False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Corgis are not low in IQ, ranking 11th among working dogs.But for Han Yun, who has a human IQ, the corgi in front of him is still a bit... well, difficult to communicate with.

Just like the similarities between French and Italian, if you know one language, you will understand the other language more or less; the language of dogs and cats also has similarities, but their communication is still very different because of the IQ gap. strenuous.

Han Meow: [Where do you live? 】

Corgi smirked: [Home, home. 】

Han Meow: […]

Corgi: [You, you, cat, meow. 】

Han Yun glared at him, [What? 】

Corgi continued to smirk: 【Beautiful, good-looking, hehe, hehe. 】

Han Yun: […]

He threw himself on top of the corgi, pinning it so Stupid Dog rolled over, and saw it chirp.

Corgi mistook what he was going to do, shyly fluttering his limbs, 【Child, give birth, cat cat, child, looks good. 】

Han Yun's cat's face was ashen. This is a male dog - a shameless male dog who coveted his beauty and wanted to have a monkey with him.

Han Yun put his paw on Corgi's dog's face: [Fuck you! 】

Corgi opened his mouth to lick his paw flatteringly: 【Mom, I, you, mom, child. 】

Han Yun slapped him again: [Stupid. ] Then she turned over beautifully and fell to the ground, ran towards Fu Qinghe who was staring at the corgi dog intently, and raised her two front paws to signal him to hug her.

Fu Qinghe bent down and hugged him into his arms, and said sourly: "Finally I know I'm back."

He patted the grass clippings and dirt off Han Yun's body, but because the fluff was too dense, some large pieces of grass clippings were shaken off, but the dust could not be completely shaken off.

Han Yun jumped onto the stone table and shook himself vigorously, just like an ordinary cat would do, then he fainted without a doubt, and wobbled his head into Fu Qinghe's arms.

Fu Qinghe couldn't help laughing, he touched Han Yun's head, "Go, I'll take you home to take a bath."

But bathing is also a tangled thing for Korean cats. For cats, they (hairy cats) will secrete subcutaneous oil to clean their bodies, and the wet feeling of bathing in water makes them feel scared; but as humans, Han Yun also had a heaven-defying obsession with taking a bath, which led to the situation where he was trembling while stabbing his neck in the water.

Fu Qinghe hugged him at a loss, and after hesitating for a while, he walked to the bathtub and turned on the faucet to the maximum, then sat in with Han Yun in his arms.

He didn't take off his clothes, and the light and slim white shirt stuck tightly to his body as soon as it got wet.Fu Qinghe bent his legs, put Han Yun on his knees, kept the warm water just below the height of the cat's chin, then turned off the faucet, and gently and meticulously washed him with water.

"Don't be afraid," Fu Qinghe gently stroked Han Yun's back, comforting in a low voice, "I won't let you choke on water, don't worry."

Han Yun's cat hair was wet with clear water. Standing on Fu Qinghe's knee, he saw his own reflection in the water with a glance - like a hairy skeleton. He was so scared that he groaned and followed Fu Qinghe His thighs slipped into the water, his limbs fluttered desperately like a drowning landlubber, trying hard to grab Fu Qinghe's upper body, hoping to return to land.

But I don't know where his paw accidentally touched, causing Fu Qinghe to groan, and his upper body couldn't help arching slightly, which made Han Yun lose his strength and fell into the water at once. Fortunately, Fu Qinghe moved fast enough, and immediately Fish it up.

Han Yun spat out the water in his mouth. At this moment, he was facing Fu Qinghe's chest. Han Yun narrowed his eyes, pressed the pink and tender meat pad on the red bean he touched when he was flustered just now, and then leaned over and stuck out his tongue to lick it. licked.

"Hmm..." Fu Qinghe gritted his teeth to hold back the out-of-toned moan.The cat's tongue has barbs, which bring a painful and itchy feeling like an electric current rushing from the tailbone to the nerve endings, making him almost unable to bear the shuddering pleasure.

Han Yun found it interesting, and couldn't help but became good at touching with his paws again. The nails protruding from the pads scratched it lightly, and Fu Qinghe's voice suddenly became sharp: "Don't..." He hurriedly supported Han Yun Yun's body picked it up, and what he saw immediately was a funny cat face with eyes narrowed and a smile.

"Han Yun..."

Fu Qinghe called him helplessly, his hoarse and magnetic voice seductive for no reason.

Han Yun called softly: "Mimi Mimi."

Fu Qinghe, who was fascinated by the cuteness, managed to maintain his sanity, pinched Han Yun by the waist, turned Han Yun over, helped him clean his belly, and at the same time silently walked around the position of Haw.

After the difficult bath, Fu Qinghe changed himself into clean new clothes before taking out Han Yun, who was wrapped in a bath towel, and turned on the hair dryer to the lowest setting to blow his fur off little by little.

Soon, the skeleton cat successfully transformed back into a fluffy Ragdoll.

Han Yun stood in front of the mirror for a long time. The beauty of the puppet cat is simply captivating all living beings. Its small face, round and big cat eyes, and the deep and vast blue are as broad as it can contain everything, soft and smooth. The fur makes it look round and fluffy, just looking at it makes people feel loved.

Han Yun couldn't help rippling, he was really jealous of her beauty, but when he was a human, he would never be able to hug him.

……

After talking to Fu Qinghe, the seven days of being a cat are not difficult, because the cat is lethargic, and the short waking time is enough for him to have fun.

Take one of these days as an example, Han Yun would go out to the garden of the community to find Corgi after waking up every morning and have a full meal, and have a cordial and friendly exchange between the two races; go home at noon for dinner, and then go to bed; Amuse oneself for a while - Fu Qinghe specially circled a corner and made him a children's paradise, which has small swings, slides and a small pool of ocean balls - sleep after playing tired, eat after waking up, and eat enough After drinking enough, Fu Qinghe will wait for you to take a bath, um, it is still a mandarin duck bath between the two races; then continue to eat supper, and finally lie on Fu Qinghe's lap and fall asleep, and he will hug him to the bed to cover him late at night Put on the quilt and sleep together until dawn.

In addition, Han Yun's spare time activities are to cause trouble for Fu Qinghe, such as jumping on the keyboard when he uses the computer to handle official business, leaving garbled characters on the screen, and then squatting on the keyboard waiting for Fu Qinghe's "tribute" '.After Han Yun was [-]% full, he took out the rest of the snacks and distributed them to the stray cats, enjoying the same Elvis treatment as the stars holding the moon.

But it was probably too smooth for meow life, which made Han Yun's vigilance and vigilance a lot, which also directly led to the embarrassing situation where he directly recovered his human form on Fu Qinghe's bed on the seventh day—while he was still asleep. .

Because of the cat's lethargy, Fu Qinghe usually wakes up earlier than Han Yun. When he quietly stroked the back of the puppet cat, he saw a flash of white light, and the body under his palm changed from soft and smooth fur to human-like Smooth skin, and the position changed from Mao'er's back to Han Yun's waist.

Fu Qinghe was so frightened by this sudden change that his whole body became stiff, but his hand was still on Han Yun's waist, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

Fu Qinghe held his breath and touched it lightly along his waistline. The smooth and delicate warm touch made him stiff again.

Han Yun was wearing the loose shorts and t-shirt that he put on before turning into a cat. His sleeping appearance was irregular. After turning into a cat, his small body allowed him to let himself go, so he is now with one leg across Fu Qinghe's waist On the bed, with one leg spread apart, and his hands clasped on his chest like a cat, he fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Qinghe licked his lips uncomfortably, and suddenly felt a little parched. He carefully tried to remove Han Yun's legs from his body.But the movement was too light, Han Yun impatiently dawdled for a while, and then Fu Qinghe realized that he was hard.

In fact, Fu Qinghe is a bit old-fashioned and withdrawn, even boring.Such an obvious physiological reaction usually only occurs when he has been abstinent for more than two months, and then Fu Qinghe will deal with it with his hands in a perfunctory manner, because he has no emotional addiction, so he does not feel any pleasure in this behavior to speak of.

But now—and that day in the tub—everything is different.It was like sporadic fire falling into a haystack, not to mention sparks starting a prairie fire, but it quickly swept through his mind with an irreversible and uncontrollable force, burning the reason he was struggling to maintain bit by bit.

Fu Qinghe stared at Han Yun's side face, he licked his lips again, like a puppet cat secretly sleeping, leaned over again, and kissed his lips lightly.

Fu Qinghe had never kissed anyone before, so he could only imitate the kissing scene that appeared in the movie and lick and kiss Han Yun's lower lip. The soft touch that he had never experienced made him want more. Fu Qinghe embraced The hand on Han Yun's waist unconsciously increased his strength and began to rub it back and forth, but just when he was about to go further, Han Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

In fact—not all of a sudden, you know it's hard to stay asleep when someone is licking and sucking your mouth like a lollipop, not to mention that person is pinching your waist.

Han Yun tried his best to put on a serious face: "You know you're molesting a cat... eh?" After he finished speaking, he realized that he had changed back. After a few seconds of silence, Han Yun withdrew himself in embarrassment. The legs on Fu Qinghe's body, "Sorry, I, I didn't mean to."

"Don't be sorry." Fu Qinghe said hoarsely, "I... I'm glad you do this."

Han Yun: "??"

Fu Qinghe's eyes made him feel chilly all over, he subconsciously put his naked left leg under the quilt, and then another body wrapped around him told him - this was definitely a wrong decision.

"Qinghe," Han Yun brushed off the quilt and sat up and quickly moved back, "I think I should go, I have to go to work later." But when he stood on the ground, Han Yun found that he was not Without clothes to wear to work, I had to stand there stupidly.

Han Yun silently cast his eyes on Fu Qinghe.

Fu Qinghe smiled: "Put on mine first."

He took a new suit and shirt from the closet, Han Yun reached out to take them, but Fu Qinghe moved away slightly: "Take off your clothes, I'll help you put them on."

Han Yun: "...do you still remember that I am no longer a cat?"

"What does it matter?" Fu Qinghe smiled, reached out to pull the hem of Han Yun's T-shirt to help him take off his clothes, then shook off the shirt and put it on, "Come on, raise your hand."

Han Yun watched Fu Qinghe help him button his shirt with some awkwardness: "Qinghe..."

"Why?" Fu Qinghe looked into his eyes and asked softly, "I thought that even if you don't like me, you won't hate me, Han Yun?"

"I don't hate you." Han Yun touched his nose, "But..."

He really couldn't understand why people with this face fell in love with her every time?And it's getting faster and faster every time, and it doesn't make sense every time, it's just inexplicable.And now that this issue is mentioned, it's hard for Han Yun not to realize that every script ends with him and the owner of this face being together.

He was a little confused, is this the only way to get out of the script?However, the current process does not show the meaning of the climax or the ending of the plot at all. Han Yun treated the script very carefully this time, and did not make any mistakes.

He sighed in distress, "But, I didn't like you either."

"There's always a chance," Fu Qinghe said, giving Han Yun a kiss on the cheek, "As long as you don't hate me, Amao."

The corner of Han Yun's mouth twitched: "What kind of fucking name is that?"

Fu Qinghe thought for a while, "Or do you like me to call you Zai Zai?"

Han Yun's black face: "Shut up!"

Fu Qinghe: "Azai?"

Han Yun smiled: "Fu Qinghe, is it more suitable for me to go to Su Chengzheng the next time I turn into a cat?"

"no!"

Hearing this, Fu Qinghe instantly frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. The name Su Chengzheng woke him up, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "You still like him? Even if you know that he likes He Jia?"

Han Yun blinked: "I didn't—"

"Then let's be together," Fu Qinghe interrupted him after the negative word appeared, "Zai Zai, let's try together, just give it a try, if you don't like us, we can separate, okay?"

Han Yun looked at him with a half-smile: "I will think about it—provided you are obedient."

"I will be obedient," Fu Qinghe said in a low voice, and let out a few hoarse and seductive laughs from his throat, "Zai Zai, I am willing to do anything for you."

Han Yun: "..."

He just wants to offer an emoji now: Babe, Dad is very disappointed in you.jpg

……

Their lives haven't changed much since they got together, but Su Chengzheng has changed a lot, as if he and Fu Qinghe had switched personalities, the whole person became a little taciturn, and he didn't mention the drunk day when Han Yun asked He Jia to go late at night Taking care of him, and even communicating with Han Yun other than work has been greatly reduced to a few words of daily greeting.

Regarding this, Han Yun was naturally secretly relieved. After all, no one would like his boss to always make things difficult for him and maliciously increase some completely unnecessary work.

After getting off work this day, several employees in the office met to have a barbecue, and then went to the bar to have a high night, and then slept for a whole weekend.

Han Yun was also idle, so he didn't refuse.When they were discussing which bar was good and cheap, Su Chengzheng came out with a teacup.

The secretary, Sister Yuan, asked based on the principle of politeness. Given that Mr. Su seemed to be in a bad mood these days, she didn't think that the other party would agree to go to such a noisy occasion.But what was surprising was that after glancing at them, Su Chengzheng nodded and agreed, and after asking the time and place, he walked into the tea room with an expressionless face.

This little accident directly caused everyone to be a little reluctant to let go during the barbecue at night. This kind of restraint did not get better until they went to the bar. Probably because of the infection of the atmosphere, after a few glasses of wine, everyone started to fight After getting up, I decided to use Truth or Dare to warm up the scene and then play Werewolf.

Unfortunately, Han Yun didn't have much luck tonight. After turning to him twice in a row and choosing the truth, and answering questions like 'when was the first kiss' and 'how old were you and the first night', he resolutely Choose the big adventure.

——However, the situation is not much better, because the title of his big adventure is 'ask your second friend from the right to suck a card with his mouth, and then you take it in the same way'.

Han Yun looked at Su Chengzheng who was sitting on his right, speechless.

Others screamed and booed, this kind of sound blended into the atmosphere of the bar very well, everyone was having fun, no one thought there was anything wrong with it.

Su Chengzheng randomly drew a card from the side poker, "Come on."

Han Yun: "...Oh."

The cards are no better than facial tissues, because they are a bit thick and not easy to absorb, so Han Yun moved quickly to try to understand the matter immediately, but unexpectedly, he was a step slower, and the cards just slipped from Su Chengzheng's mouth when he leaned forward The upper and lower fell, and the two lips were pressed together without any gaps.

Han Yun: "..."

The booing around became louder, not only from colleagues, but also from other guests in the bar, shouting the word 'together' loudly.

Su Chengzheng looked down at him quietly, Han Yun wanted to back away, but he held the back of his head and lightly bit his lips.The ghost screams of the guests suddenly rose by more than ten decibels, and people continued to join the booing team, but on the contrary, Han Yun's colleagues fell silent after looking at each other.

Han Yun was stunned for a moment, since he didn't communicate much with Su Chengzheng since the day he got drunk, and he didn't have a chance to tell him that he was already with Fu Qinghe.But now that there are too many outsiders, it is obviously not a good time.

He was silent for a while, and Sister Yuan and several other male colleagues stood up and explained to everyone that they were just playing a game. After a while, they calmed down again. Seeing his embarrassing eyes turning left and right, Su Chengzheng raised the corners of his mouth Picking out a frivolous and unrestrained smile that I haven't seen for a long time, just like the unruly look at the beginning.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else." He said to Han Yun, casually picked up the glass and took a sip, "It's just a habitual reaction, don't take it to heart."

Since Su Chengzheng had given the steps, everyone followed suit and revealed the matter, and started a werewolf killing game, and the loser was punished with three glasses of wine.

An hour later, Han Yun, who couldn't keep up with the pace of the young man, held his head in a daze, thinking that it was not suitable to travel today, why didn't he check the almanac first?

Everyone was uproarious until after twelve o'clock, and most of the men and women passed out drunk. Su Chengzheng arranged for his colleagues who were still awake to send the others back, and then helped Han Yun, who was lying on the sofa with misty eyes, up.

Sister Yuan's heart skipped a beat: "Boss Su, why don't I send Han Zhu back—"

"It's fine if I come." Su Chengzheng said calmly, "Go back and rest early."

"...Okay, you too, go to bed earlier."

Han Yun was so drunk that almost his entire weight was on Su Chengzheng.

The game of Werewolf Killing was simply the biggest challenge to his IQ—you can see how many times he has lost from the fact that other people drink all kinds of foreign wine before getting drunk, but he can get drunk just drinking cocktails.Oh, the little friends who are on the same side as him in the game should also look at the almanac before going out next time, at least when playing the game, if you are lucky, you don't want to share with your pig teammates.

Su Chengzheng walked out through the corridor with his arms around his waist. Many passers-by whistled at Han Yun, who was leaning on his shoulder with half-closed eyes, in exchange for Su Chengzheng's ferocious glaring like a beast.

And Han Yun still muttered unconsciously: "Werewolf...I'm not a werewolf, I'm a prophet...hiccup...a ​​prophet..."

Su Chengzheng couldn't help laughing, and echoed, "Well, you are a prophet."

He helped Han Yun into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, but when he was about to go out, he grabbed his arm. When he looked up, he found Han Yun staring at him with blazing eyes: "Say! Are you a hunter!"

Su Chengzheng said, "Well, I'm a hunter."

He closed the car door, walked around to the other side and sat in the driver's seat, when Han Yun yelled again: "Liar! You must be a hopping hunter, and you are obviously a witch."

Su Chengzheng started the car and drove out of the underground parking lot. The tantrum Han Yun was unexpectedly cute. He said, "Yes, I'm a witch."

"Then you... hiccup, use it, uh... do you have the poison and antidote?"

"Yes," Su Chengzheng said, "I saved you with the antidote."

Han Yun slammed the car window and laughed loudly: "Idiot! I'm a werewolf! You saved the wrong one!"

The car drove into the empty tunnel. Su Chengzheng kept the speed steady. He took the time to turn his head and glance at Han Yun. The flushed handsome face of the other party was blurred under the bright and dim street lights. Su Chengzheng turned his head and looked at the road ahead, his hands unconscious. He buckled the steering wheel firmly: "It's okay."

He whispered, "No matter what, I will give you the antidote."