please show up and let me see

With the sound, the palms of the two passed each other.

Ning Yu: what

Qin Shu looked at the question mark face of the little cow, and smiled ruthlessly. He turned his back and prepared the medicine needle.

"Then, it's time to be punished..."

Ning Yu: "..."

The little cow shook her head vigorously, and refused to listen! Bastard chant sutras!

"come over……"

The little cow frowned, because he had no strength, so he simply rolled to the other side of the sofa.

Uncle Qin: "..."

Such a naughty child, such a wayward little cow.

"Be good, little cow..."

Ning Yu pulled the blanket and covered his head.

Uncle Qin began to threaten, "If you do this again, I will be angry..."

God, the old man is going to be angry...

The little cow moved, and finally stopped still.

So, the old man began to lure, "Well, come here obediently, let's shake hands and make peace, okay? You accept the punishment, and I will touch your little hand again..."

The old man stopped, for some reason, he felt a little bit pale...

And in the world of the little cow: the old man touches his own hand = he touches the old man's hand.

OKAY.

The calf got its head out of the blanket and rolled back.

"Well, very good." The old man smiled, looking very happy, "Hold out your hand."

The little cow obediently raised her little hand.

The old man smiled slightly, and held his hand. The little cow's own hand was also very beautiful, with fair and slender fingers and shiny fingertips.

Clasping both hands, Qin Shu suddenly felt a little moved.

But after seeing the flush on the little cow's face, he lost all thoughts.

He suddenly tightened his grip on the little cow's hand, and with the other hand not idle, he rolled up the little cow's sleeve.

A little cold, the little cow blinked and looked at him in confusion.

The old gentleman smiled at him, "Don't be afraid."

On the other side, he picked up the syringe... The old man froze when he saw the innocent face of the little cow.

Otherwise... let's drink medicine...

He sighed, "Be good, drink the medicine, okay?"

The little cow pursed her mouth, and her eyes were covered with a thick layer of mist.

The old man couldn't bear it either, he leaned over slightly, and gently hugged the little cow into his arms.

"After drinking, you can touch my hand if you want, okay?"

The little cow choked twice, then nodded slowly.

The old man let go of him, finished feeding him the medicine, and put hot water to his mouth.The little cow drank, and tears rolled into the cup one by one.

It was finally over, he hugged Qin Shu and cried for a long time.

The drowsiness gradually increased, and he fell asleep in Qin Shu's arms.

Qin Shu gently carried him into the bed in the guest room. There was a knock at the door. He walked over to open the door and made a "shh" gesture first.

The maintenance worker nodded and said, "Sir, the downstairs has been packed."

Qin Shu laughed and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

The maintenance worker who came to inform was a young guy. He touched his cut and said embarrassedly, "It's not hard, it's not hard..."

……

Not long after Qin Shu sent the maintenance worker away, Ning's mother also came back. Seeing that her son was not at home, she was not in a hurry, for such a big man, nothing would happen.

In the evening, Qin Shu thought that the little cow's parents might have returned, but the little cow hadn't woken up yet, so he knocked on the door of Ning's house alone.

Ning's mother hadn't seen him much, she was taken aback for a while, "Hi, what's the matter?"

Qin Shu said politely, "I am a resident upstairs from you. The water pipe in your house broke down today. Your son went up to ask me for help, but he had a fever. I gave him medicine, and now he is still resting."

Mother Ning smiled, "That's it, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you..."

Qin Shu said, "It's okay."

"Then... please wake up my son and let him go home."

Qin Shu frowned. Although the patient needed to rest, it would be bad after sleeping for a long time, so Qin Shu nodded.

Mother Ning came out and went upstairs with him.

Qin Shu opened the door of the guest room, but did not see the person on the bed.

He frowned, turned his head and glanced, and saw the little cow lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with both hands on the window, his forehead against the glass, and his face was reflected on it.

"Ning Ning." Mother Ning called softly.

But Ning Yu didn't even turn her head.

Qin Shu wondered whether to tell Mama Ning about the "little cow", but she is the mother of the little cow, so she shouldn't...

Qin Shu stepped forward and paused.

Why is something wrong.

"Maybe he just woke up, a little unconscious, wait a little longer."

Mother Ning was stunned for a moment, then said, "Okay, okay."

Qin Shu smiled, invited Mama Ning to the living room, poured a cup of tea, "Sorry, we only have tea at home."

Mother Ning responded gently, "It's okay, I also like drinking tea."

Qin Shu asked her to wait patiently, and then re-entered the guest room.

Ning Yu seemed to be awake, sitting cross-legged in front of the window in a daze, seeing him walk in, two suspicious red clouds appeared on his fair face.

Qin Shu walked over with a smile, and the red glow quickly covered his entire face, ears, and neck.

It's like eating chili.

Is the next step going to be fire?

Qin Shu came back to his senses, what was he thinking.

"Go home." He knelt down and looked at Ning Yu at the same level.

The little cow that ate the chili nodded vigorously.

Qin Shu helped him up, and he lowered his exquisite eyebrows and whispered, "Thank you..."

Qin Shu smiled, "It's okay, after all, I am the elder, sir."

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu would sometimes take orders. He was good at drawing, so the deposit was naturally quite large, so he used his own money most of the time.He picked up one last night and was going to start writing today, but the paint was almost used up, and he didn't want to bother his parents, so he planned to go out and buy it himself.

As a result, as soon as he left the room, he was frightened.

Ning Yu locked the door, turned around, and pressed the elevator.He was wearing a pair of cropped pants today, and his porcelain white ankles were exposed in the air. Suddenly, something warm and humid was stuck to it.

Ning Yu froze.

what?

He bowed his head stiffly.

A five-month-old pit bull sniffed around his feet, with a cute little straight tail raised slightly, and a small pure black nose sticking out of its ears.

Ning Yu: ...Where did this little Kuo Ai come from?

This is a high-end community, and there will be regular inspections by personnel. There should be no stray dogs or cats, that is, someone else's home.

So the question is, who owns it?

Half of the bulldogs are quiet and easy to attract thieves, and I don't know which owner is so careless.

Ning Yu knelt down and touched its little neck. The bulldog lowered its head and gently licked his palm. It was a little itchy, and Ning Yu chuckled softly.

This dog is so cute...

He touched its body with the other hand, and the cutie slipped into his arms, with her legs resting on his lap.

"Whose family do you belong to? Huh?"

Ning Yu rubbed the puppy's head and asked with a smile.The dog stared at him and kept jumping on him. It seemed to be a playful puppy.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened slowly, and a slender man came out. He looked at this person and a dog, a little surprised.

"Little milk... Bah, Ning Yu, why are you playing with it?"

Ning Yu raised his head in doubt, and then shouted in surprise, "Mr. Ren Feng!"

Ren Feng walked over with a smile, and he also squatted down, stroking the bulldog, "How did you get it here?"

Hearing what he said, Ning Yu seemed to know the owner of the bulldog, "Whose dog is this?"

Ren Feng raised his head suspiciously, "Don't you know?"

Ning Yu blinked, "Should I know?"

Ren Feng said: "Why don't you know?"

Ning Yu said, "How do I know?"

Ren Feng said: "You should know..."

Ning Yu said, "Why shouldn't I not know?"

Ren Feng: "You...then do you know or don't you know?"

Ning Yu was silent for a while, then calmed down, and said, "I don't know."

"Oh." Ren Feng calmed down while holding the wrist of the other hand with one hand.

Ning Yu asked, "Who is its owner?"

"Huh? Uncle..."

Ning Yu nodded, he teased the dog happily and kept laughing.

"What's its name?"

Before Ren Feng could say anything, the elevator door behind him opened, Qin Shu walked out from the exit, and answered the words logically, "Saint Warrior."

"……what?"

Ning Yu was at a loss, the hands that teased the dog stopped, and the saint lowered his head and licked his palm.

Qin Shu was a little uncomfortable, and repeated, "Saint fighter."

Ning Yu: "..."

Ren Feng leaned over and said in a low voice: "How is it? Is it very stupid? Let me tell you, in fact, Old Uncle Qin is like this in private..."

Ning Yu agreed in a low voice, "Really?"

Ren Feng looked proud, "Of course."

a ghost.

"..."

Qin Shu heard it clearly.

Ning Yu looked at his expressionless face, then at Saint Seiya, and let out a "puchi" laugh.

Dryly praised, "It's really nice."

"Are you going out?" Uncle Qin didn't want them to continue this topic, so he took the initiative to pick it up.

Ning Yu rolled his eyes, "That's right, I'm going to buy paint."

Qin Shu nodded, came over and bent down to put a collar on the Saint Seiya. The golden dog tag was engraved with three words - Saint Seiya.

Ning Yu: "..."

"Why did you name him that?"

Qin Shu paused, "Lenovo."

Ning Yu: "...Then why don't you just call it casual?"

Qin Shu raised his head and stared at him seriously, "No, that's too casual."

"..."

Ning Yu asked again, "What are you doing?"

Qin Shu stood up straight, "I have nothing to do, I'm just looking for this little ancestor."

Ren Feng said: "I have nothing to do, I'm on vacation. I want to come and have fun with my uncle."

Ning Yu nodded and said, "Okay then, I'm leaving, goodbye." As he said that, he had already stood up.

Ren Feng also stood up, looked at Qin Shu, and said, "Shall we go with you?"

Qin Shu led the dog and nodded.

Ning Yu smiled, "Okay."

When three people walk together, there must be chatterboxes.

The old man led the dog and walked slowly ahead, Ning Yu and Ren Feng followed behind, because Ning Yu said it was not very far away, Ren Feng did not strongly demand to drive.

He patted Ning Yu's shoulder, "Little brother, I believe in you."

Ning Yu blinked and smiled.

Ren Feng glanced at the uncle's back and lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, Uncle Qin seems stable, but he is actually a middle school boy."

"is it?"

"Yeah, but he also has a little bit of shame. When he takes a saint out, he doesn't call him a saint."

"What's that called?"

"It's called Sesshomaru."

"……what?"

"Hahaha, just kidding, it's actually called..."

Qin Shu stopped, turned his head, and stepped on Ren Feng's foot.

But still a step too late.

"... Lu Luxiu, chasing the wind... ahhh!!!"

Ning Yu: "..."

After a while, Ning Yu quietly said to Ren Feng, the disabled person: "Mr. Ren Feng, you are really interesting."

Ren Feng was stunned for a moment, why did he feel that the little cow was scolding him?

But seeing the pure smile on Ning Yu's face, he couldn't help but beam with joy, "You're also very interesting."

……

"Little friend, I remember you said, it's very close..."

Ren Feng squatted on the curb to rest, and said to Ning Yu expressionlessly.

Ning Yu blinked, "Yes."

Ren Feng stretched his legs and stared.

Ning Yu stretched out his hand and pointed straight ahead, "Here."

Ren Feng turned his head.

Familiar buildings came into view.

Ren Feng: "..."

He was filled with anger and grief.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Why, why did we walk so far?"

Ning Yu said: "The original shortcut is broken, and it is being repaired."

Ren Feng asked again: "Then...then why don't you take a taxi?"

Ning Yu thought for a while, looked at Ren Feng's qi and blood, and swallowed "no need". He smiled and said sincerely, "I heard that if you walk every day, you can live to 99."

Ren Feng said, "Then I'd better die."

Ning Yu: "...I'm sorry."

Ren Feng sighed and waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay. Go, go."

"Okay." Ning Yu was numb, and soon came back with a big bag of things. He was afraid of Ren Feng, so he ran back, with a little sweat on his forehead.

Qin Shu handed him a piece of paper, "What's the rush?"

Ning Yu took a breath and said, "Okay, let's go back."

Qin Shu said, "Do you want to eat a sundae?"

Ning Yu was stunned, and looked at Ren Feng, who came over and put his arm around his shoulder, "Let's go, let's go."

Ning Yu could only nod.

When they went back, the three of them were not in a hurry, each of them had a chocolate sundae, and the Saint Seiya was sniffing here and there, and each was leisurely.

Ning Yu lowered his head, walked on the blind path, and counted his steps one by one. When he counted to one hundred, the saint suddenly ran up to him and turned around.

Ning Yu squatted down with a smile, touched its small head, "What's wrong?"

Saint licked his finger, which accidentally got some ice cream on it.

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat a sundae? Yes"

The Saint Seiya circled around him a few more times.

Ning Yu rolled his eyes with a smile, his brows and eyes were gentle, he dipped some ice cream with his fingers, and brought it to the Saint Seiya.

The saint sticks out his tongue, Ning Yu thinks it's very funny, and keeps laughing out loud.