Chapter 1303 It's Not a Pet, It's a Partner

Chapter 1303 It's Not a Pet, It's a Partner

Ten minutes later, Shang Yin and Qin Mushi walked out of the tea room.

Qin Baiyu and his wife stayed indoors and chatted with Shang Zonghai.

"Brother Yin, your house is so big." Qin Mushi raised his peach eyes slightly and sighed, "Will I get lost living here?"

The boy's clear voice was full of innocence and joy.

"No." Shang Yin turned his head to look at Qin Mu, who was a head shorter than him, and said in a low voice: "If the distance is long, you can take a scooter."

Qin Mushi pursed his lips, "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Voice-changing period." Shang Yin's tall and thin figure paused, "You will too."

Qin Mushi nodded, looking up at the handsome and cold young man beside him, he always felt that there seemed to be a cold and indifferent sense of distance around him.

Even though Shang Yin answered every question and was polite and thoughtful, there was still a kind of coldness that came from his bones.

The two teenagers walked side by side under the corridor of the old house. Qin Mushi saw that Shang Yin didn't seem to like chatting very much, so he simply kept silent and enjoyed the scenery quietly.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, the roar of the white tiger came from the medicine garden on the left.

The strong and huge tiger's body was holding the fence gate of the medicine garden, looking straight at Shang Yin, and kept roaring.

Qin Mushi paused a little, his eyes filled with surprise, "Brother Yin, it... a tiger?"

Shang Yin's cold eyes showed warmth, and he paced forward with one hand in his pocket, "Well, it's Yinbai."

It is Yinbai, a few simple words, inexplicably hiding a sense of intimacy.

Qin Mushi showed no timidity, followed Shang Yin's footsteps, and quickly walked into the fence gate.

The white tiger jumped on the young man's body, with its two big paws resting on Shang Yin's shoulders, and rubbed its head against his face.

Shang Yin looked sideways at the destroyed furrows and half of the herb roots in the medicine garden, patted the tiger's head and joked, "Xiaobai, did you steal second uncle's herbs again?"

The white tiger let out a small growl, its front paws hooked the boy's shoulders tightly, and his hind legs kicked hard, regardless of his tonnage, he burrowed into Shang Yin's arms involuntarily.

Qin Mushi looked at them with great interest, eager to join in the fun.

As a result, in the next second, Shang Yin was directly crushed by the strong white tiger.

One person and one tiger fell to the side of the fence. Even so, the white tiger was still huddling around in the boy's arms, like a big cat with low IQ.

Shang Yin was neither angry nor displeased. He stretched his upper body and grabbed Baihu's ears, "Xiaobai, you are so heavy, get up quickly."

Seeing this, Qin Mushi hurried over, bent over and stretched out his hand, "Brother Yin, come."

Shang Yin leaned half against the fence gate, raised his head, his eyes were bright, "Aren't you afraid of it?"

He has been back in Palma for more than three years, and he has almost no close friends.

Many people have tried to build a relationship with him, but they were all deterred because of the white tiger.

Some people also suggested that he send the white tiger to the zoo, or release it. Those people seemed to stand on the high ground of morality, accusing him of being strange and weird.

After all, in their eyes, normal people would not raise such ferocious beasts as tigers.

At this moment, Qin Mushi shook his head lightly, stretched out his fingers to poke but dared not poke, "Don't be afraid, isn't it your pet?"

The corner of Shang Yin's mouth raised slightly, and he grabbed Qin Mushi's hand and stood up with strength, "It's not a pet, it's a partner I grew up with, do you want to pet it?"

"Think, think, will it kill me?"

Shang Yin said no, and then pulled his wrist and stuck it on the tiger's back, "Touch it, Xiaobai is not vicious against his own people."

Qin Mushi's eyes were bright, and he stroked the white tiger's hair carefully, "Can it shake hands?"

"Maybe, you can try."

While talking, Shang Yin moved to the side, and brushed off the grass clippings on his trouser legs, "Xiaobai, sit down."

The white tiger licked its paws, and sat on a lump of herbs with its front legs propped up.

Phytolacca who just came out and was about to pick herbs: "..."

"Yibao, tell your brat to move the tiger's butt away!"

Shanglu let out a low growl, and walked quickly with a painful expression on his face.

This stinky tiger has been running amok in his medicine garden all day long, and he can't be driven away. He can't kill the stewed meat, and he doesn't know how many rare herbs he has destroyed!

Hearing the sound, Shang Yin and Qin Mushi looked back one after another. The moment they saw him, Qin Mushi waved and said hello, "Uncle Shang."

"Xiao Moshi?" Shang Lu was obviously taken aback, his eyes purposely wandered around, "You? In Pama?"

He didn't time travel, did he? This is Palmer's old house, right?

Qin Mushi pointed to the direction of the front yard, "Dad is in the front yard."

"Damn it!" Shang Lu was shocked, and shook his legs a little excitedly, "What a damn Qin Si, you don't even say hello to Pama when you come!"

Shanglu dropped the medical book in his hand, ignored the herbal tree that was crushed by the tiger's butt, and rushed to the front yard in a hurry.

Shang Yin lowered his eyes and smiled, and when he looked at Qin Mu again, his smile continued, "Do you want to shake hands?"

"Yes!" Qin Mushi hurriedly came to the white tiger, squatted down and looked at it level, "Xiaobai, can you hold a paw?"

The white tiger roared majesticly twice, and when he saw Qin Mushi, he still spread his palms with a smile, and then proudly raised his paws.

Qin Mushi held his fat tiger claws and raised his head happily, "Brother Yin, it's so good!"

The young man smiled and said nothing, but there was an uncommon gentleness in his handsome brows and eyes.

He hopes that Yinbai can be accepted and liked by others. Although it is difficult for ordinary people, there will always be others who like him.

For example, Qin Mushi in front of him.

On this day, Shang Yin and Qin Mushi exchanged phone numbers and left contact information. The two agreed that they must meet frequently when they had the opportunity.

Before leaving, Qin Mushi said to Shang Yin: "Brother Yin, will you return to China in the future?"

"meeting."

After getting an affirmative answer, Qin Mushi smiled happily, "Then I'll wait for you, and Xiaobai."

Shang Yin rolled his throat and nodded solemnly, "Okay."

...

Shang Yin was seventeen years old, and he didn't go home for a whole year.

June, Midsummer Night.

By the artificial lake of Pepper Manor, a tall and handsome young man leaned on a lazy chair, looking at the sparkling lake, with a calm and indifferent expression.

Seen from a distance, the jet-black figure almost merged with the thick night.

The white tiger lay at his feet, shrugging its ears occasionally, maintaining the keen nature of a beast even in its deep sleep.

"Young Master." Someone came behind him, it was Qing Lei, one of Shang Yin's four assistants, "The flight back to China has been arranged, after the graduation ceremony of the Royal University, it will be ten o'clock in the morning next Wednesday."

Shang Yin caressed the crystal bracelet in his hand, and agreed lightly, "Yes. It's troublesome."

Qing Lei raised his eyes shallowly, staring at the crystal bracelet that the young man never left his body, wanted to ask but was not afraid of offending the young master.

He was sent to the young master's side by the old Patriarch of the Shang family three years ago. At that time, this bracelet was always worn by the young master on his wrist.