Furry Feeding Diary

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Song Yanchu lowered his head and saw only a pair of clean and enthusiastic eyes, and eyelashes trembling slightly because of shyness.

He finally saw love in Song Xiaole's eyes, although it was vague, but Song Yanchu could feel that ignorant change.Song Xiaole's lips were soft and warm, with salty tears, as green as the love in his eyes.

"Xiao Le, you—"

Song Xiaole hurriedly took a step back, but within a few seconds she rushed forward again, buried her face in Song Yanchu's neck, gasped for breath, unable to utter a word of explanation.

Both were silent.

Until Song Yanchu wanted to pull Song Xiaole away and pulled his wrist, Song Xiaole gasped in pain.Only then did Song Yanchu notice that the gauze on Song Xiaole's wrist was bleeding, he immediately dragged Song Xiaole to sit on the sofa, helped him re-treat the wound, and changed the gauze.

Song Xiaole had no time to take care of her own injury, she kept leaning on Song Yanchu's body, opened her round eyes, looked up at Song Yanchu, Song Yanchu had nothing to do with him.

Song Xiaole's appearance at this time is no different from Song Dingding.

Song Yanchu originally thought that he would resist, but the kiss just now seemed to freeze his worries, he forgot to think, and forgot the so-called soul theory.

Song Yanchu's hand holding the cotton swab paused again and again, unable to concentrate no matter what.

Song Xiaole said in a low voice: "Mr. Song, I'm stupid. If you have anything to say, can you tell me clearly? Otherwise, I really don't understand."

Song Yanchu rolled the gauze around Song Xiaole's wrist several times, "You are not stupid at all."

Knows best how to make my heart ache.

"Okay, no more force." Song Yanchu patted the back of Song Xiaole's hand.

Song Xiaole grabbed Song Yanchu's fingers and did not let go. Song Yanchu had no choice but to face the puppy's scorching gaze, and was honest and frank. He leaned on the back of the sofa and rubbed the space between his eyebrows with the other hand, "You want me to say What?"

Song Xiaole knelt down beside Song Yanchu, feeling wronged and pitiful.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Song Dingding struggled to climb up the sofa. Song Yanchu held it down with one hand and carried it to the pillow.

"Were you the same as it before?" Song Yanchu asked.

Song Xiaole nodded, then shook his head violently after realizing the reaction, he took a deep breath and apologized with sobs: "Mr. Song, I will never say that I am a puppy again."

"Xiao Le," Song Yanchu rubbed Song Xiaole's shoulders, and comforted him: "Listen to me, your cognition is your freedom, and I have no right to interfere. What I can do is to give you a guarantee, like I did before. As I promised you, your recliner will always be yours, your room will be yours, and in this home you are as much the master as I am, and you will never be abandoned."

He thought, this is probably what Song Xiaole wanted.

After all, the day Ji Jiayi came, Song Xiaole fawned over Ji Jiayi, and later cried and begged if she could live with them.What Song Xiaole wants is a home, not a lover.

He gradually loosened his strength and took his hand back from Song Xiaole's shoulder. He gently shook Song Xiaole's palm, looked at Song Xiaole's face, and then smiled in relief.

It was very late at night, Song Xiaole didn't seem to eat much, Song Yanchu was going to cook him a bowl of oat milk porridge.

Song Dingding was also hungry.

Two puppies, two little dogs suddenly came to the house.

Song Yanchu lamented that the fate was wonderful, or it was an adventure from the sky. This ghostly and strange story actually made him bump into it.

As for that kiss, Song Yanchu didn't intend to give it meaning, he didn't believe that Song Xiaole could understand what is kissing and what is love.

He got up to go to the kitchen.

Song Xiaole was sitting there in a daze, suddenly he raised his head and said: "Mr. Song, I promise I will forget everything in the past, I will never say that I am a puppy again, can you continue to like me?"

Song Yanchu was shocked again.

Song Xiaole wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with determination: "I will never mention anything related to dogs again, sorry."

Many years later, when Song Yanchu recalled this moment, he couldn't find the exact words to describe his mood at that time, probably because he was shocked by the fiery sincerity.

Song Xiaole chose him between instinct and him.

All the rational dams that had just been built collapsed again, Song Yanchu thought: No matter what his theory of the soul, no matter what his past and present lives, he only wants Song Xiaole.

Song Yanchu turned around and hugged Song Xiaole as hard as Song Xiaole hugged him, and he said in the dazed little dog's ear, "Do you like me?"

"I like it." Song Xiaole replied without hesitation.

"That's enough." Song Yanchu pressed a kiss on Song Xiaole's forehead, then gently stroked the broken hair that was wet with tears at the corner of his forehead, and kissed next to Song Xiaole's crying eyes, "Xiaole, from now on Stop crying."

"Mr. Song..."

"Whether it's a puppy or Xiao Le, I accept it, I accept it."

Song Xiaole stared blankly at Song Yanchu, sniffed, tears swirled in her eyes, but did not dare to fall.

Song Yanchu held him in his arms, and with a kind of affectionate strength, let Song Xiaole stick to him tightly, and he said in Song Xiaole's ear: "Xiaole, I like you too."

Song Xiaole's tears finally fell, soaking Song Yanchu's shirt.

He hugged Song Yanchu's waist tightly, crying until his whole body was shaking, Song Yanchu coaxed him softly, Song Xiaole finally calmed down after a long time, but Song Yanchu didn't let go, hugged him and said: "Xiao Le hungry? I'll cook a bowl of clear soup noodles Here you go, okay?"

Song Xiaole cried until he was dazed, unable to react for a moment, Song Yanchu carried him to the kitchen island.

"Shall I make some oat milk porridge?"

Song Yanchu supported Song Xiaole's legs with both hands, Song Xiaole blinked, and said dully: "It's good to have a glass of milk, I'll have dinner tonight."

Song Yanchu helped Song Xiaole warm up a cup of milk, Song Xiaole drank half of it while holding the cup, Song Yanchu wiped away the tears from the corners of Song Xiaole's eyes with his fingertips.

Song Xiaole smiled through tears and lowered her head shyly.

"Mr. Song, I won't cry anymore."

All hesitation and backing are terminated at this moment.

He put down the cup, tentatively approached Song Yanchu, first touched the tip of Song Yanchu's nose with the tip of his nose, then pouted, Song Yanchu smiled lightly, and leaned over to kiss Song Xiaole's cheek.

Song Xiaole was dissatisfied, Song Yanchu coaxed him to finish drinking the milk, and then carried him to the bathroom.

Song Xiaole didn't know how to be shy when she was stripped naked. Song Yanchu stuffed him into the bathtub, and he crawled out into Song Yanchu's arms. Alright, curled up by the bathtub.

Song Yanchu asked: "Who taught you these?"

"my friend."

"The one you were on the phone with?"

"Yes, he was a six-figure puppet cat in his previous life. He knows a lot. He said that being a pet for one life and being a human for another life is a cool thing, and I should enjoy it."

Song Xiaole raised her head and looked at Song Yanchu seriously, "He also said that Mr. Song is so kind to me, I should cherish it."

"It is I who should cherish you."

Song Yanchu still couldn't help Song Xiaole take a bath in the end, he felt that he couldn't bear to stay another second, Song Xiaole still tilted his head unconsciously, grabbed his shirt and asked, "Mr. I'll wash it together, okay?"

Song Yanchu pinched Song Xiaole's face, then turned and went out.

He took a shower in the bathroom of the guest bedroom, and Song Xiaole threw herself into his arms as soon as he came out, and asked sweetly, "Mr. Song, why did you take a shower for so long?"

Song Yanchu picked him up, threw him into the quilt again, then knelt down on one knee beside the bed, kissed Song Xiaole's cheek, "You will know later."

Song Yanchu went out to prepare Song Dingding's goat milk, Song Dingding ate it, Song Yanchu waited for him to finish eating before turning off the light, Song Xiaole sat on the bed and waited anxiously for him.

Song Yanchu said with a smile: "Okay, after spending time with Ding Ding, come back to accompany Xiao Le."

Song Xiaole obediently lay on Song Yanchu's body.

Song Yanchu touched his ears, and asked him softly, "Are you afraid when you wake up in the bridge hole?"

"afraid."

Song Yanchu hugged him, his voice was low and gentle: "I will love you from now on."

The next day Song Yanchu reluctantly sent Song Xiaole to the security room and went to the company. As soon as he got out of the elevator on the [-]th floor of the building, he began to miss Song Xiaole.

At noon, he called Song Xiaole, and as soon as he dialed, he heard Song Xiaole's aggrieved voice, "Mr. Song, I miss you so much."

"Xiao Le, would you like to come to my company?"

Song Xiaole agreed immediately. He asked Brother Li for his address, then stopped after running for two steps, went home and changed into a new set of clothes, the short-sleeved shirt and overalls shorts that Song Yanchu bought for him a few days ago.

When passing by the security room, Brother Li called to him: "Hey, where is the handsome guy from? Go find Mr. Song?"

Song Xiaole nodded excitedly.

Brother Li asked: "Mr. Song, who are you?"

Song Xiaole said: "He is my favorite person!"

He ran away quickly, and kept rushing all the way to Song Yanchu's building. When he arrived at the destination, he was panting and wiping his sweat. Girls walked by him in high heels. The lobby on the first floor of the building was full of people. Song Xiaole was a little scared, and put her hands behind her back nervously.

He didn't dare to run around and even wanted to hide outside.

He is such a stupid dog, no wonder Wen Jia detested him, he only dared to speak loudly in front of Brother Li, Wen Jia and Mr. Song.

He looked at his sweat-soaked clothes and thought sadly: If Mr. Song came here now, would others even laugh at Mr. Song?

Just as he was about to escape, Song Yanchu strode towards him.

People around showed surprised expressions.

Song Yanchu stretched out his hand towards Song Xiaole, and hugged him into his arms, ignoring the whispers of the people around him, he said to Song Xiaole: "Xiaole is so smart, you found it by yourself?"

"Ah."

"Do you want to visit my office, Xiao Le?" Song Yanchu took Song Xiaole's hand and walked towards the private elevator. While walking, he turned around to help Song Xiaole wipe his sweat.

Song Xiaole finally smiled.

After the elevator door closed, Song Xiaole hugged Song Yanchu's neck, stood on tiptoe, and patted Song Yanchu's lips.

Puppies love humans bravely, and humans love puppies generously.

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