Furry Feeding Diary

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Song Xiaole was carried to the bathroom by Song Yanchu after she finished her oath.

Song Yanchu threw him in and said indifferently: "Hurry up and take a bath."

Song Xiaole was a little unhappy, he just said so many bold words to show his ambition, let it be that Mr. Song was not moved, he didn't even say "Xiao Le is so nice", Song Xiaole looked up at Song Yanchu angrily, very disappointed.

Song Yanchu glanced at him, then reached out and poked Song Xiaole's round cheek, "Still staring at me?"

"No." Song Xiaole immediately put away her dissatisfaction, her brows and eyes were curved, and she turned into a flattering look.

Song Yanchu hummed softly, closed the door directly, and left Song Xiaole in the bathroom.

Song Xiaole was well washed, and came out wearing his favorite goose-yellow pajamas. Song Yanchu was sitting in front of the computer and working. Song Xiaole poured him a glass of water. Song Yanchu said, "Thank you, Xiaole."

Song Xiaole put his hands behind his back and moved towards Song Yanchu's direction. He always wanted to stick to Song Yanchu. He felt that Song Yanchu's body smelled good and gave him a very reassuring feeling. Don't be afraid anymore, he pretended to be innocent and moved to Song Yanchu's leg, standing close to Song Yanchu, doing nothing and saying nothing, just sticking.

Song Yanchu felt helpless.

He didn't know how much longer his patience would last.

The little fool didn't know it, and kept sticking to him, but his mind was extremely innocent.

Song Yanchu is very clear that before Song Xiaole clearly understands what love is, the relationship between him and Song Xiaole can only stop here. He can't even deliberately guide him, he can only wait and let nature take its course, but he really wants to press the fast forward button.

Goose yellow on Song Xiaole's body doesn't look dark at all, but it makes him look limp and soft, and his hair is longer, Song Yanchu thought: If you can curl the ends of your hair a little, it will definitely look cuter.

Song Yanchu took Song Xiaole into his arms, "Are you a little cowhide candy? You will follow me wherever I am?"

"What is brown sugar?" Song Xiaole leaned on Song Yanchu's chest and asked seriously.

"A very sticky candy that can stick Xiao Le's teeth off. If you want to eat it, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

Song Xiaole smirked, Song Yanchu couldn't help teasing him: "I'll buy you candy, what do you get in return?"

"I will write for Mr. Song, and I will write Tang poems silently."

Song Xiaole ran to his room, brought a pen and paper, lay down on the table and wrote Jing Ye Si stroke by stroke. His posture for holding the pen was clumsy, and the words he wrote were crooked, but he wrote it well. very serious.

Song Yanchu found him more and more cute, and lost his mind when he saw him, until Song Xiaole urged him: "Mr. Song, look quickly."

Song Yanchu took it over with a smile, and took a closer look, "That's great, Xiao Le is getting better and better."

Song Xiaole lowered her head shyly, "Mr. Song, I won't disturb your work anymore, I'm going to sleep."

"Good boy," Song Yanchu rubbed Song Xiaole's head, "Don't watch TV too late, you have to go to bed before ten o'clock, do you know?"

"I know, Mr. Song, good night." Song Xiaole said.

The room fell into silence, Song Yanchu looked at the open door, tapped the table with his fingertips, and sighed helplessly.

This little fool...

And to protect his wife and children?It's so stupid that it hurts.

At ten o'clock, Song Yanchu gently pushed open Song Xiaole's room door. Song Xiaole was already asleep, curled up beside the bed, looking very insecure. Song Yanchu turned the air conditioner to 26 degrees, then walked over, and covered Song Xiaole with a thin blanket .

Ji Jiayi also owns a property in Song Yanchu's community. It happened that the two families were on a blind date, and Ji Jiayi wanted to escape from her parents, so she simply lived there.

When Song Xiaole saw the beautiful girl who went to Song Yanchu's house driving over that day, she was taken aback. Ji Jiayi smiled and greeted Song Xiaole: "Hello!"

Song Xiaole was stunned, and bowed respectfully at a loss, "Hello."

Ji Jiayi smiled, "I live in Building 26, do I still need to register?"

Song Xiaole quickly shook her head, "No need."

Ji Jiayi carefully scrutinized Song Xiaole's appearance, but she didn't expect that Song Yanchu, who was mature and stable since childhood, would like this one, which can be regarded as a complementary personality.She blinked at Song Xiaole, and said with a smile: "No need to register, why didn't you let me in?"

Song Xiaole regained consciousness slowly, grabbed the remote control and raised the lifting rod, "Hold, sorry."

Ji Jiayi put on her sunglasses again, "What's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is Song Xiaole, I'm 22 years old."

Ji Jiayi smiled, "Hi Xiaole, my name is Ji Jiayi, you can call me Sister Jiayi, I have to go to work first, bye."

Song Xiaole watched the red sports car drive in, thinking about how to fulfill his promise to Mr. Song, he promised Mr. Song to help him chase Miss Ji.

When Ji Jiayi drove away the next day, Song Xiaole hurriedly took out the iced coconut jelly he had brought from the security room earlier in the morning, packed it in a small pink crisper, and handed it to Ji Jiayi attentively, nervous and restrained, his voice trembling Chan: "Miss Ji, here it is for you, this is, this is made by Mr. Song."

Ji Jiayi narrowed her eyes, "Song Yanchu made it for me?"

Song Xiaole was taken aback, nodded hurriedly, "Yes."

Ji Jiayi laughed jokingly and said, "Xiao Le, you won't poison it, will you? You and I are not rivals in love."

Song Xiaole didn't understand, she just felt misunderstood, "Miss Ji, I don't have one, I put it in the crisper after I took it out of the refrigerator, I washed the crisper three times, I—"

Ji Jiayi quickly comforted: "I'm kidding you, don't be afraid, I'm just kidding, thank you Xiaole, I'll accept your gift, bye."

Song Xiaole was relieved now.

Ji Jiayi called Song Yanchu only after she arrived at her company, "Mr. Song, your kid is so strange. He sent me desserts in your name early in the morning."

Song Yanchu chuckled, "So it's for you."

He thought it was for that Sun Jie.

"What does your kid mean? Is this a demonstration with me, or is it a policy of appeasement?"

"If only he understood this, he is pleasing you."

"what?"

"He thinks that I have an unrequited love for you, so he wants to please you and make you like me."

Ji Jiayi was confused, "No, no, what do you mean? You two are not in that relationship?"

"He hasn't figured it out yet."

"Ah?" Ji Jiayi sneered, and complained: "Mr. Song, what kind of pure love and secret love are you playing when you are old?"

Song Yanchu also thought he was ridiculous, so he didn't refute. Ji Jiayi said, "Isn't Xiao Le... a bit..."

She wants to talk about intellectual problems.

"He has been wandering before, and he may have been mentally stimulated, so he looks dull, but he is very smart and easy to learn, and he can already write and count."

"Oh that's good."

The morning of the third day.

Ji Jiayi called again: "Mr. Song, your kid gave me food again! Those innocent dog eyes are so cute, I can't bear to refuse them!"

Song Yanchu frowned: "He gave you the mung bean smoothie I made for him?"

"Ang, it's ice cold."

"Give it back to me." Song Yanchu was very dissatisfied, rubbing the center of his brows and said, "I got up at seven this morning to make it for him. He is kind enough to borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

"Hahaha," Ji Jiayi sneered mercilessly: "Who asked you to play a secret love scene here, how can Xiao Le understand?"

"Otherwise, what else? You want me to confess to someone who just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division yesterday?"

"According to what you said, those who can't read can't marry and have children?"

"That's not what I mean. I don't want to deliberately lead him to like me just because I like him. It's selfish."

Ji Jiayi pondered for a moment, "That can't go on like this, the misunderstanding will get deeper and deeper, how about I help you?"

"Don't mess around."

"rest assured."

Song Xiaole was already very tired after standing for a long time, and he refused to go home when it was time to get off work. He waited until Song Yanchu came back, and then he smiled, got into the car, hugged Song Yanchu's arm, and almost wagged his tail.

"Think of me that much?"

"think."

Song Yanchu glanced at him and said, "I'll give you a gift, do you want it?"

"Yes!" The puppy raised its ears.

"I asked Sun Jie to bring the puppy back from the tire factory and send it to the pet hospital for a physical examination. When its skin disease is cured, I will take it home and let you raise it, okay?"

Song Xiaole was stunned, and when the car parked in the garage, he came back to his senses, with big tears streaming down his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

He couldn't help but threw himself into Song Yanchu's arms. Song Yanchu didn't expect the little guy to react so strongly. He hugged him and coaxed him softly. Song Xiaole kept saying thank you until he opened the door and entered the house. beginning.

Song Yanchu was slightly startled, and looked away unnaturally.

Song Xiaole buried her face in Song Yanchu's neck, her arms tightly wrapped around Song Yanchu's waist, as if she was afraid of losing.

Song Xiaole thought: I have the best master in the world.

Song Yanchu hugged him patiently.

While coaxing, the doorbell rang suddenly. Song Xiaole wiped away her tears and turned to open the door.

Ji Jiayi greeted him with a cake, and said with a smile, "Xiao Le, good evening!"

Song Xiaole's heart skipped a beat, she forgot to even smile, subconsciously took a step back, and turned her head to look at Song Yanchu.

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感谢在2022-07-1213:04:49~2022-07-1312:09:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Honeydew melon is delicious, Jiujiu, Youqing Yilian 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ah Shang la la la; 5 bottles in cans; 2 bottles of Ba Zong's speech; 1 bottle of yourio, without, and old pigeons;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!