The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 162

It now appears that Su Wenjing is just a passer-by in Zhou Yang's life.

Not every task will have a good follow-up, and not every woman will become Zhou Yang's confidante.

For example, Zhou Yang himself now regrets the debt he owed too much.

Some time ago, in order to help Cheng Xiaoman's fitness club survive, Zhou Yang turned into a fitness coach and also owned the Zhou Yang Guards.

The words spoken, the water poured out, must keep the promise.

Zhou Yang bit his head and asked the system to issue a temporary fitness instructor skill pack again, and went to Cheng Xiaoman's club to coach with anxiety.

Meng Yao, Mu Ziqing and others are very happy, and the husbands of the sister group are also looking forward to it.

Zhou Yang installed a large clove of garlic and made a training plan for everyone, but he never mentioned anything about ancient yoga...the system did not issue a skill pack.

After the training, the girls Mu Ziqing and Meng Yao drag Zhou Yang out of the clubhouse, saying that they are going to the pet clubhouse to play and ask him to accompany them.

Zhou Yang had no choice but to agree.

One is Mu Ziqing, who clearly expresses his affection for herself.

One is Meng Yao, who is a strong support for teaching support from the foundation of several sisters.

Face can't be refuted!

"I want to buy a puppet to keep..." Meng Yao thought while driving.

The pet club shop was opened by a distant cousin of Meng Yao. Because of Meng Yao's introduction, the business was pretty good.

"I can't raise those things..." Mu Ziqing pursed her lips, "but... If Zhou Yang likes it, I will try to raise it!"

After finishing speaking, the hot girl cast a wink at Zhou Yang.

Mu Ziqing is mostly joking, but Zhou Yang is very useful.

A beautiful girl publicly expresses her willingness to change for you, who can not be tempted?

"However, Meng Yao..." Zhou Yang said, "Muppets are not a trend now!"

"Really? What is popular now?" Meng Yao was taken aback.

"Golden Gradually is a trend!" Zhou Yang laughed, "Moreover, raising puppets is too exhausting!"

"The puppet cat is very delicate. You can't use a litter box for urine and defecation, and you are more careful when you eat...It is estimated that you will be annoyed before long." Zhou Yang laughed.

Ever since he has the skills to communicate with animals, Zhou Yang has been inexplicably more knowledgeable about animals.

The three people came to the pet club with talking and laughing. As soon as they walked in, Zhou Yang felt like he had entered a vegetable market.

The pets are quiet, but Zhou Yang's mind has become a mess.

Zhou Yang could feel every animal's mind, and it was unilaterally rudely input.

"Hungry, want to eat!" This is the mental activity of a golden retriever.

"Smelly woman, come here!" This was the thought of a Siamese cat with fried hair.

"Go out to play, go out to play, go out to play!" This is the idea of ​​Erha who keeps hitting the cage.

"What are these animals doing?" a macaw muttered at the door.

Zhou Yang reluctantly glanced at the big parrot and sent an idea.

"If you talk more, I'll stop it."

The Macaw parrot instantly received Zhou Yang's thought waves, and opened his mouth, but made no sound.

I go, this animal that walks upright can communicate with me?

The parrot was dumbfounded.

"Good!" Zhou Yang smiled.

"Cousin, you are here!" A round-faced girl greeted her with an enthusiastic attitude, "I have prepared the doll you want, come with me!"

Meng Yao glanced at Zhou Yang, then nodded: "Then...Look at it first, it doesn't necessarily matter whether you choose a puppet or not!"

Zhou Yang immediately surrendered: "Don't, don't be influenced by my opinion, you can do whatever you want."

Meng Yao rolled her eyes: "You stinky men, you want others to listen to you, but don't want to be responsible!"

Zhou Yang looked embarrassed.

Meng Yao and Mu Ziqing burst into laughter at the same time.

"Did you see it, Ziqing, men have to beat them a little bit more often, or they won't go to heaven!" Meng Yao gave Mu Ziqing a meaningful look.

But Mu Ziqing rolled her eyes and ran to Zhou Yang's affection and grabbed his arm and said, "I don't want it, I'm not willing to beat Zhou Yang!"

"Eh!" Meng Yao fought a cold war and made a nauseous look, "I have served you!"

Zhou Yang helplessly spread his hands, what is my business.

For the next half an hour, Zhou Yang was able to realize Meng Yao's true character.

Tangled, vacillating, difficult to choose... She is the one who said.

She saw the beauty from the puppets, the folding ears from the gold gradient, and all the cat breeds in the pet club, but she did not decide in the end.

The cousin said helplessly: "Sister, do you just raise one?"

"No, my time doesn't allow me, I still have one..." Meng Yao shook her head and refused.

"Then you have watched it several times, so pick one."

"No, I picked one of them, and I always feel sorry for the other cats!" Meng Yao's answer was desperate.

"Zhou Yang, you pick it for me... I started to say that the puppet was squeamish. You messed up my heart. Now you are responsible!" Meng Yao suddenly found the culprit.

"It's okay to help you pick, but don't say I messed up your heart, this is ambiguous!" Zhou Yang shook his hands wildly.

Meng Yao's face blushed: "Anyway, you have to be responsible!"

"Okay, I'll pick!" Zhou Yang had no choice but to take up the responsibility.

There are dozens of cats in the cattery, and these little things raised by the pet club are far more intelligent than ordinary wild cats.

They know how to please humans with their calls and body movements.

Zhou Yang developed the powerful skills of communicating with animals, and he had to look at them one by one.

One by one was eliminated again.

The IQ of cats is not high, at most equivalent to children about two years old.

There is not much effective information obtained from the cat's mind.

Most cats come from the instinctive reaction of animals, either slightly nervous, or a little manic, or restless... Until Zhou Yang found a little orange cat shrunk in the corner of the cage.

Meng Yao followed Zhou Yang's footsteps and also came to the orange cat cage.

"This orange is a cub of a stray cat. Its mother is dead!" said the cousin.

The little orange cat stared at Meng Yao with two big innocent eyes for less than a month.

"Okay... so fragrant..." Zhou Yang actually received a weak message from the orange cat.

The kitten stood up slowly, shook his body, and swayed towards the cage.

"It smells good..." The orange cat sniffed Meng Yao's scent, and meowed twice.

Meng Yao put a finger in, and the little orange cat closed his eyes and rubbed it.

"Just it!" Zhou Yang said with a smile, "it likes your taste."

"How do you know?" Meng Yao smiled.

"　It said it by itself!" Zhou Yang smiled and said to the orange cat, "If you don't believe me, I will ask it, if you like her taste, you will call it."

At the same time, a thought in Zhou Yang's mind was sent over.

"Meow!" The little orange cat yelled obediently.

Meng Yao was instantly happy.

"Well, that's it! What kind of variety is not a variety, it is important to agree!" Meng Yao smiled.

At this moment, an angry voice came downstairs: "Boss, come out for me, you liar!"