Mr. Qin is always serious

Mr. Qin's idea is actually very simple.

Although Wen Lang had lived in his house for three days before, he was sick at that time and couldn't touch the water. After finally seeing better, he sneaked out from the house again.

Now the fluffy little dumpling has come back again, alive and kicking, and soft and coquettish, trying to be adopted, the situation is naturally different from before.

There is a big difference between a foreign dog and a domestic dog.

Wen Lang didn't think so.

He just felt that this was not an ordinary embarrassment.

It makes people want to say no.

Qin Jingshen held Wen Lang in one hand, and took the mobile phone in the other to call his assistant to buy shampoo for pets. Wen Lang listened to him and subconsciously wanted to slip away.

He thought so, and he did.

When Qin Jingshen came back to his senses, the brown dumpling that was still in his arms had quickly gone downstairs, stood on the carpet, and looked at him without blinking.

Qin Jingshen was slightly startled.

He had also heard that many animals didn't like to touch the water and were very sensitive to the word bathing, and would run away when they heard it, but he didn't expect this to be the same for such an obedient fur ball.

It's a little different, but cute.

Qin Jingshen met Wen Lang's wet eyes, and his voice was as flat as ever: "Come here."

After thinking about it, he added another title: "Tuantuan."

His voice was born with a touch of apathy and abstinence, and when he spoke like this, it sounded indescribably oppressive.

Wen Lang couldn't help shaking.

Qin Jingshen thought that he had frightened him, so he stopped when he was about to go downstairs, and stood on the steps of the stairs, looking at Wen Lang silently.Wen Lang didn't move, he stared at him with a pair of round, black dog eyes, and his fluffy tail drooped, shaking it occasionally.

After standing like this for a long time, one person and one Taotie, the doorbell suddenly rang.

It was Qin Jingshen's assistant who arrived.

Qin Jingshen went downstairs to open the door, and Wen Lang quickly hid in a corner as he went down, watching him vigilantly.

The assistant brought a bunch of stuff, pet shampoo, brushes, rubber ducks, and an instruction manual.

He put his things in the bathroom, and Qin Jingshen let him go back first.

The room fell silent again.

Qin Jingshen opened the instruction manual and looked at it, then called Wen Lang again: "Tuantuan, come here."

Wen Lang's response was to hide in a corner.

Qin Jingshen didn't speak this time, and walked slowly towards Wen Lang. Just as Wen Lang was about to slip away, he saw Mr. Qin stop suddenly, and turned over the instruction manual in his hand, as if he wanted to make a phone call .

At this time, Wen Lang also saw the cover of the booklet, with the faces of several dogs printed on it, and the name of the pet shop and a series of phone numbers below.

Wen Lang:! ! !

Wen Lang was instantly terrified.

Wen Lang was very familiar with that pet shop, it was not far downstairs, when Wen Lang didn't have time, he would take the egg yolks there to trim and bathe, the shop was full of lovely young ladies.

Wen Lang: "..."

Compared with letting his sister bathe him, Mr. Qin seems to be more acceptable.

Qin Jingshen's phone number has already been dialed.

Wen Lang hesitated for a moment, finally shook his ears helplessly, walked slowly to Qin Jingshen's feet, stretched out his claws to hook his pants.

Then he got his wish and was hugged by Qin Jingshen.

Qin Jingshen rubbed his ears: "Are you not afraid?"

Wen Lang raised his head and rubbed against his neck stickyly. He obviously looked like a canine, but he lived like a cat.

Qin Jingshen hugged him up, still holding the mobile phone in his right hand, which had already been connected.

Wen Lang stared at him nervously. Fortunately, Mr. Qin didn't plan to send him to the pet shop, and hung up the phone after asking a few precautions.

Wen Lang didn't continue to toss this time, and obediently nestled in Qin Jingshen's arms and was taken to the bathroom by him. After that, he resisted the embarrassment and was bathed, the whole process remained motionless and quiet like a chicken.

I couldn't bear the embarrassment anymore, so I bit the rubber duck as if to vent my anger.

Qin Jingshen was a little surprised.

After taking a bath, Qin Jingshen went to the bedroom with the wet hair ball in his arms, and blow-dried his hair with a hair dryer.

I have to say that Mr. Qin's craftsmanship is really not very good, Wen Lang's hair is blown into a mess, and it keeps floating in his eyes.

Wen Lang stretched out his claws and pawed twice. After getting used to it, he was a little curious, and turned his head to look around Qin Jingshen's bedroom.

It is still a very simple style, with black, white and grey, and the bedside lamp is warm yellow, dispelling the coldness of that color, Wen Lang likes it very much.

In particular, there is a dark gray carpet around the bed, which is fluffy, and it can be seen that the touch will be better than the one downstairs.

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes, his heart was about to move.

He glanced back at Qin Jingshen, thinking that the embarrassment just now should not be in vain, and he must do something to comfort himself a little.

So when Qin Jingshen stood up after drying his hair, he saw Xiao Tuanzi, who was squatting obediently just now, quickly jumped onto the carpet beside the bed, lay down and closed his eyes, refusing to move at all.

The mind is not generally straightforward.

Qin Jingshen put down the hair dryer: "Come here."

Wen Lang turned a deaf ear and stretched out his claws to hook the carpet. After a while, he heard footsteps.

Qin Jingshen came over.

He squatted down next to Wen Lang, stretched out his hand to smooth his hair that had been blown into a mess by the blower, and patted it lightly, then got up and went into the bathroom again.

Soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Wen Lang lay on the soft carpet, his tail slowly wagging.

This night, Wen Lang managed to nest in the bedroom after all, he actually touched Qin Jingshen's bed secretly, it was a bit hard, Wen Lang was not interested.

Wen Lang likes soft and fluffy things.

Like egg yolks and tangerines.

The headlights in the room have been turned off, leaving only one bedside lamp with a warm tone.

Wen Lang originally thought that a CEO like Qin Jingshen would read books that ordinary people couldn't understand before going to bed, but he didn't expect the latter to be looking at his phone.

It can be said to be very down-to-earth.

Wen Lang took a sneak peek, and found that Qin Jingshen had opened Taobao, looking at dog kennels and pet toys.

The ones I saw were pretty good, and Wen Lang thought the egg yolk would like it very much.

Well, if it's soft enough, he should be able to accept it himself.

Wen Lang followed Qin Jingshen to watch for a while, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer and slowly closed his eyes.

In a daze, he felt that the person on the bed had come down, folded the pillow cover, and covered him.

***

The next morning, when Wen Lang woke up, there was no one on the bed.

He sat up in a daze for a while, and only after fully waking up did he realize that there was an extra pillow cover on his body at some point.

Wen Lang stretched out his paws, pulled and folded them, and ran downstairs shaking his hair.

Qin Jingshen should have gone to work. He put food and water in the rice bowl and bowl by the table. Wen Lang went over to check and found that it was almost cold.

Glutton, a picky eater, expressed his disgust.

He didn't eat, and turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall - 09:30 in the morning.

Calculating the time, Qin Jingshen will not be back for at least three hours.

Wen Lang was relieved, raised his paw and pressed between his eyebrows, and closed his eyes.When I opened my eyes again, the surrounding environment had changed. Two small animals, one orange and one yellow, shook their ears and rushed over happily.

So soft, so warm, so cute.

But also very heavy.

Wen Lang was caught off guard and was knocked down. After getting up, he shook his hair and signaled Egg Yolk and Ju Bao'er to stop first.

The little animals were very obedient, they took a step back and squatted down on the side. Wen Lang entered the bedroom, and when he came out again, he was a young man with a narrow waist and long legs, and a pair of peach blossom eyes.

He first went to the kitchen to look at the egg yolk and Ju Baoer's rice bowls, which were full of cat and dog food - because Wen Lang was never at home, they had already mastered the skill of pulling food by themselves.

Wen Lang was in a good mood, and opened his hands to the small animal squatting beside him: "Come."

Egg Yolk ran over one step ahead, and Ju Baoer rubbed Wen Lang's ankle, and pushed it up, and was soon picked up by Wen Lang.

The left hand strokes the dog and the right hand strokes the cat.

Yaosheng is so happy, others can't envy it.

Egg yolk orange Bao'er was also good, she spread her paws and let Wen Lang rub her. Wen Lang was happily petting cats and dogs when the cell phone next to her rang.

Wen Lang searched for half a minute before finding the phone from the crack in the sofa.

The caller ID showed Song Li, and there were 21 missed calls, all of which were from him.

When Wen Lang connected, the person on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe the connection was made. After a while, he said, "You..."

One word, gnashing of teeth.

Wen Lang didn't feel guilty: "What's wrong?"

Song Li had nothing to do with him: "What are you doing?"

"Looking for an owner is very tiring."

"Did you find it?"

"I found it."

"..." Song Li was stunned again, and asked, "Who?"

Wen Lang felt that it would be better to tell him face to face, otherwise there would be a roar on the phone, so he changed the subject: "I'll talk about this later... You called so urgently, what's the matter?"

After thinking about it, I reminded again: "I'm still on vacation."

The implication is obvious.

You are not only noisy, but also winking.

Song Li choked for a moment and really wanted to hang up the phone, but finally decided to endure it and cut straight to the point: "Your vacation ends at twelve o'clock tonight, and the itinerary after tonight has been arranged. The closest one is the one you picked up earlier. For the next day, the movie will be turned on at ten o'clock in the morning, and the complete script has been sent to your mailbox. Director Chen is very strict, so remember to read the script carefully."

This time, Wen Lang was the one who was stunned: "...What drama?"

Song Li couldn't help raising his voice: "Don't say you forgot."

Wen Lang silently hugged Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer tightly, and after listening to Song Li's earnest chatter on the phone, he finally got some impressions not long after.

There is indeed such a thing.