"Have a good rest. I'll come to see you in two days."
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Chu he put away the barbecue stick, patted the dragon's head, and turned to leave.
"It's best if you don't come again!"
The Dragon muttered in its heart as it watched Chu he leave.
The next time it came, it would be the day it entered the oil pan.
It was not a good thing.
It didn't want to meet him again.
…………
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
"Brother Chu, you've come out of seclusion!"
Zhao Yuling held a turtle in her left hand, a fish tank in her right hand, and a Qiankun bag hanging on her chest. She walked in through the main door, which was a rare sight.
"Squeak!"
The little jerk broke free from Zhao Yuling's grasp and scurried to Chu he's side. He hugged Chu he's thigh and pointed at Zhao Yuling while complaining.
It could talk now, but it still liked to squeak when it was excited.
