In the dead of night, Cheng Peng sat in the flower bed in the courtyard, practicing the small gathering spirit technique.

Until now, he didn't know what the Little Gathering Spirit Technique was for, but there was one thing he liked very much—after cultivating, he was comfortable all over. Within an hour after the exercise, the air you breathe is sweet.

Cheng Peng didn't know that when he was concentrating on cultivating the Small Gathering Spirit Technique, he was sitting upright at his feet, his big black eyes flickering.

It looked at Cheng Peng's eyes, full of admiration. The corner of the little mouth was slightly raised, as if he was smiling evilly, but he actually enjoyed it. Its breathing, along with Cheng Peng's seal, proceeded slowly, very rhythmically.

Although a person and a dog have only known each other for one day, Zhuang Zhuang has obviously accepted him as a relative, and understands that he is now a dog with a name, a surname and an identity.

Cheng Peng himself didn't expect that he would one day become a shovel officer. No, when he was cultivating, he suddenly smelled a strange smell, which slowly penetrated into his nostrils, and the air that was stirred up was no longer sweet.

He coughed straight from the smoke, hurriedly stopped his cultivation, and looked down, Mom, Zhuang Zhuang pulled a few big pools at his feet. The black, slimy, foul-smelling poop was as striking as a patch on a concrete floor.

Cheng Peng stretched out his head with a black line, reached out and scooped up the little guy, the hair on his butt was a little dirty, and he had to wash it.

In the second half of the night, Cheng Pengke had no time to rest, he repeated two things - shoveling and bathing Zhuangzhuang.

I don't know what I stole from this little thing, and the it is thin and smelly. It wasn't over until dawn that Qiao Yujun got up. At this time, the stench that moved the sky was still echoing over the courtyard.

"Oh, what does this smell like?" Qiao Yujun was so stinky that she was completely awake and drowsy, she covered her nose and frowned.

Cheng Peng was already tired from cleaning the yard and sweating profusely, he straightened up and smiled at Qiao Yujun: "I'm sorry, boss, I didn't know that Zhuang Zhuang could pull so much!"

"What? Is it strained?" Qiao Yujun's heart sank suddenly, and she didn't care about whether it stinked or not, so she hurriedly ran over to see what was going on.

Although Cheng Peng has done his best to deal with the aftermath, there is still a clear and strong evidence of the crime on the concrete floor.

Qiao Yujun still knows a lot about small animals, a dog as small as Zhuang Zhuang has diarrhea like this, isn't it dead?

She was nervous, picked up Zhuang Zhuang and walked out the door. Cheng Peng hurriedly stopped her: "Hey, where are you going, boss? It's going to start business soon, and you have to prepare a day's materials." Besides, it's, it's dirty, I haven't had time to bathe it before I pulled a lump. ”

When Qiao Yujun heard this, she hurriedly looked down at her arms. Sure enough, there was something rubbed on his arm, a faint yellow mark.

Cheng Peng smiled awkwardly, Qiao Yujun had a black line in his head, and he didn't stay or leave with Zhuang Zhuang in his arms. It's the little guy, Deng Deng's legs stretching out his arms, jumping around. Qiao Yujun panicked and accidentally missed, and it plopped, snapped, and fell to the ground.

"Whew!" the little guy screamed in pain.

"Ahh

The two of them ran towards the same goal, and this target was obviously a bit small, and when they squatted down, Cheng Peng and Qiao Yujun's heads slammed together.

Cheng Peng is okay, the iron hit on the head, touching it like scratching, Qiao Yujun is different.

The impact made her dizzy in an instant, her head buzzed, and the place where she was touched hurt hotly.

She couldn't help but cry out in pain, touched her forehead and closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

"Hey~ It hurts, Cheng Peng, is your head made of granite?" Qiao Yujun said speechlessly.

Cheng Peng couldn't care about Zhuang Zhuang, and hurriedly touched Qiao Yujun's head: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll help you rub it~"

"No!" Qiao Yujun refused, "If you can't rub it immediately after hitting it, it will cause a big bump." ”

"You have to believe me!" Cheng Peng said.

Qiao Yujun was a little angry in her heart at that time, she was hit like this for no reason, and it hurt so much, as if she had been knocked with a big stone. Whoever it is, it will be stimulated by pain.

The pain in her head made Qiao Yujun's thinking a little unable to keep up, so she let go of her hand and was at the mercy of Cheng Peng.

The big boy's fingers were warm and comfortable to touch. After a while, Qiao Yujun felt cool water dripping on her forehead again, and then the pain was relieved by more than half.

Cheng Peng helped her rub it twice, blew twice, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." The voice was gentle, as if he was talking to Zhuangzhuang.

Qiao Yujun was embarrassed for a moment, her reason had returned, and she hurriedly said: "It's okay, that's it, it's okay......" But she felt strange in her heart, why didn't it hurt all of a sudden? Thinking of what Cheng Peng had done before, she became more and more curious about this young man.

Mixing sauces, he can compete with Shen Tingchao, who has been wrestling for more than 20 years, has love for small animals, and knows a little bit of medical skills...... The more Qiao Yujun thought about it, the more she felt that Cheng Peng was a very amazing guy.

The two were silent for a while, mainly because Cheng Peng suddenly stopped talking, his brain was knotted, his thinking stopped, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what to say. He didn't speak, and Qiao Yujun was silent.

Fortunately, the silence was short-lived, for a foul smell penetrated their nostrils again.

"Ahh

"Zhuangzhuang, what the hell are you going to do?"

The two looked down and saw that the little guy had pulled a big puddle, and it was a black lump.

Cheng Peng and Qiao Yujun hurriedly hurried to shovel and take a bath for it. It's easy to finish busy, and I'm about to close the door to rest, when suddenly the phone rings in the hall.

That landline was specially reserved by Qiao Yujun for VIP diners. This phone generally does not ring, and when it rings, Bing responds.

Qiao Yujun's face was nervous for a while, and she said to Cheng Peng: "I will give you a task, now immediately dispose of the smell here, and I will answer the phone." ”

Cheng Peng agreed, and said in his heart: "What's the reputation of this call? I've never seen the boss so nervous." ”

Qiao Yujun went in to answer the phone, and Cheng Peng thought, how to taste it? Flower water? Yes, flower water! He ran to the house and took a bottle of flower water, and sprinkled most of the bottle to cover up his magnificent achievements.

After that, Qiao Yujun hurriedly asked him to mix the sauce, and Cheng Peng went in to work with a lot of wonder. Zhuang Zhuang stayed at his feet, not leaving an inch.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the chatter and laughter of several men could be heard outside the door. Qiao Yujun hurriedly answered the door and greeted her with a smile, obviously she was very familiar with these guests.

"Little Joe, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. However, I have a few friends who have come from out of town on business trips, so that's the only time I have to spare. I thought about how to keep them from seeing such a delicious restaurant, and I brought ......."

This is a middle-aged man's voice, cheerful, talkative, with a thick and non-greasy voice, not annoying at all.

Cheng Peng was curious, and while stirring with the bowl, he leaned to the window to look.