Furry Feeding Diary

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"What are you doing standing at the door?" Ji Jiayi asked muttering.

She looked at the two people in front of her, and then met Song Yanchu's gaze, from which she could see the obvious displeasure of being disturbed.

Ji Jiayi snorted softly, thinking that he was an upright gentleman, and that he closed the door to Xiaole Niangjiangjiang.

Song Xiaole wiped her face with the back of her hand, and hurriedly stepped aside, "Miss Ji, please come in."

Ji Jiayi raised her eyebrows at Song Yanchu, Shi Shiran walked in, changed her shoes and handed the cake to Song Xiaole, "Xiaole, good evening! I brought you blueberry mille-feuille, I don't know if you like it or not."

Song Xiaole stood there awkwardly.

Ji Jiayi originally wanted to talk to Song Xiaole more, but Song Xiaole looked too nervous, her whole body was trembling, her eyes were still wet, it seemed that if she said one more word, Song Xiaole would faint, so she turned around and asked Song Yanchu: "Song Yanchu So, do you like eating blueberries?"

Song Yanchu helped Ji Jiayi pour tea: "General, but I don't like sweets very much, you and Xiao Le have it."

"You don't like sweets." Ji Jiayi suddenly took a step forward, getting closer to Song Yanchu, "Then why do you make it for me every morning and be so considerate to me?"

Song Yanchu frowned, and leaned back slightly, when Ji Jiayi was about to leave, Ji Jiayi grabbed Song Yanchu's sleeve, and she gritted her teeth: "I'm here to help you."

"He will misunderstand." Song Yanchu disagreed.

"It's just to make him misunderstand. How can he be enlightened if he doesn't misunderstand? If you don't give him a head-on blow, do you believe that he can give me desserts for a year?"

Song Yanchu was dumbfounded, he really believed it, and after hesitating for a moment, he said: "But don't exaggerate, he is actually a very sensitive child."

"Hey," Ji Jiayi rolled her eyes at him, then opened the cake box, raised her voice on purpose, and said in a sweet and greasy tone, "Yanchu, you can cut it, I want Baiqiao's piece." .”

Song Xiaole stood aside in a daze, looking helplessly at the two people at the table, they seemed to be a good match.

In the afternoon, Brother Li talked about Miss Ji while chatting with him. Brother Li said: "Miss Ji, I know that her family and Mr. Song's family are the same. They knew each other when they were in school. Both parents are very satisfied."

Song Xiaole asked what is a good match, and Brother Li said: "It means that the family status and status are equal, pheasant matches pheasant, phoenix matches phoenix."

"What about the puppy?" Song Xiaole blurted out.

Brother Li laughed loudly, "A puppy can only match a puppy."

Song Xiaole's heart fell into the ice cellar in an instant. Although he didn't understand why he was sad at the moment, he just felt chest tightness after another. He walked outside the security guard and stood under the scorching sun for a long time before he could feel the discomfort. untangle it.

But at this moment, he saw Mr. Song and Ms. Ji, who were well-matched, standing together, and the discomfort came back again.

He called out to Song Yanchu in a low voice, and as soon as Song Yanchu turned his head, Ji Jiayi grabbed him.

From Song Xiaole's point of view, Mr. Song and Ms. Ji were almost stuck together. Mr. Song lowered his head slightly and whispered to Ms. Ji.

It turned out that Mr. Song's tenderness was not just for him.

Song Xiaole didn't get a response, just like being ignored countless times in his previous life, he forced himself to get used to it, forced himself to accept, accepted that he was just a dusty dirty dog, even if he became a human, the sweaty security uniform would not be able to compete with Ji Compared with the young lady's white dress, he scratched his hands helplessly, then silently went back to the room and changed his clothes.

Song Yanchu felt distressed just looking at his back, and said to Ji Jiayi, "No, it can't be like this."

Ji Jiayi insisted: "Trust me, he won't cry in your arms tonight, I'll write my name upside down."

"I--"

"Yanchu, if you want to enlighten him, you can only stimulate his possessive desire. This is the fastest way."

After Song Xiaole changed his clothes, Ji Jiayi warmly greeted him to eat cake at the dining table. Song Xiaole tasted it and said with a smile, "Thank you."

In fact, Song Xiaole couldn't eat it, and didn't dare to waste it, so he finally stuffed the cake into his mouth, and said to Song Yanchu: "Mr. Song, let me cook, I will cook the few dishes you taught me before, I have already practiced Not bad."

Song Xiaole seemed eager to express himself, hurriedly took out vegetables and fresh meat from the refrigerator, and neatly stacked them on the countertop. He put the matching meat and vegetables together, chanting the recipe, and then asked Ji Jiayi: "Miss Ji, Sweet and sour pork ribs, pepper chicken, and boiled lettuce, is that okay? Sorry, I can’t cook other dishes.”

"It's ok, I'm not picky eaters, Xiao Le, you are already very good, I don't know how to cook at all."

Song Xiaole smiled, turned around and took off the apron, put it on carefully, and then started to wash the vegetables.

These dishes were taught to him by Song Yanchu a few days ago when he was in a good mood, and Song Yanchu took him hand in hand to chop and stir-fry vegetables.Song Xiaole recalled the steps that Song Yanchu explained, and started bit by bit, but his ears couldn't help eavesdropping on the voices outside. As soon as he lost his mind, the blade fell and cut to the edge of the nail. Although it didn't hurt, it also shocked Song Xiaole .

"Are you injured?" Song Yanchu came over, held Song Xiaole's hand and examined it carefully.

Song Xiaole withdrew her hand in surprise, "No."

"Let me see if there is any bleeding." Song Yanchu frowned.

Song Xiaole showed a deliberate smile, and stretched out her hand in front of Song Yanchu's eyes, "Look, there is no bleeding, Mr. Song, hurry up and accompany Miss Ji, go quickly."

Song Xiaole pushed Song Yanchu to the living room. Ji Jiayi was playing with her mobile phone. When she saw them coming, she put away her mobile phone and immediately entered the state.Song Xiaole pushed Song Yanchu onto the sofa, turned around and ran to the kitchen, took the drinks and cups from the refrigerator and ran back, and said courteously: "This is watermelon juice, Miss Ji, please drink it."

Ji Jiayi and Song Yanchu looked at each other and took the cup.

Song Xiaole saw that Song Yanchu and Ji Jiayi were sitting on the sofa, so he was relieved. He took out the game console that Song Yanchu bought for him in his room, and piled it up with his most precious TV remote control for Ji Jiayi, "Ji Jiayi Miss, you play."

"Ah yes." Ji Jiayi smiled helplessly.

Song Xiaole grinned foolishly, then ran back to the kitchen contentedly to continue cooking.

Song Yanchu sat beside him and sighed silently.

After all, Song Xiaole has only become a human for less than three months, usually scrambled eggs and fried rice are okay, but asking him to cook a table is embarrassing for the puppy, Song Xiaole only remembered that he didn’t cook the rice after finishing the last dish, and his heart skipped a beat with fright. Stop, and immediately go to wash the rice, too busy to touch the ground.

At 07:30 in the evening, he finished dinner.

He looked at Song Yanchu guiltily and thought: I screwed up again.

Song Yanchu reached out to rub his head, "It's already great, thank you Xiaole."

Song Yanchu took a picture of Song Xiaole's cooking and saved it in his mobile phone. Song Xiaole stood aside and blushed.

Ji Jiayi observed Song Xiaole all afternoon, and found that this little guy was so stupid that he was invulnerable, which almost made her question herself. Could it be that the trick of prodding really doesn't work?

She decided to try one last time.

She walked to the table and pulled Song Yanchu to sit on the same side as herself.

She felt that the moment her hands wrapped around Song Yanchu's sleeves, the atmosphere in the restaurant was almost stagnant, the smile on Song Xiaole's face disappeared, her eyes became more and more wronged, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, a pair of emotions squeezed to the core Pole look.

Ji Jiayi thought: It's still useful, this time I'm sure this little fool will overturn the jealousy.

She said in a voice that only Song Yanchu could hear: "Your child is about to cry, you can coax him when he is crying, and I will clarify after coaxing, everything will end perfectly."

Song Yanchu was silent.

About five seconds later, Song Xiaole came back to his senses, ran to the kitchen and took out chopsticks, handed them to Ji Jiayi and Song Yanchu, "Mr. Song, Miss Ji, eat."

Ji Jiayi was stunned, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Song Xiaole smiled and shook her head: "I won't eat it, you guys will eat it."

"No," Ji Jiayi panicked, "What do you mean you don't eat?"

Song Xiaole said in a low voice: "You two eat alone, it's like this in TV dramas, it's called candlelight dinner in TV dramas, but there are no candles at home, I'm sorry."

Ji Jiayi was like a mask of pain, "No, Xiao Le, you just... watch us eat?"

Song Xiaole immediately took off her apron: "I can go out."

After all, I will go out.

Ji Jiayi got up to stop him, pushed him on the seat, and asked in confusion, "Don't you like him?"

Song Xiaole said: "I like it."

Song Yanchu raised his head, his expression suddenly changed.

"You like him, why do you want to match the two of us? If we are together, what will you do with him?"

Song Xiaole was a little puzzled. He looked at Song Yanchu for help, but Song Yanchu didn't speak for him, so Song Xiaole could only use his limited vocabulary to answer reluctantly: "Because Mr. Song and Ms. Ji are well-matched, you are very good together, Mr. Song She is a very nice person, and Miss Ji is also a very nice person, I hope you are together, marriage is a very good thing."

Song Yanchu took a sip of tea, his eyes darkened.

"What about you? We're married, what about you?" Ji Jiayi asked.

"I—" Song Xiaole felt like being hit on the head.

He suddenly became flustered, he couldn't answer, and rubbed his hands anxiously, he became nervous visibly, and finally rubbed faster and faster, as if his emotions were out of control, he burst into tears, Song Yanchu immediately hugged him, but Song Xiaole struggled come out.

He choked up and said, "Can I live with you? Please, please."

Ji Jiayi took a step back in disbelief, "Xiao Le..."

Song Yanchu held his hand to prevent him from hurting himself.

Song Xiaole slid down from the stool, he squatted on the ground, looked up at Song Yanchu and Ji Jiayi, his eyes begged, tears shattered, he begged urgently: "I don't want anything, I don't want a room, a bed, or a TV, I can sleep in the security guard In the room, I don't take up space, I just want to be with you, I will always protect you, please, Mr. Song, please don't abandon me."

Song Xiaole thought: He would rather repeat the experience of his previous life than be a stray dog.

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感谢在2022-07-1312:09:21~2022-07-1422:49:54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 threw the grenade: Vanessa_Chan_little BO1;

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