Chapter 118

Qin Muzhi's face collapsed. He was loveless and pointed to Lu Ziheng. His brother was lying in the gentle village. It was impossible for Lu Ziheng to lose his dog. Qin Muzhi left! He Qin Mu's departure doesn't hinder them, can't he, QAQ

Shen Qinghuan doesn't know that Qin Muzhi is afraid of dogs. She looks at Qin Muzhi in pain.

Lu Ziheng said he understood his friend's mood very well. He put the ice Cola in his pocket and whispered a few words in Qin Muzhi's ear. The other party slipped away with relief.

"Lao Qin suddenly remembered that the work given to him by teacher Liu had not been done." Lu Ziheng was serious. He invited Shen Qinghuan into his home. "When we have lunch, I'll send you back."

Obviously, Shen Qinghuan's face flushed when she heard it.

She blushed and said in a small voice, "I want to see a pocket."

Toudou was honest in front of Lu Ziheng. The facts proved that he also pretended to be clever. Seeing Shen Qinghuan was like a different soul.

Shen Qinghuan didn't come to Lu Ziheng's house empty handed this time. In addition to bringing him ice cola, he also brought some materials to build a kennel.

She squatted beside Lu Ziheng's bed, and her pocket was completely different from yesterday's sick state. She also worked hard to drag a small piece of wood to Shen Qinghuan.

"That's great!" Shen Qinghuan frowned, and the praised pocket rubbed her trouser legs. "Later, we'll have a bed, so we can't go to my brother's bed to take up space, you know?"

"Woof!"

The word "brother" passed from Shen Qinghuan's mouth to his ears. It was very comfortable.

Lu Ziheng thought of the dream that even Qin Muzhi couldn't share.

He wanted to hear her shout brother Heng.

Even one sound.

A sound can make him give her his life.

Shen Qinghuan's hands were skillful. Although Lu Ziheng was restless, the two soon finished building the pocket bed.

The smell of sandalwood lingered in the room, and Lu Ziheng's handsome face was visible to the naked eye.

"Is it hot today?" Shen Qinghuan stared at Lu Ziheng, who was blushing. Her eyelashes flashed, "your face is so red. Will you be allergic again?"

Did the smell of the wood he brought make him like this?

Shen Qinghuan began to think in his mind. From entering the door to now, there seems to be nothing that can make Lu Ziheng allergic.

The pocket suddenly bit Shen Qinghuan's trouser leg. He was small and tried to drag Shen Qinghuan somewhere. He was so tired that the dog turned upside down.

Shen Qinghuan thought that he didn't like the room he bought. She picked him up, straightened him, and stroked his small body, "pocket. If you don't like it, will your sister take you out to buy what you like later? "

"Wang ~"

It's actually a little confused.

Yesterday, the boy called himself his father, but now the girl in front of him asked him to call his brother. It's difficult for him to be a dog.

Doudou shouted a lot. Shen Qinghuan turned and asked Lu Ziheng if Doudou was hungry.

It seems that when a baby is hungry, it will make a terrible noise.

"I'll make some more steamed buns for it."

"Is it so small that it can eat steamed bread?" Shen Qinghuan was quite worried.

"It's OK to soak milk." Lu Ziheng didn't think so. After all, he didn't eat less in the morning.

With that, Lu Ziheng went to action.

"If my brother goes to cook for you, don't..." before Shen Qinghuan finished, he broke free, jumped out of her arms and ran out of the bedroom with short legs.

Shen Qinghuan followed his pocket to the toilet room and saw it plunge his head into the basin.