บท 307: friend

in a remote corner of the silver arena.

ouyang yuan tried his best to persuade him and spent a lot of effort to dispel the little husky's thoughts of seeking death.

the process might have been a little tortuous, but the result was positive and beyond expectations.

based on this, he could judge.

the compatibility between the man and the dog might not have reached a particularly high realm.

but at the very least, he couldn't run away from stage two.

"congratulations,"

bai wushang laughed and praised him.

but ... how should he put it?

he was slightly chubby, his face was a little round, and his clothes were very stylish from head to toe. he exuded a very delicate and fashionable ouyang yuan.

even if he was no longer laughing and joking, he was still sitting on the big gray dog seriously.

it was also a little strange and indescribably awkward.

after careful observation, bai wushang discovered something.