Chapter 62

As usual, with a shout, it galloped past.

But now it didn't move. When it looked at it, it kept warm and looked at Song Qinghuan. Then it got up and approached song Qinghuan.

Scared song Qinghuan, instinctively to the side to hide.

When the cold features, showing an unhappy look, but did not speak.

"Well, son When your father came, you Get out of here Song Qinghuan has never kept any pets, but she knows that most people keep pets when they are sons.

So she felt that when the cold, should be "Zishi" father.

"Ow -" Zishi said to her gently.

Song Qinghuan shrinks in fright. Just as he wants to tell Shi Yuhan to let him lead his dog away, he finds that Shi Yuhan is gone.

"Hello, where are you? Where have you been? You are in charge of your dog. "Song Qinghuan was anxious and wanted to get up from the bed to keep out the cold.

But when she moved, she came to her.

Song Qinghuan was too scared to move again, "I said you What do you want to do? "

Zishi leaned against her and rubbed against song Qinghuan's body with his big round head.

Song Qinghuan is afraid to tremble for a while, later she found that Zishi is rubbing, and there is no other reaction.

All of a sudden, she felt that Zishi was not as terrible as she had imagined.

Zishi saw that she did not move. She was not afraid and continued to rub up.

Although he didn't think it was as terrible as he thought, song Qinghuan still didn't dare to be close to Zishi. It might be because Zishi was so big, or it might be because of the scared shadow in her heart. As soon as Zishi rubbed her, she felt fluffy.

Zishi suddenly stood up again, walked around Song Qinghuan's body, and then looked at her.

Song Qinghuan raised his hand and waved: "you sit, don't stand up!"

As soon as she stood, she was afraid that it would come up suddenly, but in fact, even if she was lying on her stomach and wanted to come up suddenly, she could still do it.

Zishi is very obedient, really sat down, shrugged his head, lying on the bed, shaking his big round head and looking at Song Qinghuan.

That kind of vision seems to be hoping that song Qinghuan can play with it.

Song Qinghuan swallowed his saliva, but there was no movement for a long time

"Ao Wu ~ ~" Zishi called twice, the call was very gentle, and his head rubbed against song Qinghuan's legs.

Song Qinghuan bit his lip and touched his head.

Zishi thought that song Qinghuan had promised to play with him. He suddenly stood up excitedly and jumped on the bed with his brain bag to rub song Qinghuan's face and neck.

"Ah!" Song Qinghuan is not so afraid, but the sudden intimacy still scares her.

Just at this time, Yuhan came in and bent down to separate song Qinghuan from him.

Song Qinghuan felt that his eyes were empty. He lifted his eyes to see the cold, picked up the huge Zishi and threw it on the ground