Chen Yang got up in panic. He didn't pay attention to his feet and accidentally stepped on Chao Jian.

His legs bent and he knelt on his abdomen.

He groaned at Jian, and the veins on his forehead jumped straight.

Chen Yang hurriedly lifted his knees away from his abdomen and asked him nervously how he was.

Before Chao Jian could speak, the barking and scratching of the door outside the door pulled Chen Yang's attention away.

"Lying down first, I'll go and take a look."

Chen Yang didn't care about Chao Jian anymore. He jumped out of bed in a hurry and ran to the door without even wearing his shoes.

“…”

When Chao Jian caught something and threw it to the end of the bed, he found that it was Chen Yang's pillow, so he picked it up silently.

Keep lying down.

Chen Yang opened the door, and the puppy's paws were still scratching the door. It looked up with its furry little head and amber eyes.

"Woom--"

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!"

"Aowu..."

"Woom!"

Chen Yang looked at the puppy's shaking tail like a ghost. Why did he look so energetic and seem to please him...?

The scene in front of him was different from what he imagined after hearing the barking of dogs in the room.

He thought it was an uninvited guest at home, and the puppy felt the danger and alerted him and Chao Jian.

Or something happened to its owner, it sensed it, panic and helplessly trying to seek help from them.

Chen Yang was stunned by the unexpected situation. He looked at the chaotic scratches under the door and then looked at the dog's claws. It was really intense.

"03, what do you want to tell me?"

Chen Yang tried to communicate with the puppy, and only answered him was the barking of the dog.

Does the puppy’s reaction have anything to do with Wu Yu?

Chen Yang leaned against the door and looked at the small amber eyes. He could think of this layer, which means that Wu Yu was fine, at least he was not dead in the mission world.

Otherwise, he would think that the dog was raised by himself and that the part of the martial arts did not exist.

There is no such person as Wu Yu.

Chen Yang thought instead, not necessarily!

According to Wu Yu, the missioner dies during the mission, and only those who have contacted the other party’s mission will remember it.

Wu Yu's object died in the mission world. Uncle Wu forgot, but he remembered it.

His memory was not cleared.

Wu Yu was wiped out, and the whole world forgot that she had been here, and he would probably remember it.

The barking of dogs in my ears continued, and Chen Yang's temples thrust and jumped, and the animals were spiritual, especially the canine family.

Maybe if the dog is like this, it’s Wu Yu who is back.

Chen Yang ran back to the room, picked up his cell phone and dialed it to Wu Yu, but the same prompt was not in the service area.

He hung up and poked another number.

After the phone was connected, the first thing that sounded was Aunt Wu's dissatisfaction with being awakened, and a little bit of a woman's instinctive alert.

"Who? Call you so early."

"What are you doing when you twist me? Don't kick it, it's early!"

Uncle Wu did not fall off the edge of the bed. He said sleepyly, "Aoi, why are you calling my phone at this?"

Chen Yang relaxed a little after the middle-aged couple's daily troubles. He asked, "Uncle, is Wu Yu back?"

"ah?"

Chen Yang's fingertips holding the phone turned white in an instant.

The response fell into his ears, and he was asking "Who is Wu Yu?" He shook his lips slightly and spoke in a silence: "I want to ask..."

"Oh, you said Xiaoyu, you didn't... didn't come back."

Uncle Wu interrupted Chen Yang. He seemed to be much more awake and his voice was no longer blurry: "If she comes back, she will definitely go directly to your place. Isn't Xiaobian still at your house?"

Chen Yang's cold fingers loosened, and a layer of sweat oozed through his back heart.

Uncle Wu said suspiciously: "Zhaozao, why did I hear the barking of dogs over you? Have you raised other dogs?"

Chen Yang rubbed his forehead with the back of his right hand and rubbed the chill on it: "No, it's the one Wu Yu."

Uncle Wu couldn't believe it: "Isn't a little bitch a mute? How does it call it?"

Chen Yang said he didn't know.

"I was woken up by its cry. I thought it was Wu Yu who had returned. It had sensed it and wanted me to send it home. Now I don't know what's going on."

"I'm sending it home. Dogs are dogs, so how can they be that effective."

Uncle Wu joked and asked, "Why is it keeping screaming? Are you hungry?"

Chen Yang: “…”

Will it be?

Uncle Wu said confidently: "You must be hungry, you can make it with milk soaked bread."

"When Xiaoyu comes back, she finds that the dog can bark, so she may be so happy."

Chen Yang responded absent-mindedly and ended the call. He went to the kitchen with a try-out attitude to get a small bowl of shallow mouth, soaked milk and bread on the ground.

The puppy put his head over and smelled it, and started eating it.

The little tail shakes even more happily.

Chen was stunned, really just hungry?

"Bang"

A sound came from the room. Chen Yang knew it was the sound of a crutch knocking on something, and he was very familiar with it.

At this moment, Chen Yang remembered that there was another person on the bed.

He quickly stepped into the room and saw the boy reaching to the bed and grabbing the crutch, his posture as he saw before he went out.

He was seriously injured and couldn't get up?

Chen Yang walked up to lift the quilt and looked at the position of his abdomen through the boy's pajamas: "Can you sit up?"

Chao Jian did not give any response.

Chen Yang deeply felt that compared with the puppy in the kitchen, the difficulty of the person in front of him was simply hell.

"Then I'll show you?"

I didn't say no, I just wanted it.

Chen Yang couldn't unbutton his hand, so he directly lifted the hem of Chao Jian's pajamas upwards.

What catches your eyes is the strong youthful lines and curves.

The abdominal muscles are not thick, and a thin layer rises and falls with your breathing.

Chen Yang looked at it, recalling his figure at this age, and couldn't help but make a secret comparison.

At that time, he liked to play basketball and ran every morning. He was young and vigorous, and his muscles were so thin.

Chen Yang sighed in his heart that he also has abdominal muscles now, which are hard, not just hard, but also flexible and elastic as he did when he was young.

The age group is different.

Chen Yang calmed down and continued to check Chao Jian's abdomen with his eyes. If he had just knelt down a little, it would have ruined a child's happy life.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang was scared for a moment, and he asked with concern: "How is it? Is it okay? I'll press it for you?"

Chao Jian closed his eyes slightly: "Where to press?"

Chen Yang pointed to his abdomen: "This is it."

Chao Jian pulled the quilt upward and said coldly: "No."

"I was a little cruel at that moment."

Chen Yang didn't blame the boy for being angry. If it were his, he would be so painful that he got angry on the spot. He reached out and planned to massage it for a few times.

"Go away."

Chao Jian grabbed the crutch and blocked Chen Yang's hand and his body: "Don't touch me."

Chen Yang's expression was a bit hard to describe. Why did this scene look like a playboy teasing the yellow-flowered daughter?
To be continued...