Do you also want to adopt Doro?

That day, at dusk.

Driving back to the small town in the south of the city, Huang Musong didn't even go inside his home. He simply dropped off the two Doro dogs downstairs and rushed off to his new company.

Because today is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Given Li Ying's personality, she definitely needs to take a vacation.

Alone in her office, Huang Musong turned on her computer and began working on documents for several hours.

Big business deals can't be delayed!

The sooner we sign the agreement to partner with **Secondary School in DC for lunch fruit, the better.

I hope to send the electronic version of the contract to the client by tomorrow.

That means I have to finish 20 documents tonight!

The reason for requiring 20 servings is that there are currently 20 working days left before the summer vacation, which is the number of times the school's teachers and students will have lunch before the vacation.

unconsciously...

An hour passed, and it was already dark. A few contracts were barely finalized.

I am not yet familiar with the business of my new job.

Huang Musong felt that his current progress was really too slow.

Ugh!

"It'll probably take until the wee hours of the morning."

With a disheartened sigh, he continued working, the keyboard clattering incessantly.

At the same time, a dark shadow flashed past the office door like a large black rat. It moved so fast that Huang Musong inside didn't notice it, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

A round, chubby figure runs through the darkness...

After leaving the company,

The streetlights illuminated its shape clearly.

It's Doraemon!

After being taken home, Doraemon couldn't fall asleep and tossed and turned in bed.

The bedroom is empty and so boring.

Its mind was filled with thoughts of when Huang Musong would come home.

"The person is about to enter... wait a little longer... the person is about to enter... wait a little longer..." With tiny paws tugging at flower petals, Dorothy played "Point the Troops" by the window of her bedroom at home, her constant murmurs disturbing Dorothy's ability to read in peace.

It couldn't stop its incessant muttering.

Dorothy casually remarked, "Why don't you just go work the night shift with someone?"

Oh right~

The brilliant idea made Doraemon's eyes light up!

Without hesitation, it dashed out of its house and headed straight for the company building.

Upon arriving at the office, he peeked inside, but the sight of people working so diligently made him hesitant to go in and disturb them.

Until I heard someone mutter to themselves that they would stay up until the wee hours of the morning,

Doraemon decides: I'll go buy someone a bottle of cola to perk them up!

Running happily through the streets...

Only the red light at the intersection can slow it down.

The principle of safety first was firmly ingrained in Duoluo's mind, and he paid attention to it every minute of the round trip to buy Coke.

It was half an hour later when he brought back the cola. Two hours of continuous work had exhausted Huang Musong, and he wanted to rest but had to force himself to keep going.

Doraemon was peeping...

Realizing that the person must be tired

It finally stopped hiding.

Hehe~

Worried that his sudden appearance might scare people, Doro chuckled a few times before picking up his Coke and stepping into the office.

With his little head tilted back, he held the cola even higher, walking with a bouncy gait. His silly grin, revealing his big white teeth, couldn't hide a single thing; Doro's thoughts, "I bought you cola," were written all over his face.

Huang Musong looked up at the sound.

It's actually Doraemon?

Why is it coming to the company instead of sleeping peacefully at home...?

Oh!

So it was specially brought to me for a drink.

He rubbed his tired eyes, took the cola, and took a big gulp.

While people are drinking their beverages,

Doro bent over, mustered all his strength, and launched himself onto the desk.

On the small desktop, it carefully avoided the keyboard and mouse, lying down to reveal its belly covered in white fur.

"Human~"

"It's break time! Want to play for a bit?"

As he spoke, he swayed and twisted, his limbs trembling like pudding.

From Huang Musong's perspective,

With its clear, yet somewhat silly eyes, Doraemon resembles a turtle with its flip-top lid.

His comical appearance makes you want to laugh...

but,

He deliberately didn't rest immediately and played around with Doraemon.

With a mischievous grin, Huang Musong pretended to be serious and said, "Don't disturb my work."

"But, but? You've been working for three hours straight." Doro nimbly flipped over, touching the table with all four limbs at the same time, mimicking a pet's posture.

He pretended to be chewing something.

Doro used this to cover up its embarrassment.

The teasing worked, and Huang Musong suppressed his laughter, pinching its little paw.

Realizing that the person didn't seem genuinely angry that he had interrupted his work, Doro pursed his lips into a w shape, and looked to the left and right with one of his big eyes.

They acted silly and clumsy in an attempt to make people happy.

"Working all the time will give you dark circles under your eyes~".

"Hey! I'll help you with the work. You teach me, and I can learn."

finished,

From a blank expression to one full of confidence.

Doro patted his chest to show that he was very reliable!

Huang Musong certainly wouldn't trust it to replace him in drafting contracts.

I casually replied, "Okay."

He placed Doraemon on the seat next to him, using the excuse of observing and learning, while he continued typing on the keyboard.

Three more hours...

Perhaps it was because of Doraemon's company,

Huang Musong found himself becoming exceptionally focused.

The work that was originally planned to be done all night was finished at 2 a.m.!

The final step is to print out the paper version of the contract.

Huang Musong got up, turned on the printer, and glanced at Duoluo out of the corner of his eye.

After so much time watching, Duoluo's intelligence was no longer enough. It felt like smoke was coming out of its head, and its brain CPU was overloaded, making it look even more stupid and dumber.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

As Huang Musong was printing documents, he casually asked a question.

Doraemon came to his senses.

First, think about how to describe it...

Then, it ran to the sofa, picked up the whale plush toy, and chuckled, "Human! I found you!"

"Find what?" Huang Musong asked, puzzled.

Holding the whale plush toy in its two paws, Doraemon groped around on the toy and replied, "This is the best angle for slacking off~".

"Huh?" Huang Musong was a little confused.

Sometimes it's really hard to understand what Doraemon is thinking.

Slacking off...

Does it mean going fishing in the river?

Does it refer to slacking off at work?

Huang Musong was unsure how to guess what was going on, as his behavior was sometimes clever and sometimes foolish.

Setting down the doll, Doro shook the half-finished bottle of cola and explained in more detail, "A place where you'll be spending several hours should, of course, make it easier for people to relax! Everyone! When you're done, let's go home and rest together. We can get up at noon tomorrow."

Huang Musong was so tired that he could only manage a soft "hmm".

He picked up Doraemon affectionately.

While printing documents, he combed Doraemon's fur to relieve his fatigue.

I am really tired!

Fortunately, I have someone to keep me company while I work overtime tonight, so I feel quite relaxed mentally.

……

Call it a day and get off work.

When Huang Musong returned home, he found that Dorothy was still awake.

A bowl of plain noodles was placed on the table.

It was clearly a midnight snack that Dorothy had just prepared.

Introverted and not good at expressing kindness, Dorothy lay down on the mat on the balcony while talking to herself.

"I went on a trip a few days ago and brought back some things. I didn't finish the fruit on the way, so I made vegetarian noodles to avoid wasting it."

"Eat if you want, or give it to Doraemon if you don't."

"Keep your voice down, I want to sleep."

The tone of duplicity cannot be concealed at all.

How could Huang Musong not tell that it was a vegetarian noodle dish specially made for him as a late-night snack?

Lovely Dorothy,

That's quite interesting!

After quietly finishing his noodles, Huang Musong was very curious about the fruit pieces in the braising sauce. It tasted like apples, had the texture of wax apples, and a sweet aftertaste reminiscent of watermelon…

good to eat.

If this type of fruit could be mass-produced,

Sales will definitely be good!

Since Dorothy was already preparing to rest, and he himself was quite tired after a long day, he didn't rush to ask for clarification.

Hurry up and wash up...

Huang Musong fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

Doraemon was sleepy, but instead of lying down, it quietly looked for the remote and turned on the air conditioner.

In the evening, Dorothy watched TV. The weather forecast warned that the temperature would reach 39 degrees Celsius tomorrow.

Doro didn't quite understand the concept of 39 degrees.

In short, it will be very hot.

Doro turned on the air conditioner in advance to cool things down, not wanting people to wake up from the heat in the morning. At the same time, it was also worried that people would catch a cold from the cold wind, so it carefully covered them with blankets, covering them from neck to toe completely.

Turn on the air conditioner and cover yourself with a thick blanket.

The incredibly comfortable blankets allowed Huang Musong to sleep soundly!

After doing everything...

Duo Luo also got into the quilt carefully.

Lying next to a person and closing its eyes, it falls asleep faster than Huang Musong.

beep…

hiss…

It didn't take long for it to start snoring softly.

It fell into a sweet dream.

Dorothy, who was on the balcony, had only been asleep for a short time when she vaguely heard indistinct sleep talking coming from the bedroom.

At first, the sleep talking was loud.

Finally, Doraemon's voice grew softer and softer: "Human~, let me share some of your burden. I don't want to see you working so hard all by yourself..."