The Evolution of Little Milk Dog

After eating, Liao Han wanted to chase away people. He Xilai didn't come home all night, so the family didn't know how worried he would be.

After all, He Xilai is a good boy who never stays out at night.

He should have been sent back last night.But last night He Xilai's whole body was covered in blood and his face was full of gloom, how could Liao Han dare to let him go back.

It looks a little better today, and I have changed into new clothes, although Liao Han's is a bit big.

He Xilai: "Teacher, I won't leave, we are all lovers, why don't we live together?"

He looked at Liao Han aggrievedly.

Liao Han: "Don't mess around, you must be very worried if you didn't go home all night, and who told you that couples are going to live together?"

He Xilai: "I have contacted my family, and they agreed that I should live with the teacher?"

Liao Han turned back in shock: "When? No, when did I agree!"

He Xilai smiled shyly: "Didn't the teacher agree to be with me? I don't care about other couples, I want to live with the teacher anyway."

Liao Han: "Get out."

He Xilai: "I'm not leaving. I've already told my family that I'm going to study at the teacher's house. Anyway, I won't go back."

While talking, he sluggishly sat down next to Liao Han, and Liao Han glanced at him from the corner of his eyes.

He Xilai hastily smiled ingratiatingly.

Liao Han looked away, groped on the sofa for a while, pulled out the remote control and turned on the TV.

Liao Han: "Generally, couples don't live together on the first day they are together."

He Xilai: "We are not ordinary couples, I love the teacher very much." His face turned red all of a sudden, but he insisted, "I will be sad to leave the teacher, so I want to live with the teacher."

Liao Han couldn't bear it and pushed He Xilai who was sticking next to him away a little: "Let me tell you, don't keep pretending to be pitiful, I don't like that."

He Xilai curled his lips secretly, obviously he was very hungry, and the strength to push him was too small.

Liao Han pressed the remote control to switch channels, and casually said, "When did you contact my family?"

He Xilai took this opportunity to rub against Liao Han again.

"This morning, the teacher hadn't woken up yet at that time."

Liao Han let out a "hmm".

Suddenly reacted: "No, I didn't promise you at that time, did I?"

He Xilai lowered his head shyly: "Yes."

From the very beginning, he was prepared to stalk and stay, and he would not leave even if he died!

Liao Han: "I've wanted to say it a long time ago, you little bastard usually looks very obedient, but you are very strong in this kind of thing."

As he spoke, he gave He Xilai a sideways look.

He Xilai pursed his lips and said, "But if I don't, the teacher ignores me."

Besides, the teacher became his target because of him, which proves that his routine is very effective.

Hey hey hey.

Thinking about it, he didn't dare to say that, in case the teacher became angry, he would not be the one who suffered.

Liao Han was wearing sandals on his feet. After sitting for a while, his feet became cold and he broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

He threw the slippers aside, crossed his legs on the sofa, and pressed his feet under them.

He Xilai: "What's wrong, teacher?"

Liao Han: "Cold feet."

He Xilai put his hands under Liao Han's legs and wrapped Liao Han's feet in his hands.

"Really, teacher, you are sweating a lot, are you weak, teacher?"

Liao Han shook his hand, but did not shake it off.

He is usually careless and has no taboos. The only thing is that he doesn't like feet.

Other people's and his's are not good. If he goes out, the first thing he does when he returns home is to wash his feet.

Because his body is weak and he sweats a lot, his feet are always wet, and he always feels dirty, sweating everywhere he rubs.

Smelly.

Although he didn't have foot odor, he just felt it in his heart.

Now that he was sweating on his feet, he even hated touching it, but suddenly being held in He Xilai's hand like this, he just felt——ashamed.

He pretended to be calm and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the teacher is in good health, let go."

He twitched his foot back again, and He Xilai's grip tightened.

He Xilai's palm was very hot, and Liao Han felt anxious in his heart.

He Xilai was originally the kind of firepower, which is normal.

Men in their 20s like Liao Han who are sweating profusely in summer are rare.

He Xilai: "Teacher, I will warm you up, my hands are hot."

He looked at the teacher with a pure face, but he shouted in his heart: Teacher's feet are so tender, tender and white!

He stretched out his other hand, "Teacher, let me warm your other foot too."

Liao Han jumped up from the sofa, goosebumps all over his body.

He Xilai was taken aback, hesitantly said: "Teacher...?"

Liao Han coughed, "I'm a little thirsty, go get a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator."

He Xilai nodded in a foggy manner, and went obediently.

As soon as he left, Liao Han knelt down and rubbed his feet vigorously, the hot and itchy feeling disappeared a little.

The back of his ears was red, and he couldn't help covering his face.

He Xilai: "Teacher? What's wrong with you?"

Liao Han rolled his hands and hugged his head, buried his face in his lap and said in a low voice, "I just pulled the wound on my stomach."

He Xilai immediately became nervous, put the water in his hand on the coffee table, and walked to Liao Han's side: "Teacher, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Liao Han: "It's okay, it'll be fine in a while."

He raised his head, "Where's Coke?"

He Xilai blinked, "Teacher, your face is so red."

Liao Han turned his eyes away to look at the water on the table.

Suddenly speechless.

"Didn't I ask you to take Coke? Why plain water?"

He Xilai: "Drinking Coke is not good for the teacher, let's drink plain water."