Chapter 11 Is the king in good shape ([-])

Chapter 11 Is the king in good shape? (one)

The silver wolf and leopard were well domesticated by Jing Ye, and they were also extremely humane.

Jing Ye let out a long sigh of relief, and then put Lin Yi, who was clutching his clothes tightly and trembling constantly, on Silver Wolf's back.

Really worthless, Jing Ye cast a cold glance at Lin Yi, and walked straight to the bedroom.

God knows how hard it is for him to endure this journey, no, he has to take a shower immediately.

As for Lin Yi, a newborn puppy, Jing Ye wasn't worried at all. Couldn't there be so many breeders in Prince Yi's Mansion who couldn't take care of a brainless dog?
Tick, tick...

Jing Ye, who had just stood up from the bathtub, noticed the abnormality in the room with his ultra-high sensitivity and perception.

He put on his jacket at a speed that could not cover his ears, turned around, and looked indifferently at the place where the voice came from.

Jing Ye, who had automatically entered the state of alert, did not still have a trace of laziness and arrogance in the hall just now. The whole person was like a sharp sword ready to go, unafraid of all contempt.

However, it seems that this magnificent scene seems to be in vain.

There is no such moment as he expected, there is no person with evil intentions, what is just a perverted dog who keeps bleeding.

The first time I saw it, I had a nosebleed, and the second time I saw it, I was drooling...

With Lin Yi like this, Jing Ye, who was determined to cultivate a peerless fierce dog, was exhausted.

"Are you a male or a female?" Jing Ye, who had ruled out the danger, resumed his usual vicious tongue and lack of focus.

Lin Yi's blinking black eyes, which were as clear as obsidian and free from any impurities, barked barking, as if answering Jing Ye's question.

It's a pity that the two species are different, and there is a racial generation gap in communication.

However, this did not hinder Jing Ye's good mood at all.

Most of the people with too much blood on their hands silently yearn for simplicity, innocence and sunshine deep in their hearts.

This is also the reason why Jing Ye obviously doesn't like the weak Lin Yi, but is easy to soften his heart, and brought her back.

He likes her eyes, which are clear and aura, like a person.

"However, you look like a little lecherous dog regardless of whether you are a male or a female. Why is this king in good shape?" Jing Ye said frivolously, exuding the image of a good young man in a troubled world.

However, Lin Yi, a peerless little stupid dog, chose to follow this trick, and then nodded hurriedly.

Jing Ye was overjoyed, the pocket dog presented by the Western Regions was not bad in spirit, and could understand what he said.Just, too stupid.

Lin Yi, who has just been bathed and dried by the breeder, has fluffy hair, which is completely round and snowball.

"Little thing, from now on you'll have to hang out with the storm." Jing Ye raised his foot and kicked Lin Yi lightly, watching her roll before giving up.

It is absolutely impossible for Jing Ye, who has just been washed and only wears his middle clothes, to bend down and hug Lin Yi.

Lin Yi looked at a loss, what is the storm?Is it going to rain?
"Come here, bring..." Jing Ye said halfway, and looked at Lin Yi, "You don't have a name yet, my master will be merciful and get you one. How is Yun Shu?"

Lin Yi shook his head while barking.

"You disagree?" Jing Ye said while putting on his outer shirt.

Lin Yi nodded desperately. She has a name, Lin Yi, so it's not Yun Shu. Lin Yi twisted her little butt arrogantly.

Jing Ye burst out laughing, "Well, it's because you don't want to, so I chose to give you this name. If you have the ability, you can bite me."

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(End of this chapter)

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