lost and disappeared and wanted to go home. On the way, it wanted to say hello to another dog, but it was bitten by the cockroach, fled with a tail and panicked, and was impatient again. The man poured a soup of water.

The hot soup was poured on the body, and it hurts and screams. It wants the owner and wants her to touch her head.

The storm walked cautiously in this city that completely rejected it. It first ate the contents of the trash can, the claws were frozen and stiff, and they were driven around, which it never felt.

It found that it was very hard to breathe, and the tail seemed to be frozen, and it was next to the trash can, and the storm felt that he could not find the owner.

But at this time, it smelled the familiar taste, and then the warm hand fell on its head.

The storm was very happy, and its male owner was back. It tried to shake the stiff tail and pleased the head of the man.

It does not know that it has been abandoned, nor does it understand who caused the suffering of these days. It only knows that the owner has found it.

The storm likes you.

the host.

***

The director looked at the picture on the screen with a stunned look, and the hand swayed like a pump. "Quick!! Open the live broadcast!!"

Wei Mingyan’s fans are about to cry, and they are desperately searching for advice on the Internet. There is no clue other than the [wild survival] program group.

It’s the cruelest thing in the world to watch your own love beans drowning...

Just in a mess of porridge, I can't wait to kill the program group that killed and did not respond, the live broadcast started again, this time, it is a different picture.

[Lone! ! ! ! groove! ! ! 】

[I am still dreaming, this is not my dream, I am a brother! ! 】

【storm! ! ! Like the storm! ! ! 】

On the screen, an old dog dragged the man hard, and got a little bit from the water. The shore did not know when the song **** team arrived and quickly lifted the person up. The storm took a wet stomach. Dark yellow hair, limping and following.

Like guarding what treasures, watching those people put their male masters around their masters.

"Cough..." Wei Mingyan coughed and struggled to get up and tried to see the lover next to him. "Kiki, is she okay?"

The month is still trying hard to press, seeing Wei Mingyan being rescued, she is happy and crying, "Kiki sister can't wake up, she can't wake up..."

She is a little girl. What she experienced today is completely beyond her heart. Looking at her face is whiter than paper. No matter how rescued she is, Song Qi, the fear in her heart is not much less than other people present.

Cried on the face, but the hand did not stop, continue to rescue.

"Kiki..."

The man who had just escaped was desperate in his eyes. He struggled to reach out and trembled to touch the face of his lover.

The storm seemed to feel the sadness in his body, dragging his heavy body, screaming at his legs and reaching the master.

It is like the former master who called the master, gently licking the owner's face with his nose.

Master, got up...

The stormy legs are sore, it’s good to have the host kiss and hug...

When the old dog's wet nose touched Song Qi's pale face, a month and month pressed, Song Qi coughed and coughed out the water.

She opened her eyes weakly and looked like a stormy wolverine.

Not waiting for the reaction, the whole person was held in the arms of the man.

Two soaked people hugged together on the stone, obviously it was very embarrassing, but people looked and wanted to cry.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Wei Mingyan kept muttering, holding his arms in his arms, and a pair of slender hands trembled and stroked Song Qi’s hair. "Nothing is fine, nothing is fine..."

He bowed his head, with the ecstasy he recovered, eager and gentle, not to stop the cold lips licking the face of the man.

I still read in my mouth, "Nothing is fine..."

The singer wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the excited man. He felt happy and speechless.

"Speak clearly, this live broadcast, pay attention to the impact!"

The storm watched the two masters who were together and slowly swayed their tails and screamed and screamed at the man.

The wet head was gently stroked, and it heard the male owner say softly, "Thank you, the storm."

"Hey..."

The storm is so happy.

Favorite owner!