There are bases to ride on

The second day of bubble cold.

He rests at home alone.Ann went out in the morning and went to the convenience store to hand over their stall. The timing was just right and she got a good sale from the shop owner.

Bubbles can't quite understand, the boss said buy down and sell up.Recently, the boss is always reading some books with a lot of words, most of which are found on the shelves of convenience stores, and some are in the second-hand bookstore downstairs.

There is also a sick little Corgi at home, and Ann came back early today.

The sound of his key being inserted into the door sounded, and Bubble's figure appeared at the door of the room simultaneously.

He was wearing a one-piece pajamas of a little green dinosaur, and he twisted his body when he walked, like a plush doll that can only walk.He was still holding the tip of the dinosaur's tail in one hand.

As we all know, there is no limit to the energy of this corgi, Bubble, even when he is sleeping.Ann also asked him to sleep in unlined clothes and shorts. After a while, the hem of his clothes and trousers were also rolled up.

To save trouble, An simply bought this set of one-piece pajamas for Pao Pao.Let's see if he can turn this one up too.

Bubble came out of the room to greet the boss.

This kind of one-piece pajamas is generally designed with a very loose body. In order to wear comfortably, no lines can be seen when worn.

However, the clothes were looser and looser, and behind the little Corgi, there were still two extremely round arcs pushed out arrogantly.

That's right, it's up.

He twisted and twisted as he walked, and his movements seemed to have sound effects, which was very eye-catching.

Ann came back and brought lunch for the two of them.After Bubble finished his meal, An stared at him again and drank the cold medicine.And after inquiring and learning that this corgi had watched cartoons all morning, he simply carried him back to bed to sleep.

Nothing happened today.There is no work and nothing to do.

They haven't had such a leisurely time in a long time.You can stay together aimlessly like this all day long.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was covered with a layer of darkness, which made people relax physically and mentally.After finishing all this, An also lay down next to Bubble and slept with him.

After watching cartoons for too long, Bubble really didn't fall asleep so easily.After a while, he opened his eyes and secretly glanced at the boss.

Ann put a palm over his eyes, trying to calm him down for a moment.

There was a little itchiness in the palm of my hand.Bubble's eyelashes flicked up and down cautiously in his palm, but he just couldn't sleep well.

An finally asked him aloud, "Can't you sleep?"

Bubbles lay on the pillow and nodded vigorously.

Ann: "In this case, how about we write your favorite matts together."

Bubble: "Good night, boss."

Ann smiled: "Good night, Bubble."

It should be good afternoon, but Bubble's vocabulary is just that.Fortunately, after this sentence, the room finally returned to calm, and I believe this corgi can sleep peacefully now.

An put an arm around Bubble's waist again, and closed her eyes.

On a comfortable and quiet noon, only the sound of gentle breathing remained in the room.Just lying down for a while, the lazy drowsiness is naturally brewing.

Ann's arm naturally hung down at the position of the waist behind Bubble.

In front of his eyes, there is always the figure of Bubble walking, the ups and downs of the eye-catching parts.

After a while, An confirmed that Bubble had fallen asleep.His posture remained unchanged, and he poked lightly with the finger placed there near the water tower.

Q bomb.

Bubble's crisp voice suddenly appeared at this moment: "Is it easy to touch?"

An opened his eyes, and as expected, he instantly met a pair of clear and curious big eyes.

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Careless, when did this corgi learn to cheat? "Touch it, touch it," Little Corgi said very warmly and hospitablely, "You're welcome, Boss touch." After finishing speaking, he grabbed the boss's wrist and slapped himself hard on the back.

What's the matter, our family has this condition, let's touch it.

While forcing someone to touch him, he blinked his big kind eyes—is that enough, kid?Are children enough? ?

Bubble looked at the boss expectantly.

There was a second of silence in the room.

Even Ann had to sink to the point of silence and be at his mercy.

On the one hand, it is because of my own carelessness.

On the other hand, my hands are really stuck on it and I can't remove it.

...He doesn't know about the other corgis, but the one in his arms is really proud of its proud curve.

Bubble's hands stretched out from the bed, happily hugging the boss's neck.I am very proud and honored that my most confident local charm has finally been displayed in front of the boss.

Boss is a key happiness multiplier condition.What could be happier than the boss liking him?

His face was buried in the neck of the boss.The little corgi asked happily: "Would you like to touch only one of my corgi's butts for the rest of your life?"

An sighed softly, and couldn't help laughing again.

Although he knew he was being silly, he finally said, "I do."

Bubble happily buried her face deeper in him.

Their corgis have a really weird obsession with butts.Even Bixin is Bixin's corgi ass.

And Bubbles, isn't it a cold?Why is the mental head still so good?

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The next day, the little corgi returned to its original bouncing state.

An simply took little Corgi out, and the two went to the bookstore.In fact, this trip was planned a long time ago, but it was only until today that I was free.

This is the first time Pao Pao has come to a place where the whole house is full of books.Ji, who was illiterate, was nervous and excited, walking beside the boss every step of the way, his head spinning non-stop.

Every time An picked up a picture book, he would ask him if he liked the pattern on it. If Bubble nodded, the book would be in his hands directly.

That kind of hard-cover hardcover fairy tale picture book gave Pao Pao five books back and forth, and An didn't hesitate at all.

In the end, he thought about it for a long time when he picked up the book, and only chose one of the two books in his hand.

The book selected by the boss had four large characters on the cover, none of which Pao Pao could recognize.

He knew that the boss had been reading a lot recently, but Bubble couldn't tell what he was reading.

Even though they seem to have a very fulfilling and busy life during this time, in fact, no matter how much business they do, their income for each order is so small.

Most of the time, at the end of the day, the combined income of express delivery and delivery is not as high as that of convenience stores.

From this, An realized that although labor income is stable, it is slow.

It's just too slow.Maybe we need to change our thinking, like what Bubbles said before, let money make money.Ann wanted to make some of the simplest investments.

However, this idea is still unrealistic for them at present, mainly due to insufficient capital.

After coming out of the bookstore, Bubble is as happy as a child who got a new toy.

On the way back, Bubble asked about his book.An simply explained his thoughts to Bubble, and little Corgi was confused, but he was inexplicably nervous.

At present, he doesn't have a clear concept of money, he only knows that the more the better, and at the same time he can't understand how many digits are on today's bill.

"I also make money!" He said to the boss: "How to make money!"

It seems that as soon as the boss tells him which car to pull, he can pull it up and run on the spot.In his simple and straightforward logic, pulling carts = making money.

After hearing what he said, Ann was silent for a while.

The debt he owed to Bubble was still there in his heart.And just a little more today.

Was the previous decision to make Bubbles deliver the goods a mistake?Ann felt that the financial pressure was being transferred to Corgi, which should not have been on his shoulders.

From the beginning to the end, Ann's only wish was to have fun in Bubble.

"There are many ways to make money, such as labor force, ability, and luck." He said slowly: "But these are not things that Bubble needs to worry about..."

Halfway through his speech, his footsteps slowly stopped.

They were talking and walking back on the way at this time.Just when he said the word "luck", they passed by a welfare lottery site.

Now that he is explaining this to Pao Pao, little Corgi may only be able to listen to a half-knowledge, because he has been living in an environment of "making money" during this period of time, and "making money" has penetrated into his heart.

It's better to use Bubble's thinking, the logic is simpler, and let him "make money" directly.Convince Bubbles that she really helped.

An changed the subject: "However, Bubbles can also make money."

Puzzled, Pao Pao followed the boss into that unremarkable shop in a daze.

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There are a total of 33 numbers to choose from, and Pao Pao only recognizes ten of them.In the end, the lottery numbers he selected were all numbers he knew.

Anyway...Ann thinks there is a little bit of suspense.

Saying "a little" is because this person has a filter for his corgi.

In fact, how much is there, even if it is just counting the smallest prize of ten yuan, the probability of achieving this goal is as great as the sudden enlightenment of Pao Pao's head.

However, the results will be announced in a few days.At this moment, Pao Pao is nestling comfortably in the arms of the boss, enjoying listening to the boss reading to him the new picture book he just bought.

The man's voice was low and slow, as if there was a magnet inside, exuding a steady stream of attraction.

It sounds so good that the bubble next to it keeps bubbling.

The boss really has Corgi's aesthetics in every part of his body.

It may also be that the aesthetic point of the bubble is grown according to the template of the boss.

An Fang finished speaking the book slowly, closed the last page, and turned to look at Bubbles.This was unbearable, and a pair of piercing big eyes beside him were still staring at him faithfully.

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Why do you become more spiritual?Isn't it right?

"Boss," Bubble eagerly said, "You haven't taught me yet."

Ann immediately realized what he was saying.

Yesterday, in order to coax him to sleep quickly, he did promise that Pao Pao would "teach" today.

Is it his illusion, has his corgi secretly become smart somewhere he doesn't know?

"Teach me." Bubble blinked his big eyes.

He was lying on the bed, seeing the boss showing helpless eyes, then the boss reached out and turned off the only bedside lamp in the room.

Both fell into the darkness of the night.Bubbles opened his eyes in the darkness, clearly feeling the man's warm kiss on his brow, on his cheek...the movements were gentle.

They couldn't see each other, and they kissed each other completely in total darkness.

It's time for Pao Pao's favorite dizzy and happy part again.

Ann's strategy is to bubble up until hypoxic, then sleep.

Little Corgi was already in a daze, but he felt the boss's body covering him, and he still held on to the last sliver of reason, grabbed the boss's hand, and patted it firmly on his pp.

His mouth is empty now, but his actions seem to be silently saying the heroic words: Our family has conditions!

He clearly felt the boss's movements pause.

In fact, An can't pass the test in his heart many times, and often asks whether he is hurting Pao Pao.

But at least now, in the darkness, there is only his temperature, his body, and he smells the same shower gel on Bubbles as himself... He doesn't think about anything anymore.

He was so righteous in front of Bubble, but his self-control was very weak from the very beginning.

Another voice said it was his corgi.

Bubble didn't know what happened, but today's slightly slightly was the most comfortable time for him.The boss seemed to smile a bit, then backed away from him.

"Can I sleep?" Ann asked him again this time.

Bubble's head was already dizzy.He nodded in bewilderment.