God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

"I don't like others touching my things." Qi Yu's icy gaze swept away on Yuan Tiantian's body, and then turned around with Ningmeng in his arms.

Yuan Tiantian stood there looking at Qi Yu's upright figure, gritted his teeth, and did not speak any more.

Originally, a beautiful boy walking on the street was very eye-catching.

Not to mention, in the arms of this cold-looking beautiful boy, he was holding a cute and stupid little second who was very inconsistent with his temperament.

Such a match made his cold and alienated temperament fall into dregs in minutes.

However, Qi Yu brought Ningmeng into the pet shop without anyone else. After buying some essential dog supplies and various pockets of dog food, he directly called the personal driver with his body.

Not long after, a low-key luxury black car appeared at the door of the pet shop.

Wang Xu is one of Fu Jiuheng's confidants, obviously his driver, but behind his back he helped Fu Jiuheng deal with many ugly things.

Regarding his young master, Wang Xu couldn't say that he knew him 100%, but he still touched Fu Jiuheng's character seven or seven eighty-eight.

However, the picture before him has subverted his ideas over the past few years.

Could he have forgotten to bring his eyes before going out? The man standing in front of the pet shop with a puppy in his arms is really his young master?

Wang Xu chirped off the car and approached Qiyu slowly at the speed of a turtle moving, fearing that he might have admitted the wrong person.

Until Qi Yu couldn't see his slow motion, he flew into him with a cold eye, and even the tone of his speech was as cold as ever: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"Eh! It's okay!" Wang Xu replied, striding forward, but he was relieved in his heart. He just said that such a cold young master is normal.

Qi Yu got into the car with Ningmeng in his arms. Wang Xu took the things that Qi Yu had just bought from the pet shop owner and put all the big bags into the rear compartment.

Back in the driver's seat again, Wang Xu said to Qi Yu who was sitting in the back: "Young Master, are you going back to the old house?"

"Huh?" Qi Yu replied with a cold expression, as always concise and concise.

The black car was driving on the street, Qi Yu's eyebrows drooped, reaching out to pinch Ningmeng's little furry claws.

The little huskies, round and round, all over the body, all soft.

Even its little pink mat is warm and soft to the touch.

Ningmeng was lying on Qi Yu's thigh with a blank face, and had long been accustomed to the host's manipulation of her.

The old house was built in a wealthy area with an inch of land. The price of land here is tens of thousands of yuan per square meter. Moreover, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

But the old house of the Fu family is here. Not only is there an extremely luxurious and splendid villa, but also a large green plant is planted around the villa.

The black car entered the big iron gate unimpeded all the way, and finally stopped at the gate of the villa.

Qi Yu hugged Ningmeng, took a long leg, and got out of the car.

As soon as Qi Yu entered the door, the butler immediately greeted him: "The young master came back earlier than usual, but the master is already waiting for you in the study."

"Well, I see." Qi Yu nodded slightly, changed his shoes and walked towards the study.

The butler behind him caught up and said, "Master, let Azhen take care of this cub first."

A Zhen was one of the maids in this villa. When she heard the housekeeper calling her name, she walked over quickly.

"No need. Wang Xu has some things I bought. Put them in my room." Qi Yu said in a cold voice, avoiding the housekeeper's outstretched hand, and directly took Ningmeng into the study.

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Qiyu: o(一︿一+)o happy, everyone is eyeing my cub.