Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

"What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Lin Hanzhi's voice came over the phone in a cheerful voice, "I'm making dumplings, and I need to eat them later."

"What did you stuff it with?"

"There are meat and vegetarian dishes."

"One person also packs two kinds. I found that you are very serious when you mention eating."

"Afeng, I'll pack it for you when you come back."

Murong Feng gritted his teeth, his heart was tickled, hum!Wait for me to go back!

Even if fireworks are banned, there are always ways to buy them. From time to time, there will be a burst of firecrackers on the side of the road, and sometimes there will be sporadic clusters and fireworks in the sky.

Murong Feng's mind was not on this at all, and after taking a look, he stepped on the accelerator hard.

After ten o'clock in the New Year's Eve, there were no people and cars on the road. Murong Feng drove the car very fast, but his technique was very steady. The snow that was falling fell on the road, which was a bit slippery, but fortunately it was not icy. , so there is no problem.

Lin Hanzhi's taste in dumplings was very unexpected. In this era when dumpling restaurants advertise thin skins and big fillings, he prefers to eat dumplings with thick skins and small fillings.

If Young Master Murong was here, he would definitely say that he was petty, but he is not here now, so Lin Hanzhi cheerfully rolled out a large pile of round and thick leather.

He has prepared two dime coins a long time ago, one with meat and the other with vegetarian food. He would wrap it like this every year, and he would not stop talking until he had eaten all of them.

Seeing that the quantity is almost the same, I went to boil the water and prepare to put it in the pot.

On weekdays, it takes two and a half hours to travel in traffic jams and traffic signals, but Mr. Murong was an hour faster. Looking at the watch, although it is not far from twelve o'clock, at least he made it before twelve o'clock. arrive.

On New Year's Eve, you can't leave that stinky sheep alone at home.

Entering the community, entering the lobby, entering the elevator, and standing in front of the door, he has only been away for a day, but standing here, he feels like he is in the dust.

As soon as the door was opened, all the lights as far as the eye could see were turned on, and the Spring Festival Gala, which was getting more boring every year, was being broadcast live on the TV.

Lin Hanzhi put the dumplings out of the pot, chopped some minced garlic himself, remembered where there was a bottle of dumpling vinegar, bent down to open the cabinet and began to search, and sure enough, he found it in a corner.

Holding it satisfactorily, at the same time as standing up, first the back, and then the whole body, fell into the embrace of a person with a bit of cold air all over his body.

"Sheep, dumplings, do you have mine?"

……

……

In the next few seconds, Lin Hanzhi's whole body seemed to be turned into a stone statue, his hands and feet were stiff for a moment, but inside his heart, it was as if a pot of water had suddenly boiled.

What it felt like at that time, I can't tell at all.

He has lived alone for so many years, and he has already been able to take good care of himself. How can he need someone to accompany him!However, the nose suddenly felt a little sore, and he had to hold his breath to make the suddenly blurred vision clear again.

"What's the matter? Sheep? You're so happy when I come back?" Murong Feng turned the man around and hugged him in his arms. While touching the man's waist, he picked up a spoon and stirred it twice in the dumpling pot.

"Okay, you! Uncle usually thinks about you, that's where you are hard, but you are better, warm and full, and think about lust, tell Uncle, how much sheep you have eaten, and thinking about it makes your whole body hard!"

"..." Sheep's nostalgia was forced to end before it could officially start, struggling to stick out his head, "Afeng, you come back now, your family—"

"It's okay. I only came out after I told my grandpa. In my parents' eyes, there is no one else but the other party. They probably can't tell that I'm not here."

"...Then, let me pack some more!"

"That's a pot! Sheep, if I don't see you for four or five days, will you become a pig?" Murong Feng rubbed his hands in a mess on the other's face, "Just eat these, don't make it through." He still remembered You can't say unlucky words during the Chinese New Year.

With great difficulty, Lin Hanzhi coaxed Young Master Murong to sit down at the table. While ordering the dumplings for the last time, he turned his head and glanced at the people at the table.

First Young Master Murong was sitting there leisurely, holding his cheek in one hand and holding the chopsticks in the other to pick up the dishes he cooked in the afternoon.

If it has been like this, it is not bad to have someone to accompany you!

After Lin Hanzhi realized what he was thinking, he shook his head lightly, smiled, and began to serve the dumplings.

He just ate it by himself. He didn't think that there would be too many wraps. It was just a flat plate. He put it on the table and said with a smile: "Ah Feng, there is a special one in each stuffing, which can be eaten—"

"Grass! What!" Murong Feng quickly blew and threw it into his mouth, biting his teeth so hard that he almost broke his teeth. He spit it out and looked, "Sheep, why did you put coins in it?How dirty! "

Uh, I was eaten... "This is a habit in our hometown, the one who eats the money is lucky for a year—"

"Grass! Why is there another one!" Murong Feng frowned and spit out another one. He changed a filling, but it broke down again.

"...It's all good." Lin Hanzhi finished speaking with an embarrassing face.

oh no...

"Sheep! What kind of face do you have?" It's really ugly, yo, when you say it, even your eyebrows become characters of horoscopes. Next to him, he didn't have much taste. He wanted to try one of the same, but he didn't expect to eat both of the sheep's specially wrapped ones.

"Sheep! You can't be too superstitious in life, it's not good."

"...Oh." The sheep ate the dumplings depressed.

"My luck is your luck~ You see, we thought about it!"

"……right."

...I can't coax it anymore!It's better not to eat broken dumplings!Young Master Murong frowned and looked at Mr. Sheep who gave up on himself, thinking that this person was too petty.

Lin Hanzhi has never been able to eat dumplings wrapped in money since he was a child. When he was a child in a large group of orphanages, he should not think about it. He used to buy quick-frozen dumplings when he couldn’t afford it, but he finally made it himself. He still eats not!

Every year, no matter how much he packs, he has to eat it until the end...he eats it one bite at a time...and he still feels his teeth...

"belch!!!"

"Grass!" How depressed this person is to choke until he hiccups and keeps stuffing it in his mouth...

Smiling, he hugged him and rubbed him twice. He couldn't hold back and grabbed the other person's cheek, "Okay, I'll pour you a glass of juice!"

"Eh? Sheep, did you buy a cake?" Murong's voice came from the refrigerator.

"Huh? Oh, it's a gift from someone."

"What are you doing with the cake? There's nothing to be courteous about, rape or steal!" First Young Master Murong took out the two-thirds of the cake and looked for it, huh?

There is still half a "stop" left in the above line

In the line below, the obvious three words are "Happy Day".

Lin Hanzhi was eating with his head down, when a black shadow blocked most of the lights.

He raised his head, "Ah Feng? What's wrong."

"Your birthday is today?"

Lin's sheep was taken aback by the other party's gloomy attitude, and thought what's the matter, "Yes."

"Who sent it?"

"...Hong Chuan," Lin Hanzhi belatedly noticed that he seemed to be angry, and hurriedly explained, "Ah Feng, this is not a big deal—"

"Hong Chuan Hong Chuan is very affectionate, Lin Hanzhi, it's not a big deal! It's not a big deal, why does he know that I don't! Huh?"

Murong Feng was furious, and threw half of the cake in his hand on the dining table, and the lid of the box fell crookedly on the ground.

Why did Lu Hongchuan know that he didn't know, didn't tell him, didn't take him seriously at all, "He has been here, hasn't he?"

"He has never been here! Ah Feng, don't make trouble—"

"I'm making trouble? Lin Hanzhi, don't you tell me if you tell him?" Murong Feng stared at Lin Hanzhi, seeing his innocent appearance, getting more and more annoyed. He wanted to flip the table with his arm, but finally thought of the New Year's Eve Yes, it's still some shit birthday, so I turned around and entered the room, closing the door together with a bang.

Now Lin Hanzhi is not in the mood to eat anymore. His birthday is actually the day the orphanage received him. Aya and the others will give him a gift if they remember. He is only happy if the cake is made by his favorite bakery.

Murong Feng came back out of good intentions. It was the New Year's Eve, and it was snowing again. After driving back and forth for hours, he couldn't remember that he was angry until the first day of the new year!

"Ah Feng?" Lin Hanzhi knocked on the door, and explained softly, "I didn't pay attention, it's all men's birthdays!" He didn't even cook the noodles.

Well, ignore people.

Continued, "Hong Chuan knew it was because the orphanage gave out birthday cakes in the future, and I gave him all of mine, so of course he remembers it!"

Still ignoring people, alas, it's really hard to coax.

Make persistent efforts, "...Afeng, I'm glad you're back, can you please stop ignoring me!"

Ugh!

Knock again: "Let me in..."

The door opened suddenly, and the young master inside with a dark face stretched out an arm to drag the person squatting at the door in, and closed the door again with a bang.

"Huh? Are you not angry anymore?"

"In the future, you are not allowed to accept other people's gifts and cakes! I will give you whatever you want."

"Oh," Lin Hanzhi replied docilely, then suddenly remembered something and raised his head to ask, "Is it okay to accept Aya's? All the gifts from him are expensive and good!"

"... Tell me what you want in the future, if he can afford it, I can also afford it!"

"..." Lin Hanzhi didn't answer, sitting on the edge of the bed and hugging the man who was losing his temper with a smile, "Ah Feng, thank you."

"What do you want!" Murong Feng couldn't calm down after getting angry, so he could only ask in a rough voice.

"Now? It's nothing—" Lin Hanzhi saw the black on top of the other's face, and finally thought that maybe his indifference made the other party feel that he was not taken seriously.

It was rare for him to really guess what Murong was thinking right once, and after much deliberation, there was probably only one way to appease the other party's anger.

Holding the other person's face and kissing gently, "Let's talk about it when I think about it."

So the anger was like the dandruff after using Jiang Feisi, and it really disappeared without a trace in an instant...

Murong Feng hadn't touched a sheep for several days, so it was easy to get angry, but he was a big man, so he wanted to show off his masculinity after quickly stripping people down.

Looking at the other person with his nostrils, "Miss me? You'd better figure out what you want now! Or I won't let you be satisfied!"

Please!Please!Stinky sheep!

Lin's sheep turned her face depressed, thinking that she looks so dissatisfied?

However, it is really inspirational when you are extremely frustrated.

"Ah Feng! Anything you want?" He asked tentatively.

"Hmph, as long as the uncle can do it!"

Um, this is really a big effort! "Then don't be angry with me even if you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it, okay?"

"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly!" Young Master Murong proudly looked at people with his nostrils, seeing the sheep's meekness, and asked for something precious.

"Well, Ah Feng, that, can you let me hug you once?"

"--What?" Murong Feng waited for the reaction, and immediately looked at the other party with wide eyes, damn it, this is going to have sex!

Uh, what are you doing with your eyes killing people!Don't let it go.

"I—" Or forget it, stop staring!

"..." Stinky sheep, let's get a beating!

baa~