The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 110

  Shen Qinghuan was very worried about keeping it, but the owner of the little milk dog suddenly remembered it and asked for it back.

  That kind of feeling, it’s like working hard for a long time, and finally heading towards a fruitless ending.

  Shen Qinghuan, with such a contradiction, wanted Lu Ziheng to remember her lost orange cat in her previous life. She was probably terrified of losing it, so she dared not try again.

  "Wang~"

  The little milk dog seemed to be aware of the possibility of being abandoned again, and it barked weakly.

   "If you refuse to take it in, it probably won't survive tonight."

  Lu Ziheng did not force Shen Qinghuan to raise this abandoned puppy. He used another way to persuade her. He hoped that she could overcome the haze of her previous life instead of growing into a so-called dummy with a mask and a smile in the future.

  He walked up to Shen Qinghuan and asked gently, "Would you like to hug it?"

  Shen Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold it back, and took the little milk dog from Lu Ziheng's hand.

  "Wang~"

  Because she is still too thin, Shen Qinghuan is not clear about the specific species.

  It rubbed Shen Qinghuan with its small head, as if begging Shen Qinghuan not to give it up.

  Under the street lamp, Shen Qinghuan saw that the whole body of the little milk dog was orange except for the belly.

   is quite similar to the color of the lost pockets in the previous life.

  If it weren't for the different types, she almost always thought it was a bag and came back alive.

  It is obviously inappropriate to raise it in the old class. After all, Shen Qinghuan is living in Liu Min’s house, and her eyes are on Lu Ziheng.

  The young man's slender fingers rubbed the little milk dog's head, "Don't worry. Leave everything to me!"

  Shen Qinghuan carefully put the little milk dog into Lu Ziheng's arms again, the wound on its leg was scabs, and the fur was messy.

  "Next time you come to see it, it will definitely be alive and kicking!"

  It's getting late.

  Lu Ziheng waved his hand to signal Shen Qinghuan to go back to rest early.

  Fortunately, I can catch up with the last subway.

  Lu Ziheng put the poor little milk dog in his pocket and hurried back home all the way.

  Mother didn’t know she hadn’t come back yet.

  Lu Ziheng left a note and slammed the door of the neighbor next door.

   "Who?"

   "Uncle Situ. It's me." Lu Ziheng roared anxiously.

  The door is opened.

  Lu Ziheng saw a familiar face.

  An Yunyao also recognized Lu Ziheng.

  She sighed that the world is so small, and her husband now lives in a neighborhood with the students of her school.

  Lu Ziheng went straight to the subject, and handed the shrunken little milk dog to Situ Zheng for inspection.

   Situ Zheng yawned, "Where did you get a dog?"

  Lu Ziheng will make a long story short, but An Yunyao has caught the tricks from the conversation between Lu Ziheng and her husband.

   Situ Zheng carefully inspected the whole body of the little milk dog, and found that most of the wounds were cuts from small rocks or flowers on the side of the road.

  After he bandaged the little milk dog, he was vaccinated again, "If you have anything afterwards, please contact me during the day."

   "Oh. Good." Lu Ziheng realized afterwards that he was running over in the middle of the night, which was a bit too abrupt.

  Fortunately, the phone in his pocket covered his embarrassment.

   "Qinghuan?" Lu Ziheng held the phone between his neck, "Well. The dog is fine. He will recover in two days."

   "I thought about it, but decided to give it a name."

   "What a coincidence." Lu Ziheng said in a gentle tone, "My thoughts are the same as you."

  "Then tell me, what is the better name?"

   "I count to three and two, let's talk about it together." Lu Ziheng suggested.

"it is good."

  A few seconds after the sound of the count fell, the two people said in unison: "Doudou!"

  (End of this chapter)