pet dog

As the end of the year approaches, many people in the company whose homes are far away have already taken leave early and went home, but they will not be able to go back when it is too late.There are many fewer people, and the company seems to be more busy. Everyone is so busy that they can't touch the ground. They wish they could have two more hands to use. Except for a few people, this includes the leisurely Fang Yiran, Chief Designer Fang, The brochure of the fashion show has basically finalized the samples, and the production will start after editing. This is not a matter of Fang Yiran, and the year-end summary is similar to the previous year, and it has been written long ago, so Fang Yiran rarely has a leisure time.

Of course, there is Fang Mo who is more leisurely. Fang Yiran still has to find Lingguang to draw pictures. Now this big oil bottle has become a habit of following Fang Yiran to the office. The whole Fang Yiran is a non-staff member of their company without salary. Yes, he is responsible for serving tea and water to Fang Yiran and running errands. Many onlookers who don't know the truth really know that this person who follows Fang Yiran every day is the new special assistant of Fang Yiran. The special assistant was a little nervous, afraid that his immediate superior would call him in soon, and then give him a white envelope, telling him that he would not be able to go to work after the Chinese New Year...

Today, the big oil bottle Fang Mo also brought a small oil bottle, the teacup VIP he picked up, the little guy was poking his head in Fang Mo's pocket, the two walked side by side in the corridor, Fang Yiran turned his head to look at Fang beside him Mo couldn't help smiling, thinking of the scene when he woke up in the morning.

Fang Mo was still the same, hugging his arms, pillowing on his shoulders, sleeping soundly, not even waking up when Fang Yiran pinched his nose...

It’s just that there is a white mass beside Fang Mo’s head. It’s not a little guy, who else could it be? This little thing crawled out of its nest at some point, and curled up next to Fang Mo’s head. To keep warm, Fang Yiran hooked his fingers in a funny way and rubbed his belly. The little thing opened his eyes to look at Fang Yiran, then licked Fang Yiran's fingers with his small tongue, and nestled into Fang Mo's neck, probably thinking coldly Get close to Fang Mo to keep warm.

Fang Yiran looked frightened, afraid that Fang Mo's head would crush the little guy, and was about to fish it out, but Fang Mo opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the little guy nestled in his neck. The guy was not surprised, I don’t know if he was still sleepy, but he just dragged the little guy on the pillow to prevent it from slipping down, and rubbed his cheek against the little guy’s furry back, and Fang Yiran was looking at him , naturally stole a kiss on Fang Yiran's mouth and fell asleep again.

Seeing that Fang Yiran was dumbfounded, then he couldn't help laughing, how could one big and one small be so cute...

Thinking of this episode, I couldn't help but look at Fang Mo beside me, but he was nowhere to be seen. Hey, where did he go? He was still there just now?

When Fang Yiran turned his head, Fang Mo was standing in front of the TV wall in the corridor. He couldn't take his eyes off what he was looking at so attractive. Fang Yiran also looked over, wanting to see what is so beautiful...

"Master, master." Just as Fang Mo turned his head to look at Fang Yiran, he immediately pulled his sleeve and called in a low voice, pointing at the screen and saying, "It's you."

what is meFang Yiran was baffled. He looked at the TV wall and stroked his forehead. The TV was playing the highlights of the Paris fashion show. Of course, the scene of Fang Yiran wearing a gorgeous women's dress coming out of the curtain call was indispensable, and he went back and forth from different angles. Playing back and forth interspersed, there are many shots that even Fang Mo around him is covered with light.

Fang Yiran couldn't laugh or cry and dragged Fang Mo away. The passing colleagues were already snickering again, because it looked like the two of them actually stopped in front of the huge TV wall to admire their own shots, which was really narcissistic... Thinking of this A terrible guess, Fang Yiran pulled Fang Mo and walked a few steps faster, and he didn't forget to stare at the innocent Fang Mo.

Fang Mo muttered softly: "It's so pretty..."

After entering the office, Fang Yiran was naturally working. Fang Mo sat in his exclusive seat at Fang Yiran's feet, cross-legged and teased the little guy on his lap.

Fang Yiran flipped through the final confirmation draft of the brochure, and one of Fang Mo's was unexpectedly selected. I don't know if everyone took it for Fang Yiran's sake, although Fang Yiran knew that there would be Fang Mo in the brochure. , but every time I look at it, I still can't help but stop and look at Fang Mo's photo. Mo Zheng is wearing a decent suit and walking on the runway in the photo above. The slender figure is really no worse than those professional models.

Fang Yiran stared at the mature and charming Fang Mo in the photo, exuding the unique charm of a man, and then looked down at Fang Mo who was innocent and silly like a child at his feet. He smiled and thought: Actually, Fang Mo would choose Fang Mo. It's all about my own face. With the release of the booklet, Fang Mo's handsome appearance will be seen by many people.Fang Yiran can even imagine that some little girls would hold Fang Mo's page and scream "so handsome".

Thinking of this, I suddenly have the urge to remove Fang Mo's photo from the booklet. No matter what Fang Mo looks like, whether he is handsome or stupid, it is all his own, and he contradicts himself and wants others to see him so perfect. Fang Mo, as if showing off his own baby, such an outstanding person is mine!

Fang Yiran was amused by his mood, bowed his head and rubbed Fang Mo's hair.

Fang Mo, who was playing with the little guy, turned his head, looked up at Fang Yiran who was looking at him with a smile, held Fang Yiran's hand that was about to be withdrawn, then put his head on Fang Yiran's lap, looked up at Fang Yiran with his head sideways, Live like a coquettish child.

Fang Yiran rubbed his face with a smile, "Like a child." He looked at the neglected little guy jumping on Fang Mo's lap, as if saying: I want to hug him too.

"By the way, I always forgot to ask you." Fang Yiran thought that Lu Ren asked them to go to the New Year together. Although he agreed, he never asked Fang Mo whether he wanted to spend the New Year with him or go home. Fang Yiran didn't. I asked Fang Mo if he had a home. In the past, he was afraid that Fang Mo would have some secrets that he didn't want to tell. Now that they have such a close relationship, Fang Yiran also felt that it was time to ask.

"Huh?" Fang Mo made a voice from his nasal cavity, waiting for the master to ask questions.

"The Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, do you want to go home?" Fang Yiran let Fang Mo play with his fingers one by one, and asked softly. If he didn't want to say it, he naturally wouldn't ask. Although it will be a little mind.

"Go home? Which home?" Fang Mo raised his head from Fang Yiran's lap in doubt, his expression suddenly changed, he grabbed Fang Yiran's hand, stared closely at Fang Yiran's eyes, and carefully confirmed: "Master...you... Are you going to... drive me away?"

ah?How come you want to drive him away?Fang was also inexplicable, he didn't react for a while, and didn't answer for a long time.

Fang Mo suddenly became anxious, and regardless of the little guy still on his lap, he turned around suddenly, threw the little guy to the ground, and said anxiously: "Don't drive me away, I, I... I will... no I'm pestering you, don't drive me away."

"Wait, wait," Fang Yiran saw that Fang Mo had misunderstood him, pulled him up from the ground, pulled him into his arms, let him sit on his lap, put his arms around his waist, and quickly comforted him, "I I don't want to drive you away, I mean, do you want to go back to your own home, and the family needs to be reunited during the Chinese New Year."

"Isn't my house in your house?" Hearing that Fang Yiran didn't want to drive him out, Fang Mo finally settled down, leaned into his master's arms, smelled the familiar smell on him, and asked doubtfully, didn't he belong to the master's house?The master's house is his house, Fang Mo has always thought so, so just now he heard that Fang Yiran meant to ask him to go to another house, so he misunderstood that Fang Yiran wanted to send him away.

"You..." Fang Yiran collected his thoughts and asked, "Where are your parents and brothers? I remember you said that you are the eighth in your family, so you are called Xiaoba." Could it be that Xiaoba was just lying to himself by saying it casually?

"Yeah." Fang Mo nodded.

"Then where are they all? Do you want to go back and reunite with them during the Chinese New Year?"

Fang Mo blinked his eyes and said: "I don't know, I don't remember much about my childhood, I just remember they called me Xiaoba, and then I was alone for some reason, I don't know where they are, parents ... I can't remember what they look like." Fang Mo was lost in the memories, and said a little distressed, as if he was upset that he couldn't remember his parents.

So he has been wandering alone all this time?Fang Yiran didn't even dare to ask Fang Mo how old he was this year, for fear that he would feel even more distressed if he knew that he had been wandering like this for a long time. Although Fang Mo's expression was not very sad, he was just trying to think about the past, but As long as Fang Yiran thinks that he has been alone for a long time, he doesn't know how he got here, and whether he is often bullied viciously by humans, he feels distressed, and he just wants to take good care of this silly dog.

"Well, it doesn't matter if I can't remember, how about we spend the Chinese New Year together? Lu Ren asked us to be together." Fang Yiran changed to a more cheerful topic, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just hugged the girl in his arms tightly Fang Mo.

"Well, as long as I have a master." Fang Mo heard Fang Yiran's words, looked at Fang Yiran with a smile, and then hugged Fang Yiran back happily.The master said that the family will be reunited during the Chinese New Year, and now he is going to celebrate the New Year with the master. Does it mean that he and the master are a family?Well, although there is still Lu Ren, which is a bit annoying, but it doesn't matter, as long as he has his favorite master.

"Wow, woof, woof~" The little guy was running around in a hurry on the ground. The two cared about their own affection and ignored it. It didn't dare to look at it anymore. It was biting Fang Mo's trousers and trying to attract attention.

Fang Yiran bent down and lifted the little guy up, put it on Fang Mo's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Well, there is this little guy."

The little guy’s owner-finding revelation turned out to be very effective. Everyone was very enthusiastic. Fang Yiran’s cell phone was about to explode. Many people said that he was its owner, but when asked about the little guy’s characteristics, they couldn’t tell. In fact, the little guy’s right ear is missing a corner. Of course, more people come to ask. If the owner can’t be found, they are willing to adopt it. likable.

The owner has not been found yet, and Fang Yiran doesn't want to just send it away, but wants to wait for a while, the owner must be eager to find such a cute little thing lost, so the little guy will probably spend the Chinese New Year with them.

"Oh." Fang Mo agreed sullenly, and with Fang Yiran nose to nose, forehead to forehead, the two looked at each other and smiled, and kissed each other naturally.