If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Joe's mount was in a complicated mood. He looked into those misty eyes and asked him, "Want to say 'drive'?"

Luo Wangshu nodded his head vigorously, and it was rare for him to answer quite simply and loudly, instead of the soft tone before: "I think."

Qiao Wei couldn't help chuckling a few times, and replied without hesitation: "Okay."

He knelt down on the spot, waited for Luo Wangshu to "drive" before standing up again, and supported him steadily towards the hotel amidst the satisfied laughter of the little white rabbit.

Qiao Wei didn't choose the hotels closest to the parking lot, and walked towards the star-rated hotel that was definitely not close.The hygienic conditions of ordinary hotels cannot be absolutely guaranteed, Qiao Wei is really worried.

A small square is designed in front of the hotel foyer. There is not much greenery, surrounded by a circle of musical fountains. In the circular pool stands the swan sculpture of the hotel logo. There are some white water lilies in the water, and then go to the foyer. It is a flat ground paved with marble, which is extremely simple.

When Qiao Wei walked through the circle of pools with Luo Wangshu on his back, a family of three happened to come out of the foyer, and the child who ran in the front was holding a Samoyed puppy emitting cute waves all over his body.

The two passed by them, Qiao Wei didn't pay much attention, but Luo Wangshu took a deep look back.

"Baozi." Luo Wangshu looked away, and a soft voice rang in Qiao Wei's ear.

"Huh?" Qiao Wei didn't know why he suddenly popped up the name of a food, thinking that he had misheard, and asked him. "What did you say?"

"Baozi." Luo Wangshu repeated again. He had always been familiar with the man carrying him, but he stopped there. He couldn't remember who it was. Subconsciously, he felt that this man would satisfy his demands unconditionally. Eyes full of anticipation. "I want it, Baozi."

Qiao Wei paused for a moment: "Do you want to eat buns?"

Generally, drunk people have no appetite. They can't taste anything in their mouths after eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and they still feel loss of appetite. Why does this little drunk still propose to eat.

"Buns, you can't eat them." Luo Wangshu retorted him, and didn't look at him in disappointment. He tightened his arms around his neck, rested his face on his elbows, and cast his eyes on the mural in the hotel lobby.

Qiao Wei looked back and saw Luo Wangshu temporarily refusing to communicate with him, smiled gently, and followed his words: "Of course you can't eat buns, we don't eat them."

Hearing what he said, Luo Wangshu turned his eyes back again, smiled with satisfaction, and nodded blankly: "Yeah."

The honey in the heart overflowed, poured into the limbs along the blood vessels, and Qiao Wei was sweet and greasy from head to toe.

He carried Luo Wangshu on his back to the front desk, and then walked to the elevator under the guidance of the waiter.

The elevator door was about to open, Qiao Wei suddenly realized something, turned to the waiter and said, "Excuse me, please prepare a glass of freshly squeezed grape juice."

The waiter could see the stupefied face of the handsome young man on his back, and suggested, "Do you need a small pot of honey water?"

There are also guests who like to drink alcohol on weekdays. The hotel will always prepare honey and hangover tea for the convenience of guests.

"No need." Qiao Wei declined. "He's a little nauseated, it's better to drink some acid."

"Okay." The waiter nodded slightly to him. "I will send the gentlemen to the room first, and then the grape juice."

"You can go get ready now." The elevator door opened in front of him, Qiao Wei glanced inside, then turned back to look at Luo Wangshu, who was lying on his shoulder and quietly half-closed his eyes, his eyebrows were full of affection drown. "He felt uncomfortable in the car, and the weightlessness of the elevator would be even more uncomfortable. I took him up the stairs."

"... But, but," the waiter was startled by him, and he stuttered. "Sir, your room is on the sixteenth floor." He looked at the elevator and then back again: "Besides, weightlessness only happens for a moment, this..."

Qiao Wei signaled him not to continue talking with his eyes, and walked steadily towards the stairs not far from the elevator with Luo Wangshu on his back, leaving the dumbfounded waiter standing alone in front of the elevator.

Although Qiao Wei's figure is not as strong as that of a fitness expert, he does not neglect to exercise on weekdays, and the exercise methods are extremely targeted. His physical strength is even much better than that of ordinary muscular men. He climbed up to the sixteenth floor with an adult man on his back It's nothing to him.

What's more, the person on his back is still Luo Wangshu, even if he can't do it, then he can do it.

"Are we looking for buns?" Walking up a few steps, Luo Wang slowly realized that there were only the two of them left here, and asked him in his ear.

Qiao Wei was tickled by the heat, and said with a light smile, "You're not looking for your father anymore?"

Luo Wangshu frowned and thought for a moment, seemed to weigh the difference between Baozi and Dad, and replied: "Look for Baozi tonight, and Dad tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll find buns for you tonight." Qiao Wei had never coaxed anyone so patiently as before. "I'll take you to rest first, and when you wake up, I will find the buns."

"Can't wait." Luo Wangshu's voice suddenly lowered and elongated, with a hint of sadness in his eagerness. "Wait, the buns will be gone."

Qiao Wei went upstairs very slowly, ensuring that every step was steady enough.He didn't respond to him immediately, but carefully recalled the first time Luo Wangshu mentioned the steamed stuffed bun. He remembered that he had just entered the lobby of the hotel, and a family of three happened to walk out.

After Luo Wangshu saw them, he started to say "baozi".

Those three people didn't know Luo Wangshu well, so Luo Wangshu couldn't possibly be looking for someone among them.

In addition to the human, there was also a white puppy. Qiao Wei thought, could the little guy be looking for a dog?

The breed of the puppy seemed to be Samoyed. Qiao Wei focused on the Samoyed puppy, and soon thought of Luo Wangshu's Samoyed portrait that had never been changed since a few years ago.

"Baozi, is it a dog?" Qiao Wei asked Luo Wangshu to confirm.

"It's a dog." A gleam of light flashed through Luo Wangshu's foggy eyes. "Mine is very good."

"You need to find your dog, is it lost?" Before that, Qiao Wei didn't know that Luo Wangshu had a dog before. "Where did you lose it?"

Luo Wangshu's eyebrows that had just been stretched slowly frowned again, his eyes were empty, thinking hard.

"No hurry." Qiao Wei reassured him. "Sleep and think about it."

"Buns, I picked them up." For a moment, Luo Wangshu couldn't think of where he and the dog met for the last time, so he had to tell Qiao Wei slowly from the beginning. "I picked it up with Brother An Rang after school."

Qiao Wei paused for a second, encouraging him: "Well, I remembered, baby is awesome."

"Brother An Rang said, you can't raise it, the family is busy, so you can't take care of it well." Luo Wangshu whispered slowly in his ear in a slightly confused and serious tone. "But, Baozi... called me at that time."

"So you couldn't bear it, so you brought the buns home?" Qiao Wei completed for him. "Did you choose Baozi's name?"

"Yes." Luo Wangshu blinked, and his eyes clearly conveyed the message of seeking praise. "Does it sound good?"

"It's very nice, the name is very good." Qiao Wei said it as a compliment. "Why do you call it a bun?"

Luo Wangshu, who had fulfilled his wish, smiled triumphantly, and was so drunk that he rarely finished a sentence without a pause: "I picked it up at the entrance of the steamed stuffed bun shop."

Others eat buns, but he picks them up.

"That's great." Qiao Wei chuckled. "Then what?"

"Then... Baozi is sick, take him to see a doctor, I'll take care of him, and it will be fine." Luo Wangshu hugged him, put his hot cheek against Qiao Wei's neck, and said drunkenly. "Mom and Dad are busy and are not here. I will take Baozi for a walk."

"So sensible." Qiao Wei was pressed against him, always wanting to kiss him.

The little drunk snorted and laughed a couple of times after being praised by him. After laughing, he thought of something, and suddenly felt aggrieved: "But... I lost it."

"Didn't you pull the rope tight?" Qiao Wei guessed.

"Someone took it away." Luo Wangshu turned his head, which was not so brightly affected by alcohol, and slowly remembered. "Riding a motorcycle, snatched it from behind in one fell swoop."

There were a few crying voices mixed in as he spoke, which made Qiao Wei's heart twitch and ache.

"With the collar, it's gone." Luo Wangshu gestured in front of Qiao Wei with his hand. "I can't catch up, Baozi, keep screaming." After he finished making gestures, he hugged Qiao Wei tightly, his nasal voice gradually became apparent, the more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and the more aggrieved he became: "No one will help me, Baozi."

Qiao Wei's heart ached badly, and when she turned her head, she saw Luo Wangshu pitifully resting her chin on her arm, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were not focused, she was looking forward empty, her eyes were watery, and even her eyelashes were swollen. There was a layer of water, the corners of the eyes were red, and the mouth was tightly pursed, desperately trying not to let the tears overflow.

Qiao Wei couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.

Sensing Qiao Wei looking at him, Luo Wangshu also looked at him with wet eyes, and finally thought of where he lost the bun: "Changhe...the park."

Qiao Wei stopped on the floor, quickly and gently kissed his eyes, Luo Wangshu closed his eyes subconsciously, and Qiao Wei's lips were immediately soaked in salty liquid.

With his back on his back, he kissed and wiped away his tears little by little, and asked him hoarsely, "How old were you then?"

Luo Wangshu thought for a while: "Eight years old."

Qiao Wei's heart ached even more.

An eight-year-old child picked up a sick dog that was abandoned, treated it carefully, took the recovered pet out for a walk with joy, and watched his treasure being snatched away by the dog dealer.

His parents were away, and no one helped him. He was still so young, so he must have cried a lot.

That scene was remembered by the little boy for many years, until he grew into a dazzling young man, and he always used the Satsuma head portrait he drew himself.

"I can't get it back, right." Luo Wangshu drooped his eyelashes, and tears seemed to be about to fall.

He couldn't find it anymore, Qiao Wei kissed him on the cheek again, after so many years, he couldn't find it for a long time.

"Yes." Qiao Wei pressed his forehead against his. "The buns are still there."

Luo Wangshu raised his eyes to look at him: "Where is it?"

Qiao Wei kissed on the tip of his nose: "Aren't I behind your back here?"

Luo Wangshu was stunned for a moment, his half-closed eyes widened slightly due to drunkenness: "You...are you a bun?" No wonder the look looks familiar.

"Yes, I'm Baozi." Qiao Wei couldn't bear to see him make an expression that was about to cry, and coaxed him softly. "You can't find me, I came back by myself."

Luo Wangshu was puzzled: "But, you are human."

"I devote myself to cultivation," Qiao Wei said without blinking. "Now it becomes..."

"I've become a monster." The drunk Luo Wangshu was like a child, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly.

Qiao Wei: "..."

He wanted to say immortal.

"Yes." Qiao Wei replied with a smile, the monsters are monsters.

"Well, the hair is gone." Luo Wangshu touched his face, then his neck.

Qiao Wei continued to walk upstairs, and tilted his head towards him: "There are still some on the head."

There are also below, Joe Rogue added in his heart.

"Hmm..." Luo Wangshu rubbed his hair as expected, just like petting a dog. "The previous fur was softer."

Being rubbed like a dog, and being dismissed as having hair without dog hair, Qiao Wei is angry and funny. Does this mean that people are not as good as dogs?

"Do you still want to have a dog in the future?" Qiao Wei asked him after climbing up one floor.

Luo Wangshu hugged the neck of his own "baozi" and replied, "It's enough to support you."

Qiao Wei's heartbeat missed another half a beat: "Now I'm taking care of you, what else do you want to take care of?"

Luo Wangshu thought quietly, and just when Qiao Wei thought he was about to say what he wanted to raise, Luo Wangshu said, "You are a dog, why... raise me?"

Old Dog Joe: "..."

"If you want to read novels, I will continue to write books." Qiao Wei, who was forced to be in the same class as dogs, laughed angrily. "If you don't want to watch it, I'll take you to Italy." He paused: "You can stay here, you can go wherever you want."

"Baozi, that's amazing." Luo Wangshu patted the dog's head and smiled gratifiedly. "grown up."

Old Dog Joe: "..."

He was even a little proud.

"Now, I can't raise it anymore." Luo Wangshu sighed. "I have to go to school, my parents are also busy, no one at home...will get sick and get lost."

"We'll raise it together after that." Qiao Wei wanted to say that he could help take care of it, but Luo Wangshu stayed at school more throughout the year. If the dog was taken care of by Qiao Wei all the year round, then the dog's first owner might not be Luo Hope relieved. "At that time, we will build a big courtyard, and you can raise as many as you want."

Luo Wangshu squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while, a group of golden retriever Samoyed huskies ran past group after group in his mind, he tapped his hand like a little emperor, and made a decision: "Okay!"

Full of air.

When he reached the ninth floor, Qiao Wei held back for a long time, and asked him as he climbed the stairs: "What do you think of Gu Anrang...?"

He didn't want to use Luo Wangshu's drunken unconsciousness to explore such questions, but he just heard this person's name from Luo Wangshu's mouth, and he couldn't help it.

"Brother Anrang," Luo Wangshu replied leisurely. "I know how to take care of people, but I'm too busy with work..." He tilted his head and thought for a while, looked at Qiao Wei, and made a final conclusion: "He's a good guy, like my dad."

Qiao Wei: "..."

The answer was impeccable.

Qiao Wei felt a little dark in his heart.

"What about me?" Qiao Wei tried not to let the corner of his mouth show the loneliness of the winner, and continued to ask in a natural tone.

Luo Wangshu looked at him and blinked, and also thought for a while: "Baozi, it's a good dog."

Joe Summer: "..."

Why does he have the feeling of shooting himself in the foot with a rock.

"I mean, Qiao Wei." Qiao Wei stepped up another step helplessly. "Do you remember him?"

"Qiao Wei," Luo Wangshu nodded vigorously. Unlike the previous two rounds of questions and answers, he answered without hesitation this time, simply and concisely, enunciating words clearly, without stopping. "Qiao Wei is shameless."