After rebirth I became a world champion

Early the next morning, Jing Liu and An He set off to the pet store in downtown S.

Under the enthusiastic introduction and recommendation of the clerk, they bought kennels, blankets, dog food, eating utensils, toothbrushes, molar sticks...

When he came out of the pet store, An He already had a big bag of things in his hands. He saw the bank deduction text message displayed on his phone: It's really not easy to raise a dog.

When the two arrived at the gate of the provincial team, they stuffed everything in the bag into the two large schoolbags they were carrying. When they passed by the archery range, they saw Wang Jianfeng was already there.

Wang Jianfeng's voice was loud: "What did you do all morning?"

Jing Liu smiled and said, "We went to the supermarket once, put away our schoolbags and came to practice." After saying that, he dragged An He back to the dormitory with oil on his feet.

Jing Liu patted An He: "Isn't it a good thing that senior brother is smart, just in case he brought two big schoolbags, otherwise we will be exposed to the enemy agents."

An He pushed the door open and saw a small meatball with a black face rolling over. The match was stepping on its short legs and rubbing against the owner's feet. He held it in his arms and gently pinched it. The back of the neck was massaged, and the little guy lay obediently in his arms and enjoyed his master's love without moving.

After Jing Liu took out the kennel and arranged it neatly, An He put the matches down.

An He bought a very warm and thickened suede kennel for Match. The entire kennel has a one-piece enclosure, and the periphery is made of high-resilience pearl cotton. The space is relatively large, which is enough for a small dog like Match. Rolling around like a baby in the middle, the reasonable design of the inclination can also take good care of the puppy's spine.

Because the match is a small public item, An He chose a pink crown shape, and the inner cushion is a violet star pattern, which is very beautiful.

An He patted Match's little butt lightly, and the little guy bravely leaned forward, sniffed around with his flat nose, and pressed it several times with his paws. After confirming the softness, he jumped up, thinking for himself I found a special nest and kept circling happily.

An He was amused by it: Fortunately, he went there for dinner on Christmas Eve and saved such a cute little life. He couldn't imagine the fate of Matchstick if he and Yi Wenxi hadn't passed by there at that time.

He took out the dog bowl and water bowl that Jing Liu picked out from the bag, which were full of love logos, and washed them. Since he brought it back yesterday, he hasn't eaten anything yet, so An He hurriedly prepared food for it.

Because the puppy’s teeth were not sharp enough and the gastrointestinal function was not perfect, he soaked the dog food with milk bought from a pet store, poured water into the water bowl, and put it next to the match’s kennel.

An He touched its head, shook hands with its little paws, and said softly, "Match, Dad and Uncle are out for training, you should stay in the room by yourself, do you understand?"

Jing Liu, who was forced to become Uncle Dog: "Let's go, or the black face will come to the door."

When eating at noon, An He took out a lock bowl and put some chicken breast and beef for lunch into it.

The meat cooked by Su Ganli is low in oil and salt, suitable for athletes, and also suitable for matches.

When leaving the kitchen, An He ordered an order by the way, saying that he wanted to eat fish tomorrow, and asked Su Ganli to prepare more.

When they returned to the room, there was a bubble of urine and a pile of stinky dog ​​poop on the dormitory floor, and Match looked at them innocently.

Jing Liu raised his voice, pretending to strike a match on purpose: "Damn it, it's a good thing this piss and shit didn't get on our bed."

An He, who had to shovel her daughter's shit by herself: "We will have a competition in two days, and I will send it to Yi Wenxi tomorrow."

Old An He's father was worried again: he wondered if he could take care of the matches.

After training in the afternoon of the next day, An He applied to Yan Ming to go out, and quietly walked around the coach's office with an air box containing matches (for a small pet dog), avoiding Wang Jianfeng's sight and going out.

When he came to Yi's downstairs, An He looked up at the skyscraper with dozens of floors. This was the first time An He had been here in his life, and he was carrying a little pug.

After going through multiple security checks, An He was finally able to enter Yi's. After he revealed his identity, the elegant front desk lady took him straight to another independent elevator away from the crowd.

The front desk lady: "VIP, please, this is the direct elevator to the president's office, and someone upstairs will welcome you in."

The elevator is rising rapidly, but its stability is very good. It does not make people feel weightless, and there is still a faint smell of perfume in the air.

Yi Wenxi's unique smell.

Yi Wenxi looked at the WeChat message An He sent him a few minutes ago: "System, how much do I like you now?"

Xiong'er: "The favorability has risen by 20%."

Yi Wenxi just wanted to nod to express her satisfaction.

Xiong'er activated the sarcasm skill: "However, 15% of them are classified into the family affection index. The host congratulates you. If you continue to follow this path, you will become An He...the most important...brother."

Yi Wenxi's face turned darker than the bottom of the pot in an instant: "I regard you as a lover but you treat me as a brother series?"

When Uncle Yang waited for An He at the elevator entrance, he couldn't help but look at the child a few more times: the child looks very good, those big eyes are like a pair of stars sprinkled their own silver ash in them, let me see you people never forget.

Uncle Yang: "Is that An He? I'm Uncle Yang, Xiaoxi is already waiting for you inside, just go in."

When the door was pushed open, An He saw Yi Wenxi's gloomy face instantly turned sunny. He put the flight case on the coffee table, and the match barking inside wanted to come out.

Yi Wenxi hasn't seen a match since parting on Christmas Eve. Xin's long fingers opened the door of the flight box, and gently took out a match from it: "Let Dad see if the past two days are good."

An He: "..."

Match is also very close to Yi Wenxi, rubbing his head in his arms right now, even wanting to climb onto his shoulders.

An Hexu babbled: "It's still young, remember to soak it in water or milk to soften it before feeding it dog food, and feed it some low-salt and low-oil vegetables, as well as beef, chicken and fish, Remember to pick the thorns of the fish, and give it a molar stick, now it will be uncomfortable to grow teeth, and I have brought its small toys."

"When you fall asleep, you must cover it with a blanket. It doesn't sleep well, so don't let it catch a cold."

An He scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "And brother, it still needs to apply for a dog certificate and vaccinations. I originally wanted to go through it first, but I can't handle some certificates at home. I need to trouble you to help him do it." After a while, you can go out for a walk after finishing it, otherwise it will be bad if you hurt someone. There are collars and dog leashes in the bag, and I have bought them all."

An He was still thinking about what he had missed and didn't explain, when he saw Yi Wenxi shaking a thick stack of documents in his hand, the title read: "Pug Breeding Guide."

An He thumped his head lightly: he forgot that he has many subordinates, as long as he has the heart, he will definitely know how to raise a dog well.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, An He touched Matchstick's head reluctantly and prepared to leave: "Matchstick, be good, I'll take you back after the competition."

Yi Wenxi grabbed his sleeve and said coquettishly: "Come and have dinner with me."

An He looked at his phone. It was almost nine o'clock and he hadn't eaten yet. He still remembered that Yi Wenxi's stomach was very bad in his previous life, and he even had stomach bleeding when he was so busy.

An He was a little annoyed: "You haven't eaten so late?"

Yi Wenxi replied: "Well, I asked Uncle Yang to prepare it, and I'll deliver it right away." He lifted up the match, put his head against the little guy, and said in a casual tone, "It's not good to eat alone."

An He looked around the huge office. The whole floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the lights of thousands of families in the distance. Behind each light was the warmest and most ordinary family, but the happiness of these ordinary families was easy to hear. What's missing, right?

He has the livelihood of tens of thousands of Yi's employees on his shoulders, and the employees have time off work, but he doesn't.

When ordinary people are having dinner and playing, he is busy with various documents and meetings on the top floor of this skyscraper. This huge building symbolizes power and wealth, but An He feels that it is a cage for this 23-year-old boy.

An He spoke hoarsely because of distress: "Okay."

After a while, Uncle Yang came in with food. The three dishes and one soup were quite rich.

Uncle Yang seems to like An He very much: "Xiaohe, it's rare for Xiaoxi to ask for a meal today. Usually, at most, he sends me or the secretary to buy a sandwich. I tell him how many times he doesn't listen."

An He was a little annoyed, and looked at Yi Wenxi: "No matter how busy you are, you have to eat on time, otherwise what will you do if your stomach is overwhelmed?" As an athlete with a regular diet and a very healthy lifestyle, An He is very concerned about this kind of irregular meals. The habit is very dissatisfied.

Uncle Yang blinked at An He: "Did you hear that, Xiao He already said that, you have to pay attention in the future, don't always think that my old man is meddling."

Yi Wenxi: "Uncle Yang, go back, you don't have to wait for me today."

After Uncle Yang closed the door, An He asked again: "Do you usually feel sick to your stomach? I'll go to Dr. Yang's to get some stomach medicine. There are all good things in his place. You should prepare it just in case."

Yi Wenxi: "I will pay attention, I have the medicine."

An He asked him to eat well, and played with the match by himself. The match was very nimble, and it got under Yi Wenxi's desk in the blink of an eye, and then got stuck in it clumsily, whimpering.

An He hurried over and found that the little guy wasn't really stuck, but didn't dare to move because he was afraid.

He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stretched out his hand to pull out the match like a flying cake, and patted its little butt: "I told you to be naughty, don't run around, do you hear me?"

Match seemed to feel that he had made a mistake and was still in shock. His big head was buried in An He's arms, and his two little claws clung to his chest, "facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes".

Just as An He was about to leave with matches in his arms, he was attracted by a photo frame on the desk. In the photo frame was a wallpaper that was widely circulated on the Internet and used by the little bamboos: he and Yi Wenxi were holding A picture of balloons looking at each other.

The photo frame is placed behind the side of the computer, and can only be seen when sitting on his boss chair. He does not let others find it easily, and secretly puts himself within reach.

An He's heart was both sweet and sour.

After the match was healed, the scar forgot to hurt, and after a while, he writhed and got off An He's body.

The active pug chased the little ball to the door of the office. The closed door suddenly opened, and a foot wearing Martin boots appeared in the field of vision.

Match was timid, and when he saw this, he immediately ran back behind An He and looked out.

When Su Nian came in, what he saw was such a happy scene: Yi Wenxi stretched his legs lazily, eating with a bowl in his hand, his eyes kept chasing the one person and one dog playing in the office.

The handsome boy in the purple sweater he was familiar with was An He, the shit-stirring stick.

Su Nian gritted his teeth in his heart, he has already entered the office, besides himself, no one else who has no working relationship with Yi Wenxi has entered this office!

The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time, cuties~

The watermelon was vaccinated this afternoon and the whole person is groggy hhhhh~