Mr. Qin is always serious

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, there are cars and horses flowing like a stream.

The cool wind blew over the high-rise buildings, and the street lamps on the street corners illuminated the pedestrians. The city was covered in the night, and there was an indescribable tranquility.

Wen Lang stood on the side of the road, squinting at the building in front of him.He is good-looking, with long legs, thin waist and small dimples, and peach blossom eyes. Even if he wears a mask, he can't help but look back when passing by.

But now, the pair of eyes that often smile are full of impatience, looking down at the phone with a frown, and the time is displayed on the screen, eight o'clock in the evening.

The phone rang suddenly, and the caller was Song Li.

Wen Lang connected, and an anxious voice immediately rang in his ears.

"Boss, have you gone in yet?"

"No, I don't want to."

"Boss, let's stop making trouble, shall we? Since the higher-ups have already sent a message, the demon who will become a spirit after the founding of the country must have no other choice. Let's bear with it. Isn't it just a year? It's gone in a blink of an eye."

"..."

Hearing that he was silent, the voice on the other end of the phone was even more earnest: "Boss, let's not keep silent, there is really nothing we can do about it, the fierce-looking tiger next door has been sent back directly, you ancient If it wasn't for the picky eaters of the ferocious beast's gluttonous bloodline, there wouldn't even be a choice now, not bad, really."

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang didn't want to talk anymore.

In short, Wen Lang is a monster, a beast gluttonous, the kind recorded in the Shan Hai Jing that eats whatever it sees.

Joined the WTO five years ago, entered the entertainment circle by accident, because of his good looks, he is now a popular niche with many fans.Wen Lang felt that he was living a good life, but just as he was about to receive a good script and rush to the Best Actor, something happened suddenly.

Something happened in the past six months. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the minds of monsters who became spirits were affected, and they always attacked humans uncontrollably. The National Monster Bureau was complained hundreds of times in a row, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and issued an announcement.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the monsters who became spirits faced two choices.

One is to be sent back to the mountains.

The second is to find a breeder, get along with them for at least one year, temper your temper, prove that you are gentle, friendly and have self-control, and you will never attack people indiscriminately.

After receiving the notice, Wen Lang did the math and found out that his birth time was October [-], [-], which happened to be the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Then all of a sudden the whole gluttonous glutton became ill.

Song Li is his manager, the Tongmu demon who became a master in the Song Dynasty, who cares about everything, and has recently broken his heart about Wen Lang.It is pitiful to have to deal with the outside world, and to coax the big boss with nice words inside.

Wen Lang rubbed the center of his brows: "Those people from the Monster Bureau, can I kill them?"

"No, boss." Song Li said, "not only can't, you have to be as gentle and friendly as possible, so as not to let them trouble you."

Wen Lang smiled slightly.

Song Lishun Mao'er touched: "The time is almost up, boss, go in, be fearless!"

The time limit given by the Monster Bureau is within seven days.

Today is the last day.

Wen Lang grudgingly hummed, hung up the phone, looked up again, and walked over.

There are twelve floors in the Longdu Building, but the Monster Bureau is on the No. 13th floor, which can only be seen after crossing the barrier.

Wen Lang looked along the corridor one by one, the Six Paths Marriage Bureau, the Reincarnation Bureau, the Demon Bureau... finally stopped at the end of the corridor.

Number 138, National Monster Bureau.

He opened the door and walked in.

The light inside was dim yellow, quiet and soft. A young man was sitting behind the innermost table. He raised his head after hearing the movement, and saw a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes at first sight.

He sat up straight: "Do you have a monster certificate?"

Wen Lang handed it over, and the young man opened it.

[Name]: Wen Lang

[Age]: 170

[Race]: Gluttonous

[Character]: a mystery

The young man's eyes paused on the word Taotie, and suddenly remembered that the boss had told him before that a Taotie would come over in the next few days and register on the detention list.

So many things have happened in the past six months, a big monster like Taotie who has the blood of ancient fierce beasts, logically speaking, should be directly forcibly repatriated, but this is different.

Because this is a picky glutton.

Among the gluttonous people who eat whatever they see, it is a clear stream.

The young man was deeply impressed by this, and quickly took out the registration book: "Well, just write your name here, and remember to confirm the owner within 24 hours after registration, otherwise you will be forcibly repatriated."

Wen Lang didn't want to talk, picked up a pen and signed on the register, and looked at the young man expressionlessly.

The young man swallowed, took out a seal from the drawer, and pressed it on Wen Lang's wrist: "When you choose the owner, just press this on his wrist. First, it can protect humans from your attacks. Chronomark, and in one year you'll be free."

"Anything else?"

"No, no."

Wen Lang put down his pen, turned around and went straight out the door.

The outside was already bustling at this time, and the human voice was mixed with the faint sound of music.

Wen Lang didn't want to go back yet, so he found a random shop and went in. Just as he sat down, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

He took it out and took a look. It was a group chat message.

【Coquettish and rippling group of friends】

Baibai Baize: Langlang, what's the matter, the people from the Monster Bureau didn't make things difficult for you, did they?

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: [Husky-style rage].jpg

It's your Yazi: Hahaha, you won't smash the monster bureau, society society.

Bi An did not speak: If the Monster Bureau asks you to pay compensation, please contact me, and I will provide you with sincere and enthusiastic legal services at any time.

Master Pixiu: Your schadenfreude is almost overflowing the screen, wouldn't you be a little more reserved?

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: ...

System prompt: It's your Yazi who was banned by the group leader for 10 minutes.

The group leader muted him for 10 minutes if he didn't speak.

At the same time as the system message appeared, the avatar of the private stamp wobbled, Wen Lang clicked to ignore it, and when the time was almost up, he lifted the ban.

The group chat just got serious.

The spring of His Majesty Taotie: I just wrote my name there, nothing happened.

Baibai Baize: That's good, hug.

It's your Yazi: Then what are you going to do in the future, do you want me to introduce someone to you?

The Spring of His Majesty Gluttonous: [Cat Master's Rejection].jpg

Bi An did not speak: [Life is always full of surprises and excitement].jpg

Afterwards, the chat content turned on the fighting picture mode, and each one was better than the other. Wen Lang was tired of watching, so he blocked it decisively. Before quitting, he saw someone circled him.

Bi An didn't say a word: But seriously, Xiao Taotie, the time is only 24 hours, do you have any plans for the choice of your owner?

Wen Lang squinted his eyes, turned off the screen and did not reply, and sat for less than 10 minutes before going home.

As soon as the door was opened, two fluffy balls rushed towards him, one orange and one yellow, the yellow one approached first, wagging its tail and took off, Wen Lang hugged him, his arms sank immediately: "Egg yolk, you're getting fat again. "

Very heavy Huang Tuanzi: "Wow!"

Orange Tuanzi, who was walking slowly behind, let out a soft meow.

The yellow one is Wen Lang's Shiba Inu, the kind of actor who can be used as an emoji with just a shot, and his name is egg yolk.

The orange one is the orange cat, Ju Baoer.

Both have common characteristics, soft and fat.

Wen Lang put down the egg yolk, changed into slippers and sat down on the sofa. The two small animals immediately came to rub each other affectionately.

While rubbing, Wen Lang remembered the last words he saw in the group chat, and became distracted, and his movements gradually became careless.

Wen Lang actually had plans for the owner.

This person's name is not unfamiliar to him, he is Qin Jingshen, the big boss of the company he signed with, Huanyu Entertainment.

The heir of the wealthy Qin family in City A, has a calm temperament and sharp methods. There are quite a lot of rumors about him, but he is a low-key person and basically doesn't come forward very much, so there are only a few repeated points that are passed around.

Family background, ability, and appearance.

It is said that even in the entertainment industry where beauties gather, few people can compare.

Wen Lang was deeply convinced of this.

There is one thing that Wen Lang has never told others, in fact, Qin Jingshen lives across from him.

When he was a human being, he had nothing to do with Qin Jingshen, but as a monster, he did.That happened three months ago. On the way back, he had an inexplicable fever. When he got to the door, he didn't go in. He lost control and became a prototype, which was still a reduced version.

Poor, looks like a stray dog.

Wen Lang originally planned to find Song Li when he came tomorrow morning, but when he was half asleep and half awake, the door behind him suddenly opened. He looked back and was stunned.

The big boss, who can only be seen at the company's annual meeting, is standing by the door in casual home clothes, looking much softer than when he was in a suit and leather shoes.

Before Wen Lang could recover from the shock, Qin Jingshen moved first, took a step forward in silence, then bent down and hugged him back.

That time Wen Lang stayed at Qin Jingshen's house for three days, seeing many unknown aspects of the big boss, he was actually quite moved.Firstly, I feel that the gossip tabloids are finally reliable, and the description of Qin Jingshen's appearance is very in line with the objective facts. Second, I feel that Qin Jingshen's cooking is really delicious.

After being picky eaters for so many years, I finally met someone who cooks with such a good appetite. For this alone, the most suitable owner for Yu Wenlang is Qin Jingshen.

"Wang!"

"Meow!"

Noticing that Wen Lang was distracted, the two ignored little animals groaned in dissatisfaction, and came over to continue coquettishly begging to be petted.Wen Lang's heart softened into a puddle of water, and he stretched out his hands to hold the egg yolk and Ju Bao'er, and then went to the kitchen to cook them food. The hairballs were also obedient, squatting on the side and watching eagerly, super cute.

Half an hour later, Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer ate side by side around the food bowl, their fluffy ears trembling from time to time.Wen Lang cleaned up the kitchen and was just drying his hands when he heard movement outside.

Click, the key opens the door.

It was Qin Jingshen who came back.

Realizing this, Wen Lang was suddenly a little nervous. After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind and turned to enter the bedroom.

A faint light flooded the room and quickly dissipated.

When he came out again, the young man with a narrow waist and long legs was gone, and a fluffy dumpling stood by the door, shaking its fur contentedly.

Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer haven't seen Wen Lang's gluttonous form for a long time, they ran over happily, rubbed and licked, Wen Lang quarreled with them for a while, and when the two dumplings calmed down, he took them out of the cabinet as originally planned. Take out a new dog paw paw rice bowl, grab it and go out the door.

The opposite door was tightly closed, Wen Lang took a deep breath, raised his paw and knocked on the door.

After a brief silence, footsteps sounded behind the door.

Wen Lang watched nervously, squatting down obediently the moment the door opened, imitating Egg Yolk's usual coquettish appearance and let out a soft yelp.

Soft, soft, with a vibrato.

The voice successfully attracted Qin Jingshen's attention, he lowered his head, and when he saw Wen Lang, a slight surprise appeared on his normally expressionless face.

In front of him was a brown fur ball, with a rice bowl with dog paws on it next to its paws, its ears and tail were fluffy, its jet black eyes were looking at him with wetness, it was soft and cute.

It looks like a...

Little dirt dog?

The author has something to say: Wen Langlang: Little dirt dog?Kill you.

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According to some questions raised in the comments, underline the key points, everyone take a look, and don't ask similar questions.

1. The current time background is not 2018, but 1949 plus Wen Lang's age, which is 2128.

2. Regarding the fact that a small dog will grow into a big dog in three months, some dogs are small in size and do not grow up, so Xiao Taotie can understand it in this way.

3. The original form of Taotie in the article is the description of Taotie [like a wolf]. You can Baidu the wolf cubs. It is really exactly the same as the little dog 23333.

4. Don't worry about the time of Taotie's birth in Chapter 1. It is written later, relying on blood inheritance.

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