After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 120

Seeing that Song Yihuan still ignored it, Baihu turned over and rolled on the ground, exposing its belly again.

"Woooo..."

There was also a kind of whimpering sound from its mouth, which was similar to grievance.

Seeing this scene, Qi Su's eyes widened, wishing he could pick up the white tiger and beat him up.

This is really deceptive!

This is an unfamiliar tiger cub!

During the two days he spent with Baihu, this guy was very cold, how could he be so coquettish like in front of him.

Song Yihuan lowered her eyes to look at Baihu, and the other party's blue eyes showed a trace of grievance.

Although she was a little frightened, she still bent down slowly and stretched out her hand to touch the white tiger.

The fur under the hands is very comfortable and feels good to the touch.

And today's Baihu looks very energetic, not as weak as a few days ago.

Suddenly, Song Yihuan was taken aback, she looked at Baihu's belly.

On its belly, a layer of white and soft hair was clean and neat, but there was no injury on it.

Except for its appearance, it doesn't look like the dying white tiger it saw on Linghe Mountain a few days ago.

Song Yihuan's brows were tightly wrinkled, and there was some inexplicable light in his eyes.

Qi Su approached, glanced at the expression in her eyes, and said slowly: "Are you very puzzled, why is the wound on its stomach gone?"

"En." Song Yihuan replied without raising her head.

Qi Su squatted down, reached out to touch Baihu's head and stroked it gently.

He didn't dare to touch the tiger's belly, for fear that he would be bitten if he stretched out his hand.

In the past two days, it's not that he hasn't gotten closer to Bai Hu, but the other party simply ignored him.

Now he knows why Bai Hu followed him. This is not what he thinks, the other party wants to recognize him as the master, and it is because of Song Yihuan in front of him.

As expected of a rare white tiger full of spirituality, he is quite smart, knowing that if he follows him, he will find someone who can heal his body.

Qi Su stroked the white tiger's head, smiled and said: "You will know in the future, but right now the white tiger is relying on you, what do you think?"

Although the breed of white tiger is rare, Qi Su also knows that a twisted melon is not sweet, such a pet still depends on fate.

Song Yihuan raised her head when Qi Su was betraying her. She frowned and glanced at her. The man beside her looked like a banished fairy, but in fact he was just an ordinary man.

"No, I can't afford it. If such a big thing is brought home, it will definitely scare my family."

Qi Su shrugged his shoulders, and he said to the white tiger under him: "See, please don't let me know who you want to recognize as the master. I think you'd better just stay with me honestly."

Xu Shi understood what he said, and Bai Hu turned over and stood up, circling around Song Yihuan, making a low voice as he turned around, his voice was really aggrieved.

Song Yihuan stood up slowly. She stroked the white tiger's hair and asked him to stand where he was.

"I really can't take you away, you are too big and too dangerous."

"Woooo..."

The white tiger whimpered aggrievedly.

Song Yihuan was about to leave, but Baihu lightly bit her dress.

"This guy!" Qi Su was also very helpless.

"Woooo..."

The white tiger bit Song Yihuan's dress, and whimpered indistinctly.

Song Yihuan comforted him for a long time before Baihu let go of his mouth. She promised to come and see him, and would stay here with him in the future.

The white tiger is very spiritual, it obediently let go of the dress in its mouth, and with a pair of blue eyes full of reluctance, it watched its recognized master leave.

(End of this chapter)