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Tong Wu had never raised small animals before, so he knew nothing about raising dogs. Fortunately, Tan Xin knew how to do it, and helped him feed the puppy, and put a cardboard box on the counter as a temporary kennel.

After finishing it, Tan Xin got up and clapped his hands and asked, "Why, are you going to keep it?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. Anyway, it's a life. He's so young, he might not be able to survive outside."

Tan Xin said noncommittally: "There are a lot of snack bars around here, maybe it's a puppy who sneaked out of the store."

"Maybe……"

Seeing Tong Wu's ambiguous attitude, Tan Xin knew that he might like this little guy and was reluctant to let him go, but Kunlun Internet Cafe is not an ordinary place, and it's okay to keep corpses, but raising dogs may cause chaos. If something goes wrong, I don't know how to end it.

"Let's raise it first, and it won't be too late to talk about it when it's older."

"Um……"

The little milk dog seemed to have a spirit, and looked at Tong Wu and Tan Xin with wide eyes. After hearing that they would not throw him out, he was obviously relieved, and yelled at the two of them with a loud voice. Spiky and thin, very crisp and tender, let alone Tong Wu, even Tan Xin's head, which has always been too rational, was a little dizzy from the cuteness.

The little milk dog just stayed in the Kunlun Internet Cafe. He didn't go anywhere else. He ate, drank, and ate at the counter. Tong Wu would take care of it during the day, and Tan Xin would take care of it at night.

This day has passed for a week, and the little milk dog has gained weight under the careful feeding of the two network administrators, and at the same time Yan Jingchen has also returned.

Yan Jingchen walked down the stairs quickly and plunged into the counter.

"Xiao Wu, I'm back!" Just as he was about to embrace Tong Wu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Yan Jingchen found a fluffy visitor in Tong Wu's arms, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a little milk dog!

"Aww!" The little milk dog yelled as if he had been spat out when he saw Yan Jingchen.

Tong Wu patted the little milk dog's head lightly, and said dotingly: "Don't mess around, you won't be able to eat any more."

The little milk dog became quiet, and Yan Jingchen became restless again. He tugged Tong Wu's arm, and asked jealously: "...Xiao Wu, what is this?"

Tong Wu was making food for the little milk dog, when he heard this, he gave Yan Jingchen a weird look, "Dog! You don't even know a dog?"

How could Yan Jingchen not recognize dogs? He just didn't understand why there was an extra dog in his Internet cafe, and he didn't understand why Tong Wu didn't get excited when he saw him, but kept making dog food there. The guy seems to be very sticky, listening to him like a psychic.

Out of jealousy, the headmaster no longer cared about his image, straightened Tongwu's shoulders and told him to face him, showing an abandoned expression and coquettishly said: "Xiaowu, you don't even want him~"

Tong Wu: "...Yan Jingchen, what are you fantasizing about?"

"I don't have a convulsion, I'm jealous!" Yan Jingchen twisted his body deliberately, and continued to complain: "I rushed back in a hurry, but you didn't even give me a loving hug, and even fed the dog. This dog is so long. When I grow up, I will eat by myself!"

"Pfft!" Tong Wu finally couldn't help laughing, put down the mixed dog food, put the puppy on the side of the bowl and let it eat by itself, and then opened his arms to Yan Jingchen, "Come on, I'm broad Your mind is ready, and you can jump in at any time."

Yan Jingchen smiled when he heard the words, stepped forward and hugged Tong Wu, while the little milk dog who was eating excitedly looked up at them, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

Putting his chin on Yan Jingchen's shoulder, Tong Wu closed his eyes and enjoyed his embrace, thinking: his body is warm, how nice!

Because he was still at the counter of the Internet cafe, and Tong Wu never liked to cuddle in front of others, Yan Jingchen let him go when he saw him, and turned his head to look at the little milk dog on the table, with a disgusted expression on his face , "Where did this thing come from? It's so ugly when it's dirty." He sniffled his nose, "Not only is it ugly, but it also stinks."

"Of course it stinks. He hasn't taken a bath. Tan Xin said he is too young to take a bath. He will die."

"..." In terms of keeping pets, the head of Yan is also inexperienced, so he is not qualified to express opinions.

The little milk dog was full, so he came to the table with his short legs, aimed at Yan Jingchen's knee, and jumped up with slippery soles.

Yan Jingchen: "..."

"It seems that he likes you quite a bit." Tong Wu watched the little milk dog play happily on Yan Jingchen's lap, his expression became very soft, with a smile on his face.

"Do you really want to keep it?"

"I have this idea, but it seems that this place is not suitable for its growth."

Yan Jingchen understands Tong Wu's meaning. Kunlun Internet cafes are not simply cold and not suitable for ordinary life. In addition, there are mixed fish and dragons in the Internet cafes. All kinds of monks come and go. Although the little milk dog has spirituality, it is not yet Civilized beast, in case you accidentally offend a monk who is not afraid of killing...

Although Tong Wu was sure that none of the guests would dare to act presumptuously in front of him now, but if something went wrong, he would never forgive himself...

For a while, Tong Wu fell into a dilemma.

Throwing the little milk dog out, it will become a poor stray dog, but it doesn't seem safe to keep it in this abnormal Internet cafe for a long time.

Yan Jingchen looked at Tong Wu's frowning and pensive little face, his bun face was puffed up, he couldn't help liking and feeling distressed, the child had been lying in the ground for more than 100 years, and after waking up, he didn't hurt anyone everywhere, in his own Internet cafe As a smart and well-behaved network administrator, he never caused troubles, even if the two of them were sure that they were related, they didn't make any excessive demands, didn't they just want to raise a pet...then keep it!

He reached out and scratched the little puppy's chin, and the little guy rubbed against his arm like a cat.

"Hey!" Yan Jingchen laughed, "You little guy, are you a dog or a cat? Look at you, you're so dark, you're so ugly!"

"Hey!" Tong Wu pushed Yan Jingchen, "You don't want to keep it and call it ugly, will it hurt you?"

"Who said I won't keep him anymore?" Yan Jingchen lifted up the little puppy's paws to play with, and found that the little guy was black and black, and the four paws were covered with snow-white hairs that were hard to detect, so he immediately supported the little puppy Raised his forelimbs and his own eyes, and asked him seriously: "Little white paws are cute, did your master give you a name?"

"Wow!" No!

"May I give you one?"

"Aww!" Good good good!

Later, Yan Jingchen gave the little milk dog a very vulgar and irrefutable name-Taxue.

Hearing this name, Tong Wu was in a daze again for no reason, thinking of his world after entering samadhi, white snow and cloudy sky, where he walked without traces of snow... Thinking about it, he really fell into samadhi again.

Yan Jingchen was really stupid this time, this kind of random timing to enter the appointment made him sigh.

Tong Wu couldn't go to work like this, so Yan Jingchen called Tan Xin off to work, and he carried Tong Wu with one hand, and returned to Tong Wu's room with Taxue in the other.As soon as Taxue entered Tongwu's room, he would have fun. The familiar ones seemed to be regular customers, and Yan Jingchen didn't bother to care about him, so he put Tongwu on the bed and covered him with a thin quilt—anyway, the Kunlun School's cultivation methods are all different. Now, what kind of training posture do you still care about?It's okay even if you do samadhi on the latrine.

After cooking Tongwu, Yan Jingchen picked up Taxue who was gnawing on the table legs and put it on the table, staring at it.

After a long while, Yan Jingchen said to Taxue helplessly, "You don't have any cultivation now. If you want to stay in Kunlun Internet Cafe, you can't do it with your vulgar body. I'll enlighten you now. What's the way forward? Go, it's all up to you."

As he said that, Yan Jingchen stretched out a finger to rest on Taxue's forehead, and a ray of real essence that had been moistened by him flowed to the center of Taxue's eyebrows with his fingertips. Arched his body in the direction of the source of the spiritual energy, and soon Yan Jingchen's enlightened essence was absorbed by Taxue.

Yan Jingchen is a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator who grew up in the Kunlun Mountains. His true energy is majestic and domineering. Even if he has been deliberately gentle by himself, he is still domineering to a puppy who is less than two months old. Some, Taxue's body, which had just opened its spiritual aperture, couldn't bear it, so he rested limply on the table for a while before recovering.

Taxue slowly straightened up and shook his head, his eyes brightened a lot, he staggered up to Yan Jingchen, lowered his head and licked his fingertips.

It is a gesture of surrender.

No matter when and where, Yan Jingchen has this kind of power to make people submit. Although he usually seems to be smiling and unserious, the aura of Kunlun Mountain that honed his full edge has penetrated into his bones, probably in this world. The only one who won't be overwhelmed by his momentum is Tong Wu.

Thinking of Tong Wu who was lying on the bed for an unknown time, Yan Jingchen put on a gentle smile again.

Taxue glanced back and forth between Tongwu and Yan Jingchen, then jumped off the table, bit Yan Jingchen's trousers and pulled him towards Tongwu, Yan Jingchen looked down at him, "I didn't open the spiritual aperture for you Doing these boring things, should I touch him and ask you to teach him?"

Taxue immediately trembled from his fright, and hid in a corner to practice with a "owwow".

Yan Jingchen shook his head helplessly, the dog follows the owner, Tong Wu will be cute, and the dog he raises is quite true to him.

On the third day of Tongwu's meditation, Taxue still huddled in the corner and refused to come out. Yan Jingchen couldn't see how well he cultivated for a while, anyway, when he enlightened him, he passed on what he should talk about. I gave it, and also kindly provided a pill that Ziqing rubbed with her own hands, which is a very, very great tonic.

Yan Jingchen stayed in Tongwu's room for three days, during which he meditated for a while, wiped the weak water sword lying quietly in his own sea of ​​consciousness over and over again, and at the end he made up some shameless things in his brain— —Soldiers, beauties, and cute pets shake hands, is Yan Jingchen about to reach the pinnacle of life?