Zhao Chun opened the warehouse and came in. Black Tiger followed her to the usual eating place, then sat obediently next to Zhao Chun's legs, and placed the dog food bowl on the ground with a "squeaking" sound.

"Huzi! Come!" Zhao Chun didn't keep Black Tiger waiting, and poured chicken soup into the rice bowl for him.

Black Tiger stretched out his mouth and licked the ginseng chicken soup. At this time, Zhao Chun touched Black Tiger's neck curiously and muttered as usual: "Drink, drink, after drinking, our legs will be fine."

Okay."

Zhao Chun, like Wang Meilan, usually likes to chat with the animals at home when feeding them.

Zhao Chun said this every day when feeding black tiger chicken soup these days.

At this time, the black tiger took out a piece of chicken from the soup. He raised his head excitedly and bit the chicken with his back molars.

Seeing that there was a lot of soup on the black tiger's chin, Zhao Chun complained with a smile: "You should eat slowly, it's all covered in fir trees, and it's all in vain."

After saying this, Zhao Chun pointed his finger at the dog food bowl containing the soup and said: "You don't even know that this soup is very expensive. I just want to treat your leg. Otherwise, I can't give it to you."

You drink this."

As he spoke, Zhao Chun reached out and touched Heihu's splinted leg.
Chapter completed!