field furry

After all, Gu Peng's weight is limited, and when Wen Ze is very attentive, his arrival is indeed not easy to attract attention.

Sensing Wen Ze's strangeness, Gu Peng turned his head innocently, his eyes still had the hazy mist of just waking up, and the whole was a weak, helpless, pitiful filter.

Rang Wen wanted to lift this guy away from his hand, and he froze in mid-air, making him irritated. Why did he behave so pitifully? He didn't treat this guy badly, but squatting on his lap was too intimate and unnecessary.

"You go to the table." Wen Ze found a place for the other party, and he could be seen on the table, and the distance was very close.

That's alright, clingy.

Gu Peng used his clever little head to figure out what the adopter said, and then he lay down very naturally, with his limbs shattered, and his entire furry belly was directly attached to Wen Ze's leg. Hey, he found this posture unexpected Well done.

Wen Ze: "..."

This guy is too shameless, didn't he ever take lessons in the nursery?How can it be so casual?

Gu Peng who treats himself as a pet: This is a gift, the meal ticket must be very happy in your heart, right?

Wen Ze asked again and again to let the plush carpet on his knees go away and stay elsewhere. Not surprisingly, the other party turned a deaf ear and just wagged his tail to perfuse him.

Wen Ze deeply felt the feeling of being perfunctory, no wonder his parents were so angry every time, it turned out that being perfunctory felt really bad.

"..." However, he had no other choice at the moment.

It is clearly written in the contract that 3011 cannot interfere with what he likes to do, unless it is harmful.

This is obviously not harmful to 3011, but it is harmful to others.

Forget it, Wen Ze gritted his teeth, tried to ignore the weight and temperature of his legs, and forced himself to focus on his work.

Think of it as an extra pendant on the leg.

no effect...

But in fact, Wen is still troubled, that kind of tactile sensation is too strange, it makes people tense up, and accepts the feelings transmitted from the brain all the time.

Soft, warm, and even a faint heartbeat... Wen Ze didn't quite understand why his legs were so sensitive that he could even feel his heartbeat.

This guy doesn't want to sleep on his lap all the time, does he?

Wen Ze stretched out his finger and poked the back of 3011's head, and then the other party turned around slowly, and there seemed to be written in the round blue eyes: "Why?"

...So I didn't sleep.

Wen Ze was still planning, if this guy fell asleep, he would quietly send him to the nest.

"It's okay." Wen Ze was disappointed for a while, looked up and continued to focus on his work.

Ever since there was a soft pendant on his leg, his work efficiency has been greatly reduced. The work that was originally scheduled to be completed before midnight may take until midnight!

Another half an hour passed, and Wen Ze saw that 3011 was motionless, so he poked his finger on the back of the other's head meanly.

"?" Gu Peng turned his head to look at him energetically again.

"..." Wen Ze looked at his energetic eyes, and then at the time. If I remembered correctly, it was time for the nursery school to turn off the lights at this point.

Why is 3011 still not asleep? !

Oh, because the other party slept all afternoon, it may not be so easy to fall asleep at night.

Here's a lesson...

Wen Ze swears that he will not make the same mistake again tomorrow, and he will definitely stare at Xiao Xueqiu tomorrow to prevent the other party from falling asleep during the day.

Little Xueqiu wasn't sleepy, but Wen Ze felt a little sleepy herself.

With the excuse of making coffee, Wen Ze finally found an aboveboard reason and carried Gu Peng to the table.

"I'm going to make something to drink."

Gu Peng shook his tail and carefully observed the behavior and language of the meal ticket. He somewhat understood the meaning. In order to learn more languages, he stretched his waist and followed the other party step by step to see what the other party was doing: "Oooh .”

Looking down at the sticky man at his feet, Wen Ze had a stinky face, and sighed, he really regretted it, really regretted it, really...

A straight steel man like him, why can't he think about raising this kind of milky thing? How dare you.

"I'm just making coffee." Wen Ze walked to his bar counter, skillfully ground beans, washed cups, and fiddled with the coffee machine.

There are fully automatic machines, but he still prefers the manual experience.

It's coffee...

Gu Peng opened his eyes wide. It turns out that aliens also drink coffee. Coffee is really a good thing. He used to catch up with the announcements and was sleepy to death, so he also relied on coffee to refresh himself.

Now that he smells the fragrance, he also wants to taste it.

Wen Ze made 3011 drink coffee when his head was caught by the door. Now that he doesn't need to drink this kind of refreshing thing, 3011 is very energetic. What if he drinks it?

Don't you all need to sleep tonight?

"No way." Wen Ze refused indifferently, and turned to drink by himself.

"..." Gu Peng was incapably furious and bared his teeth.

After the meal ticket drank coffee and went back to work, Gu Peng jumped up and down to keep up. This time he changed his position to lie on his stomach, nothing more than switching from the left leg of the meal ticket to his right leg.

Wen Ze: "..." Damn it.

He entered the data in a particularly large range, as if to vent the depression in his heart!

Gu Peng is really not sleepy, God knows, he went to bed at 10:00 pm in the nursery before, it really killed him.

How good it is now.

Sure enough, it is happy to follow the young man. It seems that the other party is a late-night player, and he doesn't care when he goes to bed, which is great.

Gu Peng wagged his tail happily, cheering up to be a qualified companion pet.

At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Ze finished his work tiredly and stretched back. He suddenly paused and called out tentatively: "3011?"

With a whimper, a cute face looked up at him, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

"Okay..." Wen Ze glanced at the ceiling, resigned to his fate, and lifted the other party to get up to get something to eat.

After reading the meal ticket, he got up and went to the kitchen. Gu Peng was so happy that he jumped up and down, okay, didn't he wait until this late just for a supper?

This is the night life that young people should live.

Wen Ze simply made a dish of assorted fried rice. Since 3011 had been squatting on the island to supervise the work, he knew that he could not eat this fried rice all by himself, so he was savvy and made it lightly.

A lot of easy-to-digest fish and eggs are added to it, and a small part of it is put out after it is done, and the remaining part is heavily seasoned.

Gu Peng: Damn it! ! !

What a cunning human being.

The small portion belonged to Gu Peng, and there was no chance to protest, so it was directly served in his bowl, and he wanted to eat it or not.

"If you... dare to reveal these things in the future to destroy my credibility, I will die with you." Wen Ze threatened, sitting next to him and eating fried rice coldly.

The fried rice was a bit hot, Gu Peng stuck out his tongue: "Hiss, hiss."

"Eat it when it's cold, idiot." Wen Ze picked up the other party's head that had been buried in the bowl again, and saw a greasy mouth, chewing a piece of meat in his mouth, even if his tongue was scalded to the point of tears, he would still be happy. Don't want to spit it out, shit, Wen Ze hurriedly started to dig out the still hot meat from the opponent's mouth: "You really are!"

The meatballs were indeed a little hot, even Gu Peng had physical tears from the heat, but it was not enough to spit it out, so he could still persist.

As a result, the meal ticket was dug out for him, and the delicious food he had just tasted was gone, and he angrily bit the finger of the meal ticket, his meat!

Delicious!

"Are you stupid? You will starve to death if you eat slowly for a minute?" Wen Ze frowned ferociously, pinched 1's mouth with his fingers, and carefully opened it to check: "Open your mouth obediently, let me see, your tongue is burnt Is it gone?"

Gu Peng's tongue is usually pink, but after the little accident just now, the color is a little darker in some parts, which is obviously very different.

"I'm really convinced..." Wen Ze was inexplicably irritable, even more irritable than his own scalded tongue. If he had known earlier, he would not have supper, just eat some snacks and go to sleep.

Gu Peng blinked, but it didn't hurt, and when the rice ticket let go of his head, he bowed his head again.

But it was brought to him very quickly. The cool guy with a scary expression picked up the tableware and scooped up the fried rice to let it cool before delivering it to his mouth.

Gu Peng likes this treatment, and he wags his tail very much, hoping that the other party will continue to work hard next time.

This is the adopter's tableware, right?

Gu Peng was a little embarrassed, no matter how he was just a pet, it was rare for him to have self-knowledge, tilted his head to pick it up carefully, and then showed a look of enjoying the delicious food, blah blah.

...Usually everyone hates people who smack their mouths while eating, but if you witness a cute little creature that smacks its mouth while eating, you will find how healing the sound and picture are.

Wen Ze fed the meat several times in a row, and the next time he picked out a green green pea. Gu Peng will always remember the taste of boiled green peas. He raised his paw very honestly and pushed away the small spoon in front of him.

"..." Wen Ze's face was sullen, the end of his eyes was pressed down, and he sent it off.

Gu Peng switched to the other paw, and politely pushed it away a second time.

God, can we not hurt each other?

Gu Peng thought to himself: If you like it, you can eat more by yourself. If you don't like it, why bother my little baby?

"If you don't eat, I'll call the nursery." Wen Ze took out his trump card, pretending to call the nursery soon, crooked, there is a disobedient kid here, send someone to catch it back .

Gu Peng doesn't understand, but he can read his words, this man obviously wants to find foreign aid, so it's okay, can he eat it?

Wen Ze sneered. It seemed that he had finally found a way to cure Little Snowball. This guy was afraid of being taken back by the nursery.

That would be much easier.

Wen felt that his future life had a glimmer of light.

After being fed three green beans in a row, Gu Peng stomped his feet angrily and protested, accusing the man who fed him: too much!

Wen Ze just wanted to teach the other party a little lesson, and stop when he achieved his goal. After all, he didn't want to fight 3011 on the first day of running in.

After feeding the little snowball, Wen Ze finally realized, what did he do just now?

Patiently feeding a suckling sub-adult orc to eat fried rice? !

Wen Ze's expression was ugly. After all, not long ago, he was still laughing at his friend as a slave in his heart.

"..." Now the clown is actually himself.

Wen Ze, who was stimulated, put away the tableware on the table and washed them.

It's a quick process, just pop it in the dishwasher.

Waiting for the smell, he fell back to the dining area, just in time to see Xiao Xueqiu biting a tissue with his mouth open, using both hands and mouth, trying to take out one to wipe his mouth.

Only then did Wen Ze realize that cleaning up the oily mouth of the other party is also one of his obligations, okay.

"Come here, I'll help you." Wen Ze sat down and tapped the table twice with his slender fingers.

Gu Peng was very clever. He raised his eyes and saw the other party's gestures of teasing cats and dogs, and immediately took small steps, went over and squatted down: "Wow."

The voice is tender and tender, which matches his figure very well.

Little Xueqiu's obedient and cute appearance almost made Wen Ze forget how many horrible things happened today...

Wen Ze secretly admitted in his heart that when Xiao Xueqiu was obedient, he was still a little bit cute, even though he was allergic to cuteness... he couldn't help but compromise all the time.

"Don't go to bed so late in the future. Tonight is a special occasion, otherwise I will definitely report you to the nursery." Wen Ze took out a wet tissue specially designed for 3011, and gently wiped the oily little mouth of the other party.

Thinking of the little guy's scalded tongue again, Wen Ze pressed the corner of his mouth, and a voice in his heart said fortunately: "It looks good, it should be fine."

Another voice retorted: "It will be too late to deal with it when something happens."

Forget it, Wen Ze threw down the tissue, quickly packed his things, and went out to see a doctor with his arms around Xiao Xueqiu like a gust of wind.

The problem is... the medical records will be entered into the file, and the nursery school will know, and once the nursery school finds out, the two of them will be scolded.

Wen Ze regretted it for the 1001st time, why did he owe it back then!

Looking down, the little Xueqiu in his arms was looking at him energetically, with the excitement of going out to play in his eyes.

Wen Ze surrendered and scratched the opponent's chin with his fingers.

In all fairness, except for those bad things, 3011 is actually not bad, not crying, not making trouble, not squeamish, but a bit rough and rough.

Also, also, good.

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