Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

First Young Master Murong worked overtime until nine o'clock in the evening, signed the last document, glanced at the sheep who had been waiting on the sofa next to him, and was in a good mood, walked over and sat beside him and called softly, "Pig, wake up."

Knowing that the other party would wake up for a while, he picked up Lin Hanzhi and read the bills on the coffee table.

Originally, it was just to wait for someone to pick it up and look at it, but the more I looked at it, the more angry I became.

"Corruption!" Young Master Murong slammed the bill on the table, raised his eyebrows, "Lazy!"

"...?" Lin Hanzhi was struggling half asleep and half awake. When he heard the first two words, he was still wondering who he was talking about. When he heard the last two words, he knew that he didn't run away, so he subconsciously felt guilty. , sit up obediently, "what's the matter?"

The young master stood upside down with thick eyebrows, and held up the bill an inch in front of Lin Hanzhi's face.

"One month, I went out to dinner nine times, and went to KTV seven times. It was only paid by credit card. Lin Hanzhi, you are over 30, and you eat so much barbecue and Sichuan food. How many times have I seen you come home smelling of alcohol? , aren't you afraid of fatty liver?"

Lin's sheep bleats and bleats with a low eyebrow: "How can I have a fatty liver when I'm so thin..."

"Science is!" Murong Feng said dialectical materialism on his face, hating iron and steel: "If you continue like this, you will die early!" The young master's divergent thinking is so serious that it is comparable to a woman in menopause, "Say, are you Didn't you feel tired of being with me and Murong Dan, and want to reincarnate early to find a woman!"

囧...Where is this going...

With tears in his eyes, Lin Hanzhi made a firm promise: "No way, Ah Feng, how could I get bored!" How could it be possible, who would be bored without even chasing someone?

Young Master Murong got up at five o'clock, picked up the lazy sheep, drove him to wash up, and made breakfast by himself. At five twenty, the breakfast was ready for the sheep to eat. The night before, he helped put the big backpack on the sheep's back, and the sheep went out to change its shoes. The young master took a look, squatted down with his mouth curled up, and tied a marching lace that would never loosen the hiking shoes.

"One call an hour."

"Oh."

"Dial 122 in case of emergency."

"Oh."

"Try hard—"

"—Boom"

Murong Feng stared at the other party dumbfounded, before he could finish his instructions, he closed the door and left.

The sheep is getting angry!

This really has never happened before!

Convex!The direction of rushing to the door compared the middle finger - if you are tired from climbing the mountain and come back to death, I will give you a dead end on the bed!

Murong Feng is determined to change his partner, and only by living a healthy life can he live a long life.

But the boss's healthy life must not be only one person involved.

Lin Hanzhi never exercised, and he was dizzy and reluctant to go out to climb the mountain, but the moment he got out of the car and took his first breath, he felt extremely comfortable.

The morning air—it was really nice.

The dew from the previous night moistened the black soil, making it fresh and refreshing.

In May, on Saturday, the sun was shining brightly, and all the branches of the trees sprouted small green buds.

Mountain climbing maybe, not bad~

Here Murong Feng has arrived at the mansion at 08:30 to have breakfast with his grandfather and son.

"You didn't follow him when he climbed the mountain? Why did he suddenly become so promising?" Old Man Murong sneered.

Just as he was talking, the phone call came over there, and First Young Master Murong answered it with a straight face, "Where are you... Don't be tired... Well," hung up without saying a word, but his expression was much more relaxed.

"He'll call me every hour."

"..." Mr. Murong can only stare blankly at the intimacy of the two big men.

Lin Hanzhi and Ya Ya's staff followed the tour guide along the stream with nine bends and eighteen bends from 09:30 in the morning to [-]:[-], when the tour guide finally stopped, they asked out of breath, "Is this the top of the mountain? "

The tour guide is a local guy who has been on the mountain road all year round. He has bronze skin and white teeth. He smiled sincerely and said, "Where is it? I haven't reached the foot of the mountain yet..."

For a moment, everyone fell to the ground, wailing everywhere.

Lin Hanzhi's cheeks turned red from walking, and he took out the phone to answer the call: "Ah Feng, I want to go home... No, I walked halfway, almost three hours, and I haven't reached the foot of the mountain yet... I'll go back... No, you can't get those barbecued things up the mountain, really!"

Going to eat directly after get off work is to eat, and to climb the mountain also carries a barbecue stove and meat, but if anyone dares to say that he can take it to the top of the mountain after walking hard for two hours, then it is Murong Feng who made a mistake in his arrangement!

Murong Feng played with Murong Dan for a day, this egg looked like his sheep father, but he was too ugly, with a plump inverted triangle face and soft, burnt yellow head His hair didn't grow a few hairs, but he had a small mouth, which was sweetly called by his father, grandfather, and great grandfather, which fascinated the three generations of old, middle-aged and young people.

"Son, you are so ugly, why don't you take a family portrait with you!" Murong Feng hugged Murong Dan to bask in the sun.

Murong Dan couldn't understand a whole bunch of words, but he knew the meaning of "with" and "without", and immediately shouted unhappy: "Ah!!!"

"It's useless to shout, your great-grandfather's face is enough to ruin the picture, and if you bring you, people will think that the rest of us have plastic surgery! It's not as good as our good-looking ones."

Murong Dan was extremely sad, and plunged into his great-grandfather's arms, tears streaming down his face: "Ah!"

The old man was about to cry and yelled, "Murong Feng, you bastard, what are you doing with him!"

First Young Master Murong shrugged, "He's my son, it's normal for me to beat him, and besides, grandpa, you don't care what he does, you don't want to take pictures."

"...Little bastard!"

"Hehe!" The young master agreed as soon as he heard it, "Grandpa, am I kidding! You must get a grand chair when you go, hahaha..."

Sheep went back to the mansion bitterly at night and devoted himself to replenishing energy. The old man reprimanded him on the table: "You should exercise well when you are young, otherwise you will get sick in a few years, and even if you have money, you can't buy someone to suffer for you! "

Lin Hanzhi ate two bowls of rice and scooped up a bowl of soup while he sewed and listened to the training, enjoying himself quite a bit.

It wasn't until he returned to the bedroom that he fell straight on the bed and didn't move.

"Get up, sheep." Murong Feng came up to pull him, "I'll put hot water for you, take a bath before going to bed, or your legs will hurt tomorrow."

"For a while, for a while," Lin Hanzhi blinked dully, obviously a little sleepy, "I have a flat stomach, and I ate too much."

"Pig!" Young Master Murong scorned, looked condescendingly, sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the opponent's legs onto his own, took off the opponent's shoes, and took off the socks for a massage.

Lin Hanzhi shrunk back, his feet were stuffed in hiking boots all day, and it probably wouldn't taste good, "Dirty..."

Murong Feng glared and didn't speak, his hands massaged from the soles of the feet to the calves, the strength was not light, and the places he passed were all hot.

"Ah Feng—" Lin Hanzhi half-opened his eyes and looked at the chandelier above his head.

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I'm just calling."

"You're calling me a bed, you look like a cat, can you still move?" First Young Master Murong sneered and changed his foot to massage.

"...I don't need to move, you can do it."

...Forget it, the young master thought regretfully, what are you doing flirting with him.

"I'll take care of things these few days, and you push the appointment. After taking pictures next week, let's go out for a few days."

"Huh?" Why?

"I haven't been anywhere for such a long time. I happened to take pictures. Let's treat it as a honeymoon, but it can't be that long."

Lin Han was sleepy, and his head, which was already spinning unhappily, basically stopped turning. He let the other party take off his clothes and soak himself in hot water.

The two of them couldn't really register. He was embarrassed to say that he actually regarded the photoshoot as a marriage in his heart.

Murong Feng was born to be a busy worker. Sheep went out to exercise for a day, he packed things and cooked, worried during the day and had to take a bath and massage at night, and made him more tired than a real player.

When he took the sleeping sheep out of the water and wrapped it in a towel to wipe it clean, the sheep limply stretched out an arm to hang around his neck, and its lips curled up slightly, forming an extremely warm arc. .