Chapter 90: Eating the Dog's Vinegar

"Woohoo!"

The little fat dog barked loudly, Shen Yu was happy to see it, and rubbed its head, and the little fat dog barked even more happily.

Lu Yanting looked at the cute little fat dog, and coldly spit out four words: "I don't know shame." ”

"Do you say me?" Shen Yu asked while holding the puppy.

Lu Yanting glanced at the little fat dog, and said with a cold expression: "This kind of stray dog of unknown origin is very likely to carry the virus, so it is best not to touch it." ”

Shen Yu looked at the little fat dog's clean coat and said disapprovingly: "This shouldn't be a stray dog, seeing that it is so fragrant and soft, even its nails are so clean, it must have an owner, and its owner must love it very much." ”

"Woohoo!" The little fat dog barked twice, looking up at Shen Yu with his little head up.

"Look, the dog says 'yes, yes, yes', it's so cute!" Shen Yu rubbed the dog's head with his chin.

Lu Yanting watched the puppy nest in Shen Yu's arms, his head lying on Shen Yu's heart, and his dark and deep eyes were surging with rage.

This damn perverted dog should be used as a dog meat claypot!

"Are you here to play with the dog or are you here to learn?" After Lu Yanting said this sentence in a cold voice, Shen Yu felt a cold breeze behind him, and the little fat dog in his arms let out two timid, long and soft barks.

Shen Yu immediately put down the little fat dog, straightened his waist, and stood in a military posture.

Lu Yanting was satisfied, glanced at the little fat dog with murderous intent, and led Shen Yu to the open space next to him.

Who knows, when they left, the little fat dog followed.

When Lu Yanting was teaching Shen Yu, the little fat dog squatted aside and watched quietly.

"Practice on your own." Lu Yanting asked Shen Yu to repeat the exercise, he walked up to the little fat dog, picked it up and put it on the big stone on the side of the road.

The little fat dog watched Lu Yanting leave, and it couldn't go down!

"Woohoo!" The little chubby dog yelled wildly at the landing banquet.

After asking Lu Yanting for help was hopeless, the little fat dog barked at Shen Yu again, his voice was louder and louder, and after barking for a few minutes, he finally attracted Shen Yu's attention.

Shen Yu took the little fat dog down from the stone, and it didn't take long for Lu Yanting to come over with a big bowl in his hand.

"What is this?" Shen Yu smelled a faint smell of sour vinegar, and his eyes lit up, "Pig's feet ginger?" ”

Lu Yanting shook the bowl past her nose, and Shen Yu's stomach rumbled.

"If you practice, this bowl is yours." Lu Yanting sat on a stone bench with a stern gaze.

Shen Yu, who was tempted by pig's foot ginger, could not take care of the puppy at this time, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice.

According to the previous appointment with Lu Yanting, after Shen Yu practiced it again, he began to tie the horse.

As soon as Shen Yu stopped, the little fat dog went to harass her and dangled at her feet, and Shen Yu, who had been focusing on Zama, was quickly attracted by the small hair ball at her feet.

Lu Yanting took the bowl and walked to Shen Yu's side.

Due to Lu Yanting's cold aura, the little fat dog was frightened and stayed away, standing a few meters away and watching steadily.

The little fat dog sat there and watched, which was exactly what Lu Yanting wanted.

Didn't that person just want to spy on Shen Yu with the little fat dog? Then he naturally won't let that person down.

Lu Yanting heard Shen Yu's stomach growling with hunger, so he took a piece of ginger and brought it to her mouth, "Ward off the cold, huh?" ”

Shen Yu took a deep breath of ginger gas, didn't eat, and said with a firm gaze: "I'm in Zama." ”

She is holding her breath now to hold on to Zama for so long, if she eats this mouthful of ginger, she will definitely relax, and if she says that it will be ten minutes, and the timer does not sound, she will definitely not be able to stop.

Shen Yu's eyes stared at the piece of ginger, Lu Yanting's thin lips were slightly raised, Qing Jun's lonely face suddenly approached, Shen Yu's head leaned back a little, feeling the hot air sprayed out between his breaths, and asked with a twisted eyebrow: "What are you doing?" ”