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Raising a dog is really no different from raising a child. You have to control food, control, and discipline.

If you speak human language to a child, the child can at least understand the meaning of an adult, but if you speak human language to a dog, the dog may not be able to understand it.

At noon, Peng Peng slipped out through the crack of the door when Duan Yan opened the door to receive the courier.

From sneaking away to being caught, it took only two or three minutes. Peng Peng was like a different dog. He was covered in mud, and there was nothing clean from the top of his head to his toenails.

Duan Yan was so pissed off that he just took a bath yesterday and turned into such a mess today.

"Which leg stepped out of the threshold first?! Tell me!" Duan Yan held a thin bamboo, forced the dog into a corner, and asked sharply, "The front leg or the hind leg?"

Of course the dog would not answer, it squatted on the spot without saying a word, raised a pair of dark eyes, and looked innocently at the fluttering bamboo in Duan Yan's hand.

"Still pretending for me? If you pretend again, I will hit all four legs together!"

In the end, Duan Yan still couldn't do anything. After all, these dogs were so delicate and precious that they were really going to be broken. Later, they had to pay for a doctor by themselves, which was a blood loss.

It took more than an hour to give Peng Peng a bath again. Afterwards, Duan Yan was tired and paralyzed on the sofa, with a look of lovelessness on his face, and he didn't want to move.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand what he is doing. He obviously hates Duan Chenglin so much, but now he wants to take over this kennel with serious deficits for him in order to get Duan Chenglin's inheritance. He doesn't hate these dogs, but he doesn't want to My daily life revolves around these dogs.

Just yesterday, he was dragged to the CDC by Xiang Mingqiu for a rabies vaccination.

This matter is also very depressing. The nurse who gave him the injection was really inferior. The place where he was pierced by the needle is still painful. I thought it would be done in one go, but only to find out that there are still four needles left. It's annoying to die in installments.

"Brother Yan, why are you in a bad mood again? You always have a sullen face, beware of becoming paralyzed."

Wang Keyi was sitting at the dining table eating snacks while painting. When he raised his head to talk to Duan Yan, the long black ponytail on the back of his head flicked and flicked happily, just like its owner.

"To be clear, what does it mean that I am "in a bad mood"?"

"I heard from Brother Qiu. He said that you were bitten by a dog a few days ago. You are in a bad mood and your temper is so bad."

"That Akita... is that guy really telling you that?"

"OK."

Without further ado, Duan Yan picked up his phone and sent two WeChat messages to Xiang Mingqiu.

[Duan Yan]: [You are such a bastard! .JPG]

[Duan Yan]: [The gas becomes a mutated puffer fish! .JPG]

Soon, new information came back, stating that Xiang Mingqiu's name had been changed to "Akita Dog" at some point.

[Akita Dog]: What's wrong?

Duan Yan didn't type, and after sending him twenty emoticons in one go, he quit WeChat, put the front of the phone on the table, and never looked at the messages again.

After spending several days with Wang Keyi, Duan Yan had a general understanding of the girl.

Her family is engaged in import and export business, and her father is often on business trips due to work, so her mother is usually in charge of housekeeping, and there is also a younger brother who is about to enter junior high school.

When Duan Yan asked Wang Keyi about the original intention of painting, her reason was very simple, because she loves to watch animation, and after a long time, she will be subtly influenced by some animation works.

She told Duan Yan frankly that her dream in the future is to be a manga practitioner. When she first learned how to draw, she didn't know how to draw, so she just copied the contents of the manga by herself.

Duan Yan casually picked out a few comic books from the pile of comic books that Wang Keyi brought over and looked through them. Almost all of them were romance comics, and they were about gay sex.

It’s not a big deal, Duan Yan remembered that when he was studying in the past, there were many girls in his class who liked to read books of this kind of subject. Although some of their boys were not interested, they would often take the initiative to borrow them because they were too curious. Have fun.

But then again, he had a few questions that he didn't understand.

What the hell is the ABO here? Isn't Alpha a symbol in a mathematical formula?Why are there so many sexes?How could two men still have a baby?

Those BL texts in the past were not written like this.

In these years, not only communication technology has developed rapidly, but also Danmei culture has advanced by leaps and bounds?

"Brother Yan, so you also like to read this?" Wang Keyi was overjoyed to see him flipping through the ABO manga.

"I don't love it." Duan Yan closed the book again and put it back to its original place, "You often read this kind of stuff, does your family have any objections?"

Wang Keyi N said: "My parents are very open-minded and don't care about me. Two days ago, they asked me to bring my boyfriend home for dinner. By the way, Brother Yan, have you seen my boyfriend? ? He's so handsome! He's the top grader in our grade..."

Come on, start showing affection again.

Duan Yan glanced at the man's photo, disapproving.

"Brother Yan, you are also very handsome, were you a super grass before?"

"I am a tree."

"Oh......"

When talking about her little boyfriend, Wang Keyi always talks endlessly. He has already started planning for the future even before he graduated from high school. He will get married immediately after graduating from college and will have three children in the future.

"You are a little ghost, do you know what it means to have children?" Duan Yan tugged at her ponytail, "If you have children, you will be responsible for them for the rest of your life. If you can't make them happy, you might as well not have them."

"Brother Yan, you speak so emotionally, have you ever given birth to a child?"

"how is this possible."

"I'm just fantasizing about it. Life is unpredictable, and I may not do it in the future."

Wang Keyi's topic changed quickly, and immediately began to talk about other things: "Brother Yan, you are so good at painting, why don't you become a painter?"

Duan Yan didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "I like to eat grilled steaks, do I have to be a chef?"

There are some things that Duan Yan doesn't want to talk about. He once dreamed of painting as a career, but Duan Chenglin didn't allow it.

Not only painting, but on the road of growing up, he had many ideas about the future, and Duan Chenglin vetoed them one by one in the end.

Duan Chenglin always told him that he should think more about the Duan family, and not just do what he likes. Because of this matter, the father and son had quarreled countless times.

On the other hand, Wang Keyi, as soon as the little girl told her family that she was going to draw comics in the future, his father immediately patted his chest and promised that one day his daughter would publish a collection of works, and he would spend a lot of money to help her promote it.

As parents, why is there such a big gap?

In the middle of the night, as soon as Xiang Mingqiu arrived at Rex, an employee rushed towards him.

"Boss, there is a strange person in our store. That guy has been occupying the seat all night, and he refuses to order wine. He insists on asking us to serve him Wangzai milk. This is a nightclub, where is there any Wangzai milk?" Baby Milk, I think he is clearly here to make trouble."

"Oh? Really? Where is he?"

Xiang Mingqiu looked in the direction of the employee's finger, and a man in black was sitting in the corner. Although the distance was a bit far, Xiang Mingqiu recognized Duan Yan at a glance.

He patted the employee on the shoulder: "Okay, just leave it to me, and you can do other things."

Xiang Mingqiu didn't go to look for Duan Yan immediately, he turned around and walked out from Rex, and entered a convenience store across the street.

Five minutes later, Xiang Mingqiu returned to the nightclub and put the heavy bag in front of Duan Yan.

"Wangzai milk, have you drank it today?" He smiled, took out the Wangzai milk in the bag, arranged them in a neat row, and introduced: "The red one is the original flavor, and the green one is the apple flavor. Whichever you want."

Duan Yan looked at Wangzai Milk on the table, then turned his gaze to Xiang Mingqiu's face, he hesitated to speak.

"Why is it so quiet tonight?" Xiang Mingqiu teased, not aware of his emotions, "Drink slowly by yourself, brother won't disturb you."

"Xiang Mingqiu!" Seeing that he turned to leave, Duan Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to tug at Xiang Mingqiu's clothes. After hesitating for a while, he said sullenly, "Are you free? Chat for a while?"