Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Chapter 437: I, Wolf, accompany the sickly villain to take the imperial examination 3

Shen Yanqing was awakened by a slight feeling of movement.

It felt like there was a small stove in my arms, emitting warmth that was not scorching, making my hands and feet, which had been cold for days, slightly warm up.

He opened his eyes and looked towards his heart as if he sensed something. At a glance, he saw a black head lying on his chest, the little thing was sleeping soundly.

Shen Yanqing was stunned, and his sleepy head became much clearer.

Then he stretched out his hand and hesitantly placed it on the little thing's head.

When did this little thing crawl onto the bed? And fell asleep in his arms?

The head under my palm was soft, and the puppy's breathing was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, carrying the power of life.

Shen Yanqing sighed and was about to get up when he heard the door being pushed open.

Then, Mo Zhu screamed: "Where's the puppy? It's gone?"

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer: "Young Master! Wake up! Our dog is gone! The basket is empty!!!"

Although the puppy didn't like Mo Zhu, it was very obedient to the young master, which made Mo Zhu feel that the dog was loyal at first glance, so he felt that it was one of "one of our own", so he showed some concern for it.

Shen Yanqing rubbed his forehead, and seeing Mo Zhu looking anxious, he simply lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing the little black dog.

Mo Zhu: “…”

Mo Zhu: “!!!”

Mo Zhu: "When did it get to the young master's bed?!"

Mo Zhu glanced at Shen Yanqing in surprise, and his voice instantly became much quieter: "Could it be that the young master... carried it to the bed at night?"

Shen Yanqing: “…”

Shen Yanqing: "It must be too cold in the middle of the night, so he climbed onto the bed and was a little naughty."

Mo Zhu looked at the puppy in silence, but found that the young master's hand was still on the puppy's head, which instantly reminded him of the purpose of giving the dog a bath.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, I think this puppy is still too young, so it's a little afraid of the cold."

"It is indeed cold here in Jiangjia Village, and you are also afraid of the cold. Why don't you let the puppy sleep with you at night and warm your bed?"

Just as Shen Yanqing was about to refuse, he heard Mo Zhu say again: "My slave is not a good sleeper. If this puppy sleeps with me, I'm afraid I'll kick him off the bed in the middle of the night and freeze to death in the corner."

Shen Yanqing: "...It shouldn't be that cold in the house."

Mo Zhu: "But it's too small. Sir, you don't know that in the village, even if a sow gives birth in winter, it has to be kept in the house to keep warm."

Shen Yanqing looked at the little thing on his chest with some embarrassment.

The little puppy was not polite at all, as if it was annoyed by the noise. It actually nodded its head and pushed directly into his pajamas which was open at one edge, making a "humming" sound from its mouth.

Shen Yanqing grabbed the puppy out.

The strange feeling of the puppy's cold nose touching his chest made him look a little unhappy.

He neither agreed to Mo Zhu's proposal nor rejected it. Instead, he grabbed the puppy and put it under the bed, then changed his clothes quickly.

When the puppy was put on the ground, it finally woke up in a daze. It sat on the ground for a while, then looked up at Shen Yanqing and called him sweetly twice.

Mo Zhu was tactful enough not to continue with his suggestion, but instead urged Shen Yanqing to wash up.

The puppy whimpered and circled around Shen Yanqing's feet.

"What's wrong with it?" Shen Yanqing had never raised a small animal before, so he didn't know what it wanted to do for a moment.

Mo Zhu pondered: "...Maybe he's hungry?"

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. However, Mo Zhu was still a little unsure about what the puppy should eat: "Master, what should we feed it?"

This issue is obviously the young master's blind spot.

Shen Yanqing bent down and patted the puppy's head. He sighed, picked up the fox fur coat he was going out with, wrapped it around himself, and said to Mo Zhu, "Ask the neighbors."

He vaguely remembered that his neighbor Aunt Wang had a yellow dog named Zhaocai.

Mo Zhu stood up in a hurry: "Sir, don't go, I'll go and ask! She was still asking about you when we went out yesterday!"

Shen Yanqing coughed softly: "It doesn't matter. To be honest, we haven't even said hello to them."

Yan Bi pushed the door open and walked out.

The puppy was spinning around in the room, wanting to follow. When it saw Shen Yanqing getting ready to leave, it cried out anxiously.

This reminded Shen Yanqing.

He lowered his eyes to look at the puppy, apparently thinking for a moment, then simply bent down and took the puppy into his arms.

Looking at Mo Zhu's inquiring gaze, he said, "Since you're asking about it, it's better to bring it with you."

Mo Zhu nodded: "Young Master is right."

Although Shen Yanqing looked like he would fall at the slightest sign of wind, his hand holding the puppy was quite steady. The distance was not long, so after walking a few steps to the left, Mo Zhu walked straight up and knocked on the gate.

"Who?!"

A deep female voice came from the yard.

Mo Zhu: "Auntie! We live next door and want to ask you something!"

There were hurried footsteps in the yard, and then with a "clang", the gate was opened. Aunt Wang's curious eyes fell directly on Shen Yanqing behind Mo Zhu.

Although Shen Yanqing is frail, he is tall, has the temperament of an aristocratic family, and has gentle eyes. He is a frail version of a beautiful lady.

There are few people with such appearance and demeanor in the village.

Aunt Wang's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her hands and said, "I wonder if you have any questions, young master?"

Shen Yanqing was always so gentle to others. He immediately said, "I picked up a puppy yesterday, but it's too small. I don't know how to raise it."

He saw the lazy big yellow dog in the yard and said, "I knew that my aunt had a good dog, so I came to ask about it."

When talking about dogs, Aunt Wang feels a little proud.

"Don't think my lucky charm is lazy. It's very smart! It knows who is good and who is bad."

"If a stranger dares to come in, it will bark louder than anyone else."

"So you've asked the right person," Aunt Wang said, and then she poked her head out and took a look at the puppy in Shen Yanqing's arms. "This puppy doesn't look very big, only about three or four months old. If you want to raise it, just feed it some leftovers."

"My rhubarb is very easy to raise. It grows strong just by eating pig food."

"Pig, pig food?" Mo Zhu's eyes widened when he heard it, "Dog, dog wants to eat this?"

"What else?" Aunt Wang said, "Could it be like the wolfhound that the landlord keeps, with plenty of fish, meat and rice every day? Dogs in the countryside don't have good manners."

Mo Zhu: "...then, then okay."

However, Shen Yanqing was still very gentle: "In that case, thank you for your advice, ma'am."

His answer made Aunt Wang very happy. She felt that this noble young man from the city actually listened to her and must think highly of her.

Ever since the young man moved next door to her house, she had been a little curious. However, he usually went out to visit the graves and stayed in his room when he came home. She also often heard coughing coming from next door, so she felt that the young man would not live long as he was so sick that he would not even go out easily.

I also secretly felt that this young man had no manners and looked down on the villagers.

But today, when Shen Yanqing came to the door, he was so humble and polite, which made Aunt Wang start to be curious.

Seeing that he was easy to talk to, she said, "Young Master has moved here for a while now. Are you planning to live here permanently?"

"How old are you, sir? Are you married?"

"I see you don't look well, what's wrong with you?"

"..."

After some effort, Shen Yanqing finally escaped from Aunt Wang's words, returned to his room, and put the still whimpering puppy on the ground.

Mo Zhu seemed to be hesitant to speak, but in the end he couldn't help but whispered, "Master... are we really going to feed this puppy pig food?"

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. As soon as he said it, the puppy, which had been whining unhappily, suddenly bared its teeth and barked at him.

He looks ferocious, but because he is too soft and cute, he speaks in a childish voice.

The little puppy dragon roared: "Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Yu Zhen: Eat pig food! Eat pig food! Your whole family eats pig food!!!