canine boyfriend

The president had another dream.This time, in the dream, there was no dog man wearing a cheap raincoat who went crazy and stir up little secrets, and he didn't do multiple-choice questions back and forth, but lay on his body, arching his stomach like a dog.

He clutched his stomach and scolded that person to get out, but with both hands, he firmly pressed the skin near the navel, preferring to have his arm broken and not let outsiders see the scar.He wanted to hide it, hide it under his body, so he kept changing positions, from lying down to lying down.The place where he lay on his stomach was so warm that his skin became hot and spread all the way to his neck and face.

But he was so scared, because in the dream, there was such a disparity in power between himself and that person, as if that unstoppable force broke his body lightly, and his body would be torn apart, crushed, and crushed. Man discovers things that cannot be seen with man.

It was discovered that he had a child.

But he didn't know what the force that insisted on killing him was. After a while, he became one person, then several people, all men, and after a while they became parents again.

"Your brother is the only child in the family, so let him have some."

The president ran while clutching his stomach, stopped and took a few steps back. He stopped on the spot and looked back, took a few steps back, and suddenly bumped into someone.

"What about me? What about me? Am I not a son?" He turned his head sharply and asked the parents behind him. When he turned his head again, there was another person behind him, wearing light blue clothes and light pink clothes, and wear white.They operated on themselves, and brought out a child covered in blood, and told him that it was a daughter.

Looking down, he was blocked by a layer of cloth. He couldn't see what happened below, but he clearly knew what happened. He cut off layer by layer, and sewed up layer by layer... He wanted to hug her, see Look at her, love her well, even if your arm is weak and there are countless drip tubes inserted, you still have to hug her and take a look at her, at least know if there is any problem with her body.

"No problem?" He exhausted his strength and asked the doctor next to him, fearing that his daughter would be born the same as himself.But the doctor didn't shake his head or nod, so he asked again, and found himself in another place, standing in a piece of broken glass, surrounded by red, he wanted to run again, but someone grabbed him back.

Very hot.

The president twisted and opened his eyes, and when he opened them, he saw a pair of worried eyes. "You...why are you on my bed?" He tilted his head to look at the dog man, unable to remember many things, as if he fell asleep to himself as soon as he fell asleep.

The clerk was holding his throat, wanting to say a lot, but he was hugged tightly in his arms. "It's you in my bed, this is my home."

"Your bed?" The president got up with a flushed face, looked around, and finally regained a bit of reality after his memory came back. Yes, that's right, it's the dog's single kennel. He drank too much at the reception and vomited in a daze , and then went home on his [-] bars.The two kissed frantically in the bathroom and went to bed again.

Then... the president trembled violently, lowered his head to look down, and saw the pink bear pattern.What the hell is this... Oh, it's safety pants, I wear them to sleep, I remember everything.

"Wife?" The clerk woke up very early, and the boss didn't sleep well all night, especially in the two hours before dawn, he had to turn over every ten minutes, as if a trapped animal was imprisoned and wanted to escape.He didn't dare to wake people up, so he coaxed them for two hours.

"Who asked you to tell the lady boss downstairs about me!" The president knelt on his body in embarrassment, just riding him, and for some reason, he was the first to remember the unfinished anger last night.His eyes were fierce, but his movements were very careful. He stroked his hair back, slowly raised his sexy body, and his eyes were on the small area on the bed.

Didn't get it?The president lifted his upturned butt, and didn't feel relieved until he saw that there was nothing on the worn army green towel.Is this underwear so amazing?The president touched back again, touching the gluteal muscles on both sides with both hands, as if yes, the most embarrassing situation did not happen.

Can somersaults be worn?Don't worry all night, just sleep until dawn?

This thing... not bad.The president touched and touched again and again to make sure that the outer layer of the underwear was dry before he was completely relieved. Suddenly, his body turned upside down, and the clerk hugged his thigh and knocked him down. His center of gravity was unstable, and he collapsed on the clerk's body. .

The clerk hugged him with a quilt in his arms, hugging his arms full, his eyes full of liking.

"What are you doing!" The president asked him in a piercing voice. From a very close distance, he smelled the smell of the dog man, the faint smell of sweat that belongs to young and surging vitality, and there is also a warmth from body temperature, and the beauty muscles.

"I told the proprietress that I have made a deal with you." The clerk put him on his body like a rocking chair, "I said I would marry you, and I will definitely come back to marry you."

"There's something wrong. I'm rich enough to marry you?" The CEO was surrounded by this kind of warmth. The pain in his stomach made him close his mean mouth, and he curled up in the clerk's broad embrace, vaguely , fell asleep angrily.

When he woke up again, the side was empty, the president rubbed his stomach and reluctantly got out of bed, probably because he drank too much cold spirits in the past week, and all the ice cubes accumulated up to now began to bite back.There was a folded suit at the end of the bed. The CEO had cramps in his toes from the pain, but he still loved face and looks. He went to the bathroom to change into a new pair of comfort pants, and dressed meticulously when he came back.

This suit looks like cheap clothes bought by a dog man. The size is wrong and the color is wrong. The president leans against the wall and goes to the washing machine to find his dirty clothes from yesterday. Take off all the cuff buttons.

Take it little by little, as if it is all his dignity.

He put on the socks, and when the back of his feet stretched, he immediately went into convulsions, but he stretched the new socks to the flattest point and clamped them with garters.Then he put on a shirt that was the wrong size, and stretched it out with shirt clips on his thighs before putting on his pants.The tie was very cheap, and he tied the perfect Windsor knot, then put on the expensive diamond tie clip, and the cuffs were flattened, and a symmetrical jewel cuff clip was added.

After putting on the whole suit, he was already in a cold sweat.With a pale face, he came to the living room and saw the dog man wielding a spatula in the small kitchen.

"Wife, are you awake?" The clerk was making fried eggs, "Wait for me, we can eat right away. There is hot milk on the table."

The president sat down slowly with the help of the dining table, picked up the stainless steel mug, and felt for the first time that it was not bad to have breakfast like this.

The breakfast is very simple, all made by the staff, and there is brown sugar and millet porridge.The president blew and drank with a small spoon, and looked up from time to time to see the bag on the dog man's forehead and his bandaged arm.Thinking of the tempered glass that blew up last night, it's time to let the manufacturer go bankrupt.

"Honey, shall I take a taxi to take you to work later?" The clerk gave the president a pickle with chopsticks.

"No, I have a car, a four-wheeled car." The president lightly touched the big bag on his head, and took out his mobile phone to contact the driver.He asked the driver to go home and drive, and brought another suit by the way.After the meal was finished, the driver just called and said that the car had parked outside the community.

The president ate the last bite of the poached egg, and asked the driver to take a taxi back first, and put the car key in the right front tire keel.He didn't want others to see him go to work with the dog man, so he insisted on driving by himself.The dog man moved quickly, changed into formal clothes after eating, and followed him downstairs with his bulging shoulders on his back. The president walked out slowly, occasionally stopping for a while, waiting until he was sure he was fine before continuing.

"What's wrong with you, my wife?" The little clerk noticed that he kept stopping.

"I eat too much breakfast. I will not get used to eating poached eggs." The president wiped off his cold sweat, took the key, and opened the car door. Just as he was about to get in, he received a call from the nanny at home.

"It's me." The CEO quickly picked it up. It must be because his daughter missed him, "Tell her that I will definitely..."

The clerk was just about to take the co-pilot, when he suddenly found that the boss was not moving, and he stuttered when answering the phone, saying he wanted to send a photo.He hurried over to have a look, but he didn't want the boss to almost drop his phone on the ground, leaning against the car door and unable to bend down.

Just when the phone vibrated, a photo was sent. The employee didn't want to see the boss's privacy, but accidentally picked up the phone and turned it on.

In the photo, there was a big cut on the face of a little girl.

The president only glanced at it, and was instantly dizzy, the blood in his body was drained, his whole body was completely cold, his stomach hurts so much that he seemed to have given birth again, and something fell down, he called the phone again, shaking his lips, biting the tip of his tongue , but didn't say a word.

The body was so light, the president's first reaction was that he had passed out, and then he realized that he was being hugged.

The clerk carried the president into the co-pilot, walked quickly back to the posture seat, held the phone, and started the engine while pulling the seat belt on the co-pilot. After the car started, he turned the steering wheel and reversed: "Which hospital, I'll be there soon." .”

The president clutched his stomach, and the sweat finally flowed from the brows to the end of his eyes.

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Little Matryoshka: Crying loudly.