The pet chef of the boss of the beast world

Chapter 242 The resentment is deep~

"Ajiu~Ajiu~"

As soon as he got home, Zhuyan immediately went upstairs with Shi Jiujiu in his arms, got into the Ba Bu bed, the beast's ears and tail popped out, and his big fluffy head kept pushing into Shi Jiujiu's arms.

"Wait, wait!" Shi Jiujiu hastily pushed the person away, although the old couple was old, but in broad daylight, there was still a face downstairs... Shi Jiujiu felt that his old face was not thick enough.

"Ajiu, you said it~" The voice was so aggrieved, how could he still say the words of refusal?

Shi Jiujiu cleared his voice, "Well... I want to take a shower first!"

"Okay!" Zhuyan kissed Shi Jiujiu's forehead, and immediately went downstairs to boil hot water, and even exerted a strong arm, directly carrying the tub filled with hot water to the second floor.

"Ajiu, I'll rub your back!"

Shi Jiujiu closed his eyes, lying comfortably in the bathtub, enjoying the service of Zhuyan safely...

"Ajiu, Ajiu~" After cleaning up Shi Jiujiu's washing utensils with great difficulty, Zhuyan finally pounced on the Babu bed, and once again protruded his animal ears and tail, swinging towards Shi Jiujiu vigorously.

"Uh... that," Shi Jiujiu rubbed his stomach embarrassingly, "I'm a little hungry~"

Zhuyan rushed downstairs immediately, and hurriedly lit a fire to barbecue...

"Are you full? Are you full?" Zhuyan eagerly wagged the dog's tail behind him, his eyes sparkling with eagerness.

Shi Jiujiu finally put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, blushed and nodded, but suddenly... a surge came from his body~
Zhu Yan stretched out his hand to hug him for a long time, and the movement of his nose shrugged~
The two raised their eyes together, staring at——

……

Xuan carried three pots of salt in his arms, a sheep and twenty animal skins, and kicked open the door sullenly.

Originally thought that sadness only belonged to him... Suddenly, I found that the atmosphere at home seemed to be stuffy~
Wrapped in animal skins for a long time, he sat in front of the stove, sipping hot water, his big eyes not daring to look around; Zhuyan squatted on the other side with his head down, silently fiddling with the wooden shelf in his hand, The broken hair in front of him covered his face, but it still made people feel his gloomy air.

Strange...huh?The tip of Xuan's nose also shrugged, and finally smelled the vague smell of blood, and there was nothing he didn't understand!
"Pfft hahaha~" Xuan patted his thigh, and laughed so hard, "Gods have eyes! Hahaha..."

"Bang!" The wood in Zhuyan's hand flew directly to his forehead!
A kitten with a big bag lay obediently beside Shi Jiujiu, allowing her to help rub the bruise on his forehead, but the pointy little canine teeth couldn't be hidden no matter what!
Shi Jiujiu winked at him quietly, and at this moment, he still provoked Zhuyan...she was so flustered~
"Ahem~" Shi Jiujiu cleared his voice, wrapped in animal skin and moved to sit next to Zhuyan, looking at the tool in his hand uncomfortably, "Um... what are you doing?"

"sewing machine!"

Sure enough, the resentment in the tone is very deep~
"Hey~" Shi Jiujiu smiled flatteringly, and leaned against Zhuyan again, "Then how is the progress now?"

"It's almost there!" Zhuyan said, got up directly, and walked to Yan's side with the wooden machine in his arms, "I'll teach you weaving!"

Yan subconsciously glanced at Shi Jiujiu who was left out in the cold, and nodded slowly.

"Ah~" Shi Jiujiu couldn't help sighing deeply, it seems that Zhuyan's sulking breath seems to be going on for a long time~
(End of this chapter)