In ancient times, princesses married for alliances; now, wealthy families marry off their dogs for cooperation

Yan Junye squeaked pitifully at Chang Yu.

[As expected, you still despise me. You regard me as a valuable commodity. If I don't send you a message, you will give me to others.]

[In ancient times, princesses married to seek peace, and now wealthy families marry dogs to seek cooperation.]

Is it the annihilation of humanity or the loss of morality?

[My dog's life is so miserable!]

Chang Yu The corners of his mouth twitched, but he clearly didn't say anything.

Also, he doesn't accept Xiaotu's accusation against him, "If I really dislike you, I won't even let you get into my bed or my office."

Yan Junye The whole dog lay on the floor helpless.

--"You just let me in for the past two days, and you kicked me out today."

Chang Yu really had nothing to do with the crying dog. He squatted down and picked up the dog lying on the ground.

"Okay, okay, you will sleep with me from now on."

Picking him up and walking toward the room, he heard his heartbeat coming again.

--"Wouldn't it be better if you took me back to your room at the beginning of the day? Then why do I need to sacrifice sleep time just to secretly slap your butt?"

--"It's all your fault. I was so nervous just now that I didn't realize what it felt like!"

Chang Yu: "..." Is it too late to throw Xiaotu back now?

I had to emo this dog for a long time, just because I shortened my sleep time and couldn't get a satisfactory photo of it.

It's a pity that he relented too quickly, and now he can only put the dog in his arms on his bed.

Yan Junye was still dissatisfied even after lying on the comfortable big bed.

He stood up on four hooves, bit Chang Yu's sleeve, and let out a threatening cry from his throat, "Woof woof woof!"

[Did you still want to say at the door just now that you want me to marry into a Samoyed family to please the owner of the Samoyed!]

Chang Yu felt like the sleeves of his pajamas were about to be torn, "You are such an ancestor that you cannot afford to offend."

"I just want you to communicate with the Samoyed tomorrow. And doesn't the Samoyed owner want to find a pet communicator for you?"

"At that time, I promise him to let you communicate with the pet communicator, and I will take the opportunity to make a small request to the Samoyed owner."

The two families will definitely meet again soon.

After hearing the pet communicator, Yan Junye dared not speak.

I don't know if the pet communicator is accurate or not. They won't tell him that he is a human, right?

Then his life is really not guaranteed. What awaits him will be the cold needle and the precision of studying various data.

I couldn't help but shudder when I thought about this dog body.

--"Actually, I think I can apologize to my Samoyed and make him love me again."

Chang Yu pretended that he didn't understand and lay on the bed, with a slightly high-pitched voice, "Go to bed quickly, it's already very late."

Yan Junye looked at Chang Yu with faint eyes.

--"If I had known, I would have slept well tonight and stopped slapping Chang Yu on the butt. Now I'm so scared that I can't sleep at all, blah blah blah."

He was still grieving for spring and autumn when a raised arm patted the dog's head and pushed him into bed.

"It's okay, don't worry, the pet communicator is not very reliable after hearing it." The dog around him had a very active brain, and Chang Yu couldn't sleep after listening to it, so he had to force Xiaotu to sleep.

Yan Junye didn't listen to Chang Yu's comfort at all.

He cried even louder, forgetting that he didn't touch Chang Yu's butt, and was slapped on the head by Chang Yu.

A cautious man!

No one answered him when he cried, so Yan Junye decided to go to bed as soon as possible to make up for the sleep he had just missed while waiting for Chang Yu.

Chang Yu fell asleep not as early as Xiaotu. Suddenly he remembered something. He opened his eyes and moved the phone slightly.

Don't let Xiaotu turn off the alarm clock again tomorrow.

Yan Junye was woken up by being slapped in the morning. He had not been disturbed in his sleep for a long time.

The dissatisfied hoof directly struck down the hand that slapped him.

Chang Yu is the right time.

The owner of the Samoyed will go downstairs to walk the dog on time at 8:30 in the morning, and he has to take Xiaotu down to meet him.

"Samoyed is still waiting for you, let's go now."

Thinking of pet communicator Yan Junye, he couldn't sleep again. He squatted down in the bathroom with his dog face drooped, waiting for Chang Yu to wash him.

I went downstairs on time at 8:30, and Chang Yu was shouted at before I even reached the place where people often walk their dogs.

"I came to my house and I have a few questions for your dog."

The Samoyed owner looked for a pet communicator overnight. Not only that, he also knew that Chang Yu would definitely agree.

The Samoyed on the side looked at the golden retriever, but did not take the initiative to step forward like the previous times.

"I still have to go to the company. If you have any questions, you can come to me at night." Chang Yu didn't agree immediately, otherwise it would appear that he was easily manipulated.

The owner of the Samoyed did not expect that even now, Chang Yu would still be so calm.

But he couldn't wait to hear the answer, "You can solve Shi Wan's problem when you go to the company. You can also solve it when you come to my house."

Chang Yu stopped and thought for two seconds before agreeing, "Let's go."

Pet communicators usually ask and answer questions online, but Samoyed owners have money and directly hire pet communicators to come to communicate with them.

Yan Junye was originally opening his mouth to yawn, but when he saw the way the pet communicator looked at him, the dog closed his mouth in fear.

He leaned closer to Chang Yu, seeking shelter.

The three people and the two dogs sat down, and the Samoyed owner asked the golden retriever what kind of dog he liked without opening a word.

He first asked himself questions that he knew well to see if the pet communicator was talking nonsense.

"Does my Coconut like me? Or is there anything he dislikes about me?"

The pet communicator observed the movements and eyes of the two dogs as soon as they entered the door, and now he had an idea.

Wenyan replied, "Coconut can feel your efforts, carefully arrange the food, take it for a walk every day, and even play with it."

"It can feel that it is loved when you take care of it. It is very happy and proud, so its personality is also extroverted."

But the conversation changed, "I can't say I hate it, but it does have a problem with you recently."

"What?!" The Samoyed Master, a complete Coconut slave, simply couldn't accept that Coconut actually had a problem with him.

Pet Communicator: "It felt that the advice you gave it last time was very unreliable, so it didn't get what it wanted."

Samoyed owner. "..." If he said this, he would know which time it was.

He once told Coconut that girls should not be too proactive and should know how to be reserved and not be too aggressive.

As a result, the golden retriever did not come to see Coconut for nearly half a month.

Coconut When I saw him during that time, my dog's head would droop in despair.

He looked at the golden retriever lying on the sofa with resentful eyes, and his tone was not much better, "What kind of dog does this golden retriever like?"

Yan Junye felt that he was being targeted, and he hid his head behind Chang Yu as much as possible.

According to what I just observed about the Samoyed owner, this pet communicator is still quite good.

He prayed inwardly.

--"Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

"The golden retriever is Chang Yu's pet, right?" The pet communicator looked at Chang Yu and said with a smile, "Your golden retriever is very special."