“啊哈,你又输了,学小狗叫,快!”阿甲得意洋洋地将阿乙使劲地按在泥地里,神气活现地命令道,那姿势颇有些武松打虎的气派。鼻青脸肿、满头灰土的阿乙想要挣扎,可偏偏被阿甲沉重的屁股压得动弹不得,没奈何,只好委曲求全了:“汪,汪,汪!”记不清,这已经是多少次了,反正每一回,阿甲 “Aha, you lost again. Learn how the dog is called, fast!” A Jia proudly pressed Ah in the mud, commanding his breath, and that posture was quite Wu Song’s style. The buns with blue noses and swollen heads are full of gray soil. Ah wants to struggle, but he can’t move with A-heavy buttocks, but he can’t help but he can’t help but he can’t remember: “Wang, Wang, Wang!” It’s not clear how many times this has happened. Anyway, every time, Ajia