fall in love with dog roll

That's how it went.

And one morning by chance, when I learned that the dog curly thorn was wearing a diamond ring honestly, even to a certain extent, I said: "..."

I heard from senior Pang Da that there was a big guy in another school who asked confusing questions like "what kind of woman do you like" all day long.

One day, he asked Shunping who was next to the dog Juicy, because he knew that the dog couldn't speak human language.

[Pang Da: But...but he...showed off his wedding ring. ]

[Panda: That's great]

...really...really good?

I read the text message sent by Senior Pang Da yesterday: "..." I fell into deep thought.

I lay on the bed and put down my phone with a psychedelic expression.

There was no married life yesterday - because I stayed up late playing games, and in the early hours of the morning, Goujuanji was lying on the bed alone and couldn't wait for me, so he came out of the bedroom silently.

While I was still playing the game, I only heard one sound: "[Go to sleep]"

His eyes went dark, and he fell asleep on the spot.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, it was almost ten o'clock.

Stretch and get out of bed, the dog Curly, who is rarely free today, is happily washing clothes in the bathroom.

I went in, passed by his hard-working back, and walked to the sink: "... You've worked hard."

"Tuna mayonnaise." The dog curly turned around and kissed my face.

I started to brush my teeth as usual, and the mirror could see the dog curly behind me wringing out the clothes.

I slowed down brushing my teeth.

Wait, clothes that don't wash in a washing machine...

I squinted, and the one in the dog curly thorn in the mirror... was indeed my bra

I'm really sorry.I thought about it blankly, spit out a sip of water without blushing, and continued to brush my teeth.

The dog curly spine wrung out carefully, and went out to hang up the rest of the clothes.

After I washed up, I walked out slowly.

I came to cook at noon, and I made curry rice.

I didn't realize it until I was eating, it was too quiet in the room.

Although it is normal, he can't speak normal words because of Thorn.

But once aware of the quietness of a home, I can't help always caring about it.

So I turned on the TV and turned the volume up.

The newscaster's voice filled the living room.

I watched while eating.

Well, this is the feeling of home.

The dog curly thorn can be said to be chewing slowly, and gave me a thumbs up after eating.

I nodded modestly: "Cooking is still worse than you, master."

"Salmon."

After dinner, I seldom sat on the balcony to bask in the sun in the afternoon, and the dog Curly Thorn didn't know what to do in the room.

Ding dong—the doorbell rang.

I turned over and walked over to open the door, it was the courier.

"Hello, your courier. Is this Miss Goujuan?"

"I am, thank you." After signing for the receipt, I took the courier and closed the door.

The dog Curly Thorn poked his head out from the bedroom: "Okapi?"

I put the package on the table and unpacked it: "It's the dress I won in the online lottery."

Gou Juanji retracted his head again upon hearing this.

I unpacked the package, and inside was a white skirt, which looked fairy-like.

Black hair should also match a white dress, right?

I took the skirt and went into the bedroom, and Curly the dog was tinkering with the picture frame on the bedside table.

I glanced at it, and saw the tuna photo sticker from long, long ago. I: "..." Turned around pretending not to see it.

With the curtains drawn, the room was dark.

It is impossible to be shy, and I have been married for a few months.

I checked the skirt and took off the pajama pants and put it on. The skirt hung loosely around my waist, and it would slip off as soon as I let go of my hand. I had to hold the edge of the skirt tightly to prevent it from falling off.

I frowned: "It's a bit big..."

The dog Curly Thorn arranged the photo frame, nodded in satisfaction at the photo, stood up after listening to my complaints, and looked me up and down, "Salmon."

"...but it's a prize winning gift...it's useless..." I sat down on the edge of the bed in frustration, let go of my hands, the skirt collapsed, and slid down to my calves as I sat.

I lifted my foot and broke free from the skirt completely, and the white skirt fell to the ground.

The dog curly spine glanced at me.Bare legs, eyes twinkling, after a while, bent down, picked up the skirt and shook it off.

He was observing the white skirt, and I squinted and rubbed my chin.

In a flash of inspiration, we need to add a little fun to this boring daily life, so I looked forward to: "But you should be able to wear it."

The scenario I envisioned -

The dog Juanji hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, I held him down with an evil smile.Undress and put on skirt.

Get strong.It's fast.Sense... Do you mean I'm a bad person?

But the real situation is—the dog curly thorn gave me a doting (?) look, and by the way rolled up a corner of the quilt he had folded in the morning, and covered it on my lap.

I stared at him sitting next to me and taking off his pants without any grievances... No way, you...

Just when the dog curly spine picked up the skirt and was about to put it on, I hurriedly stopped: "Stop——!"

The dog curly spine stopped: "?"

I hold his wrist.

Mistake, this is not happy at all.Now womenswear is big.Men are overwhelmed, and I have no interest in men wearing women's clothing, and I don't even have a sense of novelty.

The point is - I [strong.Forced] spines to wear women's clothing.

And there are only two of us in the room, so we don't need to save face or anything.

I met his suspicious eyes, paused for a moment, and said seriously: "You have to pretend that you don't want to, and let me force you. Do you understand?"

Goujuanji slowly made a question mark: "...?"

He looked down at me and took out his phone to type.

——But I am willing, if you let me wear it, I will wear it...

Me: "No! You don't want to!"

— but I

I repeated: "You, no, willing, willing. Then resist me, I insist you wear it, you just refuse, and I finally force you to wear it—that's it!"

Scratching his face after hearing this, the dog finally understood: "Salmon."

—Is it a role-playing game?

Me: "...you can also say that."

Curly Thorn nodded, and handed the skirt into my hands.

I entered the scene instantly, and said a line again: "But you should be able to wear it."

Gou Juji paused, then shook his head slowly: "Muyuhua."

Me: "You can!"

The dog curled his hands and made a big fork in front of his chest: "wood, fish, and flowers."

My eyes were bright, I knelt on the bed, and raised the skirt maliciously: "Then let me help you wear it."

The dog rolls his eyes along the quilt that slipped from my straightened thigh, raised his eyes, pursed his lips, and moved back very well.

I leaned in until the back of the dog's head hit the wall of the bed.

"Okay, I'm going to wear it."

My expectation is-

I ignored the dog's resistance and forced him to put on the little white dress.

However, the reality is—

... completely suppressed! ?

I moved my hands, but my arm was held tightly by the spell master and I couldn't move. I almost couldn't grasp the white skirt in my hand. He also closed his eyes in fear.

10 minutes passed.

I:"……"

Thorn, you resisted so seriously.

I, a bad guy, can't do it at all.

I emphasized: "In the end, I want to succeed."

The dog curly spine easily pressed my hands and feet, and blinked when he heard the words, "Salmon roe..."

The pressure on my arm subsided and I took the opportunity to move.

The dog's curly thorns were weak to resist, and after I put it on, I felt it was too easy.

but

"I didn't expect you to wear it just right..." I muttered unhappily.

I climbed off him, rolled to the head of the bed, and plugged in my dead phone.

"mayonnaise!"

I turned around, and the dog Curly Thorn jumped off the bed, looking at me with bright eyes, the white skirt just reached his calf.

He tried to show me like a model.

I had no interest, and clapped my hands perfunctorily: "Wow--it's so beautiful--"

He looked happier, spun in a circle, his white dress flying in the air like waves.

I looked down at the battery, and when he finished a circle, I raised my head in time to applaud: "Wow - it's so beautiful to spin around -"

The dog's curly thorny face was flushed, the snake eye pattern was extremely obvious, and his lips were pursed.

He turned around again, and stared at me happily with his purple eyes shining.

"..." I continued to applaud, "Wow...Wow...Come again..."

So the dog spins the spine and turns it into a top.

I silently videotaped him, leaving a warm family video.

.

By the time he stopped, I had already started chatting with Chiyo sitting on the bedside.

The dog curled up a little dizzy, and felt a little vain just after taking a step. He lay on the bed all at once, with his head just next to my kneeling leg, and the bed sank a piece.

"Just take a break." I ordered.

[Chiyo-chan]: But ah!Long distance love is really too bitter!Uuuuuuuuuuuu Chiyo and Nozaki are not in the same school.

[Non-stuffed rice balls]: It's okay, just a few years, and it passed in an instant.

[Chiyo-chan]: I think so too...but sometimes I really miss him, woo woo woo [No stuffing rice ball]: You can make good use of modern technology online video.

[Chiyo-chan]: Yes, I have to prepare for a long time before every video! [Cat hugging head.jpg]

I was swiping the screen of some friends' news, when the paralyzed person moved around my legs, I suddenly felt a weight on my legs.

Moving the phone away, the furry gray head is very naturally pillowed on my lap, and even because I bend my legs, his face is squeezed on my stomach.

The dog curly spine and I looked at each other for a few seconds: "..."

...stomach...pressed...

And light.The hair on the back of his head rubbed against the skin of his bare thigh, itching so badly.

The dog curly spine didn't notice it, and smiled softly at me, wrapping his hands around my waist.

I was a little moved, but quickly calmed down after seeing his white skirt.

I continue to brush dynamics.

Until he nibbled on my stomach through the fabric of his pajamas.

I lowered my head, my thorny face was buried in my pink pajamas, and my bright purple eyes slightly curved up to stare at me.

I took a deep breath: "You..."

"Mentaiko..." The heat of speaking was all over my stomach, itching inexplicably, goosebumps were about to come up.

As it turned out, my hunch was correct.

The hand around the waist slipped in along the clothes, pulled it away, and this bite really bites on my belly.

Moist and warm.

Gou Juanji straightened his waist and looked up, his dark eyes seemed undeniable.

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand and landed on the pillow without making any sound.