The Theory of the Transformation of the Loyal Dog's Soul

This meal Bai Jian ate very tasteless, green vegetables and white rice porridge, it's not bland, he doesn't like it.

Fang Ze thought that this man was injured, and the long cut was cut on his neck, so he couldn't get any salt on it, so as not to cause inflammation.But I forgot that this guy has become a dog, so there is no such thing as a meat character.

With a pitiful look, Bai Jian put the spoon into his mouth one by one.With drooping eyes, she didn't complain, but consciously or unconsciously exuded a whiff of sadness, which made Fang Ze unable to sit still.

There is still some ham and dog food in the refrigerator, Fang Ze is not used to seeing big dogs.Nunuzui, turned around and put the ham out on a plate, not much, only half of it was left.He poured out a few more dog biscuits, which were in the shape of a bone and looked quite Q, and brought them to the big dog together with the hot milk.

Bai Jian was a little surprised, looked at the extra meal in front of him, and looked up at Fang Ze.The man himself was holding a bowl of porridge, drinking it with a gurgle, but there was no glass of boiled water in front of him.

Fang Ze tapped his index finger on the dining table, signaling the big dog to eat quickly: "Don't be dazed, eat it while it's hot." Then he pointed to the dog biscuit: "It smells like charcoal-roasted beef."

In fact, if it is normal, the steamed buns are not welcome.Where there is any dissatisfaction, the big dog is shrewd, and with a shy face, he dawdles and pleases Fang Ze here and there. The man's heart is very soft, and there is no reason why he is reluctant to give it to him.

But Bai Jian was different after all, he turned back into a human body, and even though he didn't know why, he still felt uneasy when facing Fang Ze.Probably I also know that I am a different kind, and I am afraid that I will be rejected by others, and it is too late to pretend to be good at this moment.

But the man not only didn't dislike him, but also treated him carefully, which is very considerate.

Bai Jian felt his nose sour for no reason, silently pushed the milk and ham in front of Fang Ze, and ate a piece of dog biscuit himself.

Fang Ze squinted his eyes and smiled: "I'm not as difficult to serve as you." He was pushed back again.

"There will be delicious food at night, stewed black-bone chicken, nourishing blood." The black-bone chicken was brought by Wang Binti.Seeing that it was almost the winter solstice, Editor Wang couldn't bear to see Fang Ze's whole body, and saw that he had no one to take care of him this year, and his unaccompanied child was painful, so he was specially caught by his mother from the countryside, born and raised black-bone chicken fat.

But Fang Ze thought it was troublesome, so he didn't move.

The light on the forehead suddenly dimmed, and there was a creak, which was the sound of chair legs rubbing against the floor.

Bai Jian stood up, bowed, leaned over the long table, and kissed Fang Ze.Right on the tip of the nose, he said generously, "I like to eat."

"..." Fang Ze was stunned for a moment, then suddenly covered his nose, and belatedly pushed away the dimple in front of him.His face was flushed with embarrassment.

"What are you doing? You're being fiddly!" He wiped the tip of his nose a few times, "If you have something to say, you can't say it!" He covered his nose and stared at Bai Jian, as if he had been stung by a bee. , It hurts and itches. "Sit down! Eat! Don't mess with me!"

"Eat, I'll eat." Bai Jian quickly stuffed two or three bone biscuits into his mouth, filling his mouth completely.Secretly pursed his mouth, didn't feel that he had done any great wrong thing, usually plopped and licked his mouth or something, what a big deal!Fang Ze was taken aback, he looked like a child at such a big age.But he didn't dare to shake the words, and murmured in his heart.

In the evening, Fang Ze served a pot of hot and fragrant black-bone chicken soup as he said.

Put donkey-hide gelatin, sealwort, longan, red dates, and wolfberry in the soup. After simmering for 30 minutes, add medicinal materials and simmer for another 3 hours.After tossing and tossing all afternoon, a scent of medicine suffocated, wafting and floating in the small room.

Bai Jian has long been guarding the kitchen door, he is clumsy and can only add to the chaos.Fang Ze chased him away many times, but it's a pity that this slut is okay, sticking to the edge of the door, poking his head out, looking at the milky white casserole on the flames, pursing his lips and smiling, his eyes shining.

In fact, Fang Ze was also very happy in his heart. When he saw the silly face of a certain dog, he couldn't hold back his joy.Accompanied by Bai Jian, the afternoon passed quickly.

Fang Ze felt relieved in his heart, Mantou used to be like this.When I cook by myself, I am afraid that the smell will fly out. As soon as the dog sniffs it, it spreads its legs and runs to the kitchen, flicking its scarlet tongue, joyfully.

Sitting next to Fang Ze's legs with one buttocks, eagerly waiting for the pot to be boiled.

The kitchen is small, and sometimes Fang Ze gets dizzy from being busy.The big dog was stuck in the middle of the road, and would not move its nest, which made people itch with hatred.So intentionally or not, Fang Ze kicked the big dog's ass with the tip of his slippers.Sometimes the big dog staggered and had to take a few steps forward to avoid it.It sticks to its ears, with its tail between its legs, and looks like it has been bullied. Fang Ze feels secretly refreshed when he sees it.

The black-bone chicken was stewed in the pot, and Wang Bin's phone came through.

"Shall I come for dinner tonight?" The boss was rude at the beginning, and it was obviously a question, but it turned into an imperative sentence.

Fang Ze quickly glanced at Bai Jian who was by the door, and pondered in his mind: "Why are you so idle, the old lady didn't give you a task?"

The old lady is Editor Wang's mother, a festive old lady who is happy all day long.Wang Bin's eldest brother is not young, and the wall of marriage can't get through, but he is worried about his mother, calling a bunch of old sisters to help his son find a partner.

The Empress Dowager Cixi set a hard target, how many girls Wang Bin met a week, how many phone calls, how many appointments, and the red book of the family meeting was clearly marked, asking, if you can’t do it, don’t say it’s my son!

So Wang Bin was also worried.

"Hey~ Guys exceeded the quota last week, and now they are following up on many projects. The old lady is very happy, and she has been granted a few days off!" Her voice couldn't hide her complacency.

Fang Ze was delighted to hear it, it was so funny!

Bai Jian leaned against the kitchen door and watched coldly. Fang Ze's smiling eyes almost disappeared. His eyebrows twitched, and he rushed forward without thinking, and hugged him from behind.

"ah!"

"What's the matter?" Wang Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No, it's fine." Fang Ze wiped his forehead, "The steamed buns are bothering me."

"Hee hee, my little mi is still obedient." Wang Bin said again: "I came over that night, remember to serve delicious food and drink."

Fang Ze twisted his waist, trying to break free from the restraint, but Bai Jian was quite strong, sticking to his back like a cowhide plaster.Fang Ze turned to stare at him.

"Don't, don't come!" He said anxiously, "I have something to do tonight!"

"Little boy, what can you do?"

"I really don't have time to talk to you, next time, next time, okay? You can eat whatever you want, but we won't stop you from eating the legs of the table!" Fang Ze gave Bai Jian a stealthy hand.

"It's really a matter...Okay, okay!"

Fang Ze felt a little guilty, feeling sorry for his brother and lying.But the matter of steamed buns turning into human beings can't be said, Wang Bin's little heart can't be scared.

"Ask you something." Fang Ze pushed Bai Jian away, stared at him a little further, and whispered, "Is there any order recently? I want to earn some extra money."

"Why, money is tight? Do you want me to help you?"

"No need. Isn't it just waiting for the Chinese New Year? I want to work hard and buy something good for my mother later. I haven't been back to see her for many years."

"That's good." Back then, Fang Ze had a falling out with his family because of Qi Xuanmin coming out of the closet. Wang Bin knew that Fang's mother didn't want to see him. "Not now, I'll help you to keep an eye on it, but this kind of extra work is tiring, and the time is tight, so you have to be prepared."

"No problem." Meeting Fang's mother is one reason, and raising Bai Jian is another. Money is inseparable, and now this kind of earning dead money is not acceptable.

"Steamed buns." During dinner, Fang Ze said to Bai Jian, "It's so weird, you've grown up, why don't we change your name?"

Bai Jian nodded.

"What's your name?" Fang Ze rubbed his head and pondered: "From now on, I'll say it's my relative, cousin, or distant cousin!" Speaking of this, Fang Ze couldn't help laughing, how can any messy relationship be used? The word "table" is used as a cover.

"it is good."

"Follow my surname, Fang Jin? Fang Mao?"

"Fang Mantou..." Bai Jian rarely frowned, his face looked like dried dates, "It's ugly!"

Fang Ze was amused by him, "What's that called, what do you think?"

"..." What is it called? Two words flashed through my mind, but I didn't catch it.With a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, Bai Jian lowered his head and drank the soup.

Fang Ze made up some messy names for his own amusement. Seeing that the big dog didn't respond, he picked up thick-skinned chicken with chopsticks, smiled and said, "It's okay, let's think about it slowly, don't worry."

While sleeping, Fang Ze dug out a set of quilts from the closet, and originally wanted to make a floor bed for the big dog, but Bai Jian stubbornly refused.

Why?I have been sleeping in bed, why do you despise me now?I just dislike it!

Bai Jian sat on the edge of the bed without shifting his position, and neither made noise nor made noise. He just drooped his head, his long eyelashes drooped, and his two majestic eyebrows were knit together.Poor.

Fang Ze had no choice but to sigh, and resignedly piled the quilt on the big bed.Why is this house small? There was no money in the bag when I bought it. It has one bedroom and one living room, and there is not even a study.

"Okay, don't be melancholy. I have already cultivated to become an adult, why haven't I made any progress?"

Only then did Bai Jian show a smile.Climbed onto the bed, crossed his hands on his waist, arched his body slightly, his two shoulder blades vibrated lightly, and took off the corset-like sweatshirt from the top of his head, and threw it at the end of the bed with a flick of his hand.

All in one go.

Standing behind him, Fang Ze could see the tangle of muscles on the man's back as he moved, glowing flesh-colored under the smoky yellow light in the room.Very sexy.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, he turned his head away.Fang Ze suddenly felt a little hot, and thought to himself: It's time to buy some clothes for Big Dog...

Before going to bed, Fang Ze checked the big dog's wound.Healed well, light-colored flesh, suture lines can be clearly seen, no cracks.

Because the injury was on his right neck, Bai Jian could only lie on his side, resting his head meekly.

Fang Ze's eyes followed the trend of the wound, all the way down from the back shoulder to the collarbone.The man's collarbone was tightly stretched, as if a vigorous stroke had been drawn, and the graceful lines of the exposed wheat-colored chest were submerged under the quilt.

Fang Ze: "..."

He grabbed the quilt around the opponent's waist, pulled it over his shoulders and tucked it in.

"Don't catch a cold." After finishing with a straight face, he buried his head in his bed, with his back to the big dog.Fang Ze reached out and snapped the desk lamp off, "Sleep!"

Bai Jian struggled and propped himself up, but he could only vaguely see a mass of black arching beside him.He leaned over familiarly, sniffed the tip of his nose on the tip of the other's soft hair, and then took a "woo ang" mouthful, covering Fang Zelu's ear that was exposed outside the quilt.

Fang Ze shook.

He suddenly flipped over from the bed, "slap", the room was brightly lit.Fang Ze's face was flushed red, he covered his scorching ears, pointed at Bai Jian and yelled, "You, you, what are you doing?!"

Bai Jian looked dazed and innocent, blinked, and stretched out his hand, unconsciously wanting to embrace Fang Ze.

"Go away!" Fang Ze was ashamed and angry, and kicked him away. "What do you say you're doing? Say!"

"Sleep!" Bai Jian had an upright face, his chin stretched out, and he had a temper.

"Is there anyone who sleeps like you? Yes!"

"Then..." Bai Jian turned his aggrieved eyes, and said, "I just bit you. I used to bite you a lot. Why don't you get angry?"

"Stingy." The big dog was very dissatisfied.

"That, that's different!" Fang Ze couldn't tell why, whether he was crying or laughing.

"Why is it different?"

Fang Ze was also confused by the trouble, and hummed: "You used to be covered in hair, but now do you have it?!"

"Oh." Bai Jian pretended to be suddenly enlightened, pursed his lips, and made a shallow dimple.He turned around again and hugged him from behind: "So you like my hair~" There was a little pride in his tone.

"Who likes you...!" If it weren't for this person's pure black eyes like big dogs, Fang Ze would really think that this guy was...molesting him!Have a yellow accent!

"Don't come close!" Kicked the big humanoid dog away again.Fang Ze's face was cold, serious, and he looked like a judge: "Don't touch your hands. Otherwise...don't even think about tomorrow's short ribs!"

Bai Jian could die of grievance.Picking left and right between short ribs and Fangze tofu, and finally nestled under the quilt dejectedly.

Fang Ze glared at him, turned off the light, and got down on the ground.

In the darkness, Bai Jian opened his eyes reluctantly, he was used to the body temperature of people around him.He tiptoed out his index finger and poked Fang Ze's back through the thick quilt.

"Will there be short ribs tomorrow? Yes, yes!"

Fang Ze closed his eyes and fell asleep, ignoring him.Gritting his teeth, he thought: I must teach the big dog the rules of life, I must!

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The big dog is playing hooligans...