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

"Who!!"

Fang Ze suddenly woke up, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

A black shadow flashed in front of him, and Fang Ze felt a lot more relaxed.Panting heavily, he flicked on the bedside lamp.Looking around in horror,

"Who? Who's there!"

Nervous voices echoed in the room, but there was nothing.In the small room, apart from Fang Ze, Mantou was the only one panting, lying on the bed with his front feet pressed down, looking like he was frightened.

Fang Ze felt the hairs on his back suddenly stand up, and cold sweat fell all over his body.

Just now, half asleep and half awake, Fang Ze clearly felt that someone was pressing him down. The touch and temperature made people wake up from sleep.

Holding the quilt in his hands, his palms were slightly damp with sweat, Fang Ze looked around the room again, but there was still no one there.

Could it be the legendary ghost press?Fang Ze was a little confused, he seemed to be able to feel the body temperature left by the other party, this feeling was too real!

Mantou raised his head and looked at Fang Ze for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his claws and tore at the quilt, only then did he get Fang Ze's attention back.

Yes, and steamed buns.

Fang Ze asked tremblingly, "Mantou, have you seen any strangers?"

The big dog lay down, its head resting on its front paws, very innocent.

Fang Ze felt relieved a little, but he was still uneasy.This dog has grown into a big man, so it's stupid, it's better not to trust it too much.

Fang Ze felt that if he didn't make sure of it today, it would be impossible for him to sleep soundly.He got off the bed, and because he was used to sleeping naked, he had to fasten the nightgown on the bed indiscriminately.After thinking about it, I looked left and right, and finally turned a brick-thick Chinese dictionary in my hand.

"Mantou, keep up!" Only then did he gain confidence in his heart.

Fang Ze's first goal was the kitchen, because considering the bulkiness of the Chinese dictionary, he decisively changed his hand to a kitchen knife.

Seeing a flash of cold light, Mantou retreated twice in horror, and drooped her tail that was originally raised high.

Fang Ze felt a cool breeze at his feet.

He glared at the big dog, and shouted in a low voice: "Come here!" The handle of the knife in his hand shook accordingly.

Mantou took another two steps back, her ears drooping.

Fang Ze was a little anxious.I don't know what kind of self-deception just now, Fang Ze trotted all the way and slipped directly from the bedroom into the kitchen, didn't stay in the living room for half a second, at least he turned on the light.Now, he looked at the dark living room with numb feet.

"Mantou, come closer." Fang Ze hid the knife behind his back and coaxed it: "I'm not going to cut you, come here quickly, Mantou, I'm... a little scared."

Well, whoever said that a man must be fearless, Fang Ze felt that his nerves were not that thick.

The steamed bun slipped on the clean floor, then stuck to Fang Ze with its tail between its legs, and rubbed its butt on the other's instep in a friendly manner.

Fang Ze immediately kicked its ass, the big dog's ears flicked, and it jumped forward.

One person, one dog, equipped with kitchen knives and teeth, walked back and forth in the small hut, but found nothing.

Is it really a dream?Ghost press?

After locking the bedroom door, Fang Ze fell on the bed and thought.

Mantou rushed onto the bed.Fang Ze patted his head, lifted the quilt, Mantou looked at him, and stared at the quilt in doubt. Before he could react, he was dragged in by Fang Ze.

"Ow~"

The man pressed its head, ravaged it hard, and chuckled, he felt a little silly tonight.After finally escaping from the clutches of the devil, Mantou raised its head, seeing his gentle smile, it froze for a while.

"Hee hee, it's so itchy." Fang Ze blocked the steamed bun's attack indiscriminately, and the big dog was stepping on his leg, licking the hair around his ear.Fang Ze was so itchy that he couldn't bear it anymore and hit a certain dog. "Go aside, it's unhygienic."

"Hooho~"

Fang Ze was lying on his side on the bed, and he couldn't sleep because of the interruption.The steamed bun was indeed tired, resting its big furry head on Fang Ze's neck, half-closed his eyes, twisting it occasionally, Fang Ze felt a little itchy.

Probably because he felt warm and at ease, he didn't drive the big dog down.

He really likes steamed buns, or if there are fewer people in the room, Fang Ze cares more about the warmth from the beginning, and the big dog fills his emptiness very well.

Gently tapping the nose of the steamed bun, Fang Ze closed his eyes.As if saying to yourself: "It's okay, I won't let anyone take you away,"

At an angle that Fang Ze couldn't see, Mantou opened his eyes, and a light flashed in the beast's pupils.

In the next few days, Fang Ze stayed at home to finish his manuscript.The sofa in the living room has been completely reduced to a doghouse, with steamed buns dominating it.Fang Ze sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa, with books on his lap, and kicked on the coffee table with his bare toes. He sat for four or five hours.

At the beginning, Wang Bin called him and asked him out to play, in a humanitarian spirit, to cheer up his lovelorn friends.But Fang Ze didn’t have any self-awareness, the phone was clamped under his neck, his hands were crackling, and his mouth was moaning vaguely. Finally, he was so noisy that he became impatient, and shouted into the microphone: I’m a patient, do you know? !

So Wang Bin had to hang up.

Later, instead of calling to ask someone out, Wang Bin kept harassing: "What about the cat poop?" "Is Bo Kexin's cat food better or Dududou's?" ?” “How old a cat can be…”

"Crack!" Fang Ze disassembled the phone into three pieces with a dark face.

Wang Bin: "..."

Mantou was bored and stared at Fang Ze's back in dissatisfaction.It nestled on the sofa, with one of its front paws sticking out of the sofa, swinging.Scratch Fang Ze's paw from time to time.

However, Fang Ze fell into his world, was very absorbed in it, and ignored it.

Mantou was very unwilling, and walked back and forth on the sofa. The soft cushion was stepped into a sunken den by it. Finally, it stepped on Fangze's back with its two paws. The man trembled, but the big dog made an inch of it. Step directly on the man's shoulder.

"Steamed bun?"

"Woo..." Mantou half-closed his eyelids, resting his chin on Fang Ze's hair, grunting dissatisfied.

Fang Ze helplessly touched the extra weight on his head, dragged the TV remote control panel from the coffee table with one hand, and with a beep, the screen turned on.

"Hey, watch TV by yourself, don't make trouble with me."

It is said that Mantou has a long history of watching TV. When it moved to Fang Ze's house as a dog, Fang Ze brushed it in a humanitarian spirit, right here on the sofa.At that time, the TV was on, and the heroine in it was crying loudly.Mantou tilted its big head up and stared intently. From time to time, it gave a dissatisfied arch to someone who blocked its sight, and condemned him eagerly.

Fang Ze glanced at the TV, then looked at the big dog, clapped his hands, and shouted: "God!", and consciously vacated the space.For this reason, Mantou licked Fang Ze several mouthfuls in a reciprocal manner.

Now, Mantou is staring at the TV, very sad.

On the TV, the elder sister in exaggerated floral clothes said to the little one: "The kid is so cute, and my elder sister likes it~"

Steamed bun:"……"

Hua Yi's elder sister continued: "You are so smart, my sister will ask you another question!"

Mantou jumped off the sofa in a flash.

"If the answer is correct, the big tiger will be yours! Okay?"

The steamed bun was holding the shoelaces in its mouth, and two yellow sneakers were pulled over.

Sister Huayi: "This question is - 2+2=?"

Mantou: "Wow!"

Sister Huayi: "You're so smart, you got the answer~"

Mantou: "Wow!"

Fang Ze looked up at the TV, then turned to look at the big dog: "..."

Mantou arched his shoes under Fang Ze's feet, his eyes were expectant, and his tail was wagging happily.Fang Ze sighed resignedly, turned off the TV with a "beep", got up and put on his shoes.

"Okay, okay, just for a while..."

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