Puppy Breeding Manual

The next day was a rest day. Qin Yi walked downstairs after washing up. The puppy was curled up on the carpet next to the sofa, covered with a blanket, and the whole dog was buried in it. Only the black hair and two fluffy white legs were exposed. ear.

Yesterday Qin Yi kindly asked the puppy to take a bath, but he almost flooded the bathroom. The water overflowed all the way to the outside of the door frame. Qin Yi pushed the door cruelly and went in. There was a cloud of water vapor, and the puppy was standing beside the bathtub with foam all over his head. The water in the bathtub, already full enough for a shark, was rushing out.

The puppy was very panicked. Its wet white tail was bent in front of its body to cover its key parts. It held its hands timidly under its chin. Its ears stood up, and it got out of the foam on its hair, shaking it of.

Qin Yi didn't have time to pay attention to the dog's development. He turned off the water with a cold face, looked down at the puppy's eyes that were exceptionally clear under the water vapor and light, and said, "I didn't tell you, don't Flip any switches?"

"Say... I said it..." The puppy shrugged and took a step back, "But... I accidentally... bumped my head..."

As he said, he reached out to touch the back of his head, and then gave Qin Yi a scared look.

Qin Yi clenched and loosened his fists. He has always boasted that he can cultivate his temper well, but today, in just two hours, he felt that the ups and downs in his heart could be made into a martial arts movie.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Yi took a deep breath, and asked politely in a humanitarian spirit.

"It hurts..." The puppy was very honest, his ears trembled, and a few drops of water splashed on Qin Yi's face. He said, "It's still cold..."

It was only then that Qin Yi realized that he hadn't closed the door when he came in. It was very cold in the early winter night, and the little water vapor in the bathroom almost disappeared after the hot water was turned off, and the puppy in front of him was shivering.

Qin Yi glanced at his naked body, turned around and left the bathroom, and left a sentence before closing the door: "I'll use up the water in that white tank, don't let it go to waste, you hear me!"

The puppy looked for what was the white tank, then fixed his eyes on the big bathtub, and nodded vigorously.

But he soon realized that Qin Yi couldn't see him nodding, so he replied loudly: "I heard it!"

Qin Yi walked to the sofa, stretched out his legs and kicked it: "Wake up."

After wriggling a few times in the blanket, the puppy poked its head out, its eyes were sleepy and its hair was disheveled, but it hurriedly said hello: "Morning...good morning..."

What a fart.

Qin Yi looked at his ears, and he couldn't tell the breed just by looking at the ears. They were snow white, not a very special and recognizable shape. He didn't know much about dogs, so he didn't know the softness of these two furry. What kind of dog does soft ears belong to? It is estimated that even the puppy does not know what kind of dog it is.

So Qin Yi called him: "Little dog, get up and have breakfast."

"No." The puppy obediently lifted the blanket and got up while explaining seriously, and stood in front of Qin Yi with his head tilted, "I'm not... a little dirt dog."

Qin Yi quietly waited for him to report his breed.

The puppy tilted his head and thought for a long time, his face was still sleepy, but his expression was very serious.

He said, "Anyway, I'm not a little dog."

All right, I don't care what kind of dog you are.

"Can I eat at the table by myself?" Qin Yi pulled out the chair and sat down, looked up at the puppy, and asked him.

The puppy was wearing Qin Yi's old pajamas, which were baggy, and Qin Yi's old sweater jacket was put on.

It would be nice for Qin Yi to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find old clothes for him to wear, right?

"Yes..." The puppy stared at the bacon on the table and quietly swallowed.

He swallowed saliva very secretly, but the dangling white tail betrayed his mood at the moment.

Qin Yi took a sip of milk: "It's useless if you can, go wash your face and brush your teeth first."

The puppy turned a deaf ear, its eyes locked on the breakfast, its tail wagged more and more cheerfully, and its two ears shook vigorously.

Qin Yi tapped the table with a fork: "Did you hear that?"

The little dog was pulled back to its senses by the crisp sound, the whole dog trembled, looked at Qin Yi in a panic, twisted its fingers together, and said a little scared: "Just now...it seems that I didn't hear it."

Qin Yi raised his head to calm his breath, resigned himself to his fate, and repeated word by word: "Wash your face and brush your teeth, will you?"

The little dog listened very seriously this time, with his ears pricked up, he understood right away, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes... I have taught you..."

"Who taught you, aren't you an orphan?" Qin Yi smiled.

The little dog was stunned for a moment, and began to look around, muttering: "So, then, where should I go to wash my face?"

A dog that can't lie is a good dog, Qin Yi was reluctantly relieved, then got up and carried the puppy to the bathroom.

After serving the puppy to wash up and eat breakfast, Qin Yi found some clothes that could be worn outside and threw them to him. Seeing that he was standing by the closet fiddling around and couldn't get them dressed properly, he stretched out his hand impatiently to help him put them on again.

The puppy looked at the cloakroom curiously. Qin Yi was squatting behind him, cutting a hole in his pants so that the tail could stick out and swing freely.

Qin Yi's clothes looked too big to the puppy, baggy, and looked a little funny.

The puppy moved its nose, took a few breaths of air in the cloakroom, and said, "It smells good."

"Nonsense, it must be more fragrant than you." Qin Yi grabbed the puppy's tail and shook it a few times, then picked his snow-white fur to look at it over and over again, and said with disgust, "I don't know if you have dog moss."

"What is dog moss?" The little dog turned around and asked.

His tail swung, and he directly smacked Qin Yi's face, the soft hair swept over, Qin Yi stood up aggrievedly, and said angrily, "It's just a skin disease."

"Sick?" The puppy pondered for a while, then explained anxiously, "I don't have it, it's clean on me."

Of course Qin Yi knew that the puppy was not sick. He saw it when he broke into the bathroom last night. The puppy was white and smooth, and his skin was very good, but there seemed to be a few bruises.

"It's best not to be sick." Qin Yi looked down at him with a cold face, "Go out."

"Where are you going..." The puppy subconsciously took a small step back into the cloakroom, his ears and tail stood up alertly, and his eyes were frightened. He whispered, "Here, it's fine."

"It's a beautiful idea." Qin Yi reached out and pinched the puppy's neck and pushed him away, "Take you back to the orphanage."