Climb out of the boss's coffin

"What's the matter?" In the evening, when Zhuang Weiran returned home, he saw Yu Yang standing at the door waiting for him with a serious expression.

After meeting his boss and owner, Yu Yang immediately pulled him aside and told him about the strange thing about a human being turned into a dog.

Although the man asked him to keep it secret before he left, Yu Yang didn't know him well. Between Zhuang Weiran and the suspicious people who came from home, does it matter who Yu Yang chooses?

Yu Yang had been observing that husky all afternoon, and what surprised him was that since the spirit clan disappeared, this dog named Xiaobai seemed to have regained its dog nature, no matter how much he tried, he didn't find anything abnormal.

After hearing Yu Yang's reminder, the housekeeper took the dog to check and found nothing abnormal. Yu Yang frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple, so he hurried over to report to Zhuang Weiran.

However, Zhuang Weiran's reaction disappointed Yu Yang. After hearing Yu Yang's words, Mr. Zhuang only ordered the dog to be taken to a pet hospital for a few days, and then it was over.

Yu Yang blinked because he didn't understand: "Someone you know?"

Zhuang Weiran nodded: "Acquaintance."

So the two tacitly skipped this matter... It's weird!

Yu Yang was actually very curious. What kind of acquaintance is he really your cousin who likes to pretend to be a dog? What kind of habit is it that you Spirit Race can still live in a dog?

It's a pity that the relationship between the two is not enough to pry into the secrets. Yu Yang intuitively feels that this is Zhuang Weiran's private matter, and being too curious and knowing too much is obviously not conducive to his longevity.

So Yu Yang wisely chose to restrain his curiosity.

But sighs are inevitable.

Yu Yang stopped talking, but Zhuang Weiran changed the subject first: "It takes time for the company to develop new products. During this time, your food problem..."

Yu Yang immediately looked at Zhuang Weiran intently, with an attitude of "you can arrange it anyway", which made Zhuang Weiran a little embarrassed, and got stuck in the middle of the sentence.

"It's like this... I thought of a way. Our spirit race has a kind of spiritism, which is to temporarily connect two souls into one body through a special method, so that the weak one can receive nutritional supplements from the other, thus prolonging life. "After hesitating for a while, Zhuang Weiran still bit the bullet and said.

Yu Yang was stunned when he heard this. Why does this sound so similar to the so-called "Double Cultivation" of Taoism?Is his thinking too dirty?

Zhuang Weiran's next actions seemed to confirm his judgment. Mr. Zhuang took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and while untiing his tie, he pulled Yu Yang to the bedroom: "Let's start now, there are 30 minutes before dinner." minutes."

Yu Yang was stunned: just now he felt that the two of them were unfamiliar, and the boss was going to have sex with him?Is this... going so fast?Don't give me such a big test all of a sudden, I will hold on to it!

Although it is actually not the first time for the two of them, the last experience was just a kiss for Yu Yang.Yu Yang, a pure-bred earthling, said: In his place, if there is no real. knife.

"Mr. Zhuang, what... is this bad for your health?" Yu Yang hesitated for a long time before saying such a sentence, which he didn't know whether to refuse or to refuse.

"It's just a stopgap measure. It won't be a problem if you just do it a few times. Don't worry!" Zhuang Weiran said, and had already brought Yu Yang into the room, and slammed the door shut.

You have no problem, I have a problem!Boss, you are so beautiful. Beautiful. Meals. I can eat. Marrow. Know. Taste!Yu Yang cried out in his heart, almost going crazy.

But Mr. Zhuang obviously didn't hear Yu Yang's voice.Looking at Zhuang Weiran, who looked impeccable from every angle, Yu Yang swallowed secretly.

This is about to start?When Zhuang Weiran comes over later, should I be honest and not reject him, or should I accept him honestly?Or should I hold back before accepting it?Yu Yang was in a mess and didn't know what he was thinking, but Zhuang Weiran was already about to push him onto the bed.

"Wait, wait, wait! Shall we discuss the up, down, issue first?" At the critical moment, Yu Yang seized the time to ask the key question.

Although according to the difference in force value and height between the two, outsiders would think that he is definitely destined to be a 0, but Mr. Zhuang's preference is uncertain. If he is also a 0, it would be too cruel to be a 1 with tears in his eyes, okay? !

"Up, down, question?" Zhuang Weiran was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and made an enlightened decision: "Then lie on your side."

Yu Yang: "Wait, it's not good to turn sideways...Huh?"

Without waiting for Yu Yang to protest again, Zhuang Weiran stopped him and pressed his shoulders against his forehead, and when Yu Yang's eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

When he regained consciousness, Yu Yang found himself lying on the bed. Walking the bird. The room was still the same room, but Zhuang Weiran was nowhere to be seen.

In a daze, Yu Yang thought that he was eaten, dried, wiped, and cleaned by the surname Zhuang. He sat up with his hands propped up, but there was no abnormality in his body.

Yu Yang: Why are you a little disappointed?

Just as he was thinking, Yu Yang suddenly felt a little thing the size of a hamster fluttering not far away. Mr. Zhuang, who was in the Q version, tripped over the folds of the bed sheet and rolled over, hitting Yu Yang's leg.

Yu Yang involuntarily covered his mouth with his hands, held his breath to calm down his heart that was almost jumped out of the cuteness: Oh my god, this is actually Mr. Zhuang!How can it be so cute? It's unscientific!

"Yu Yang! Where are you?" Zhuang Weiran obviously didn't know anything about it.Climbing up on the smooth and white rock, Mr. Zhuang set up a pergola and looked around for a while without success, then shouted to the surroundings a few times.

Seeing that no one answered, Mr. Zhuang frowned and complained in a low voice: "Strange, where are you going? It should be around here..."

After thinking about it for a while, Mr. Zhuang began to climb the mountain in front of him—probably because he thought it was better to stand on a high place.

Bypassing the two huge stone pillars, Mr. Zhuang found a place with a gentle slope and climbed up. He grabbed a handful of lush fluffy weeds with one hand, and a crooked hill with the other. He climbed up and leaned on the pillar to observe the terrain.

The terrain behind him changed quickly, and the small mountain suddenly began to roll down after he climbed up. Mr. Zhuang hurriedly pushed it away and was about to run away, but the small mountain bounced back by itself, hitting Mr. Zhuang on the back of the head on, hit him somersault.

At this critical moment, Mr. Zhuang hurriedly covered his head with both hands, and performed the standard action of avoiding danger, but the small mountain did not fall down.

Zhuang Weiran looked up, and saw that it was still staying in place, and its shape was still inexplicably familiar... Zhuang Weiran's expression was startled at first, and then he was completely stunned.

Zhuang Weiran: Dumbfounded.jpg

"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." At this moment, Yu Yang couldn't hold back anymore, patted the bed and laughed wildly. Zhuang Weiran was angry and embarrassed, and quickly slid down and stepped back ten centimeters away in an instant, questioning the holding. "You...why don't you.wear.clothes?"

Yu Yang shrugged innocently: "How would I know? I wake up like this!"

"Nonsense!" Mr. Zhuang jumped angrily: "My soul is bigger than yours. In order not to impact and invade your soul, I deliberately entered your inner world! How could you not know?"

Probably because...there was too much yellow waste in my mind before I came in, right?After hearing Zhuang Weiran's words, Yu Yang felt a little guilty.

"Cough, what? It turns out that this is in the subconscious mind, it looks amazing!" Yu Yang tried to change the subject.

"Can you put on your clothes first?" Zhuang Weiran covered his small face and shouted in a broken voice. There is a huge difference in body size between the two, so don't look too clearly!

"Oh oh okay!" Yu Yang also felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, and quickly took out the clothes from the closet and started to wear them.Speaking of which, the things in this spiritual world are exactly the same as the outside world. If Zhuang Weiran hadn't reminded Yu Yang, he wouldn't have noticed that the two of them are bodies projected by consciousness.

After getting dressed, Yu Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, and sat face to face with Mr. Zhuang, who was countless times younger, staring wide-eyed.

"Won't your souls ever grow? Just look like a child?" Even though he had seen the Spirit Race hiding in the husky shell, and seeing the white and round Mr. Zhuang, Yu Yang still felt very uncomfortable. Strange.

"Of course not!" Zhuang Weiran compared the height of his knees, and gave Yu Literate a serious science introduction: "The newborn baby spirit is only this tall, and like Jiling, it has to go through the process of growing from a baby to an adult. My height is around It is already considered high among the spirit clan!"

Seeing Zhuang Weiran proudly straightening out her small chest, Yu Yang couldn't help but want to laugh again.In fact, with Mr. Zhuang's current image, no matter what he does, it makes people feel as fun as a child pretending to be mature.

Mr. Zhuang stretched out his chubby hand and pushed his glasses seriously: "Although your soul volume is larger than mine, my soul density is much larger than yours, especially since we often eat food rich in spiritual seeds. Under the same quality My astral body is even heavier than yours."

Yu Yang picked up Mr. Zhuang's belt and shook it in disbelief: "Don't say it, you are so small and heavy, like a weight!"

Mr. Zhuang struggled for a while and tried to get away without success, then stared at a pair of dead fish eyes trying to intimidate someone who was presumptuous: "Of course, put me down quickly! What's the matter?"

Yu Yang watched the miniature version of his owner carefully for a while, until the victim couldn't help but explode, and then he reluctantly put him down.

Mr. Zhuang, who was put down, gave him a fierce look, frowned unhappily and adjusted his little suit and shirt.If it is a normal body, this action will be very stylish, but because the person is too small, and it is a cute three-headed body Q version, cute in everything, Yu Yang couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

I really want to make Boss Zhuang go crazy... my hands are so itchy!

no no no!Hurry up and stop this rebellious thought, and now you are pointing at Mr. Zhuang for dinner, you can't be so presumptuous!

"Right? Didn't you just say you want that or something..." Forcibly holding down his ready to move hand, Yu Yang rubbed his head and asked stubbornly, "When shall we start?"

"Let's get started!" Although he was still a little upset, after examining Yu Yang's attire critically, Mr. Zhuang got up and walked to Yu Yang's side and sat down next to him.

One minute passed, two minutes passed...Seeing that Boss Zhuang was about to fall asleep leaning on him, Yu Yang finally couldn't help it, stretched out a finger and pushed Boss Zhuang: "Hey, can this be all right?"

"Well, it's fine as long as the mental body keeps in touch." Mr. Zhuang made a perfunctory sentence, and then fell asleep with his head tilted.

It's not really a bed. Sheet, bad review!

The villain in Yu Yang bit his handkerchief, so depressed that he vomited blood!What does it mean to give hope and let people down, this is it!

After being decadent for a while, Yu Yang saw the glasses pressed on the bridge of Mr. Zhuang's nose, and took them off lightly. Mr. Zhuang wrinkled his nose and turned over and fell asleep again. Yu Yang picked up Mr. Zhuang and put Put it in your jacket pocket, get up and look for tools.

After a while, Yu Yang found scissors and needlework, cut a piece of cloth from the bed sheet and sewed it into a mini blindfold, and equipped it for Mr. Zhuang.

Perhaps because he felt that this thing was similar to glasses, Mr. Zhuang groaned in dissatisfaction, but he still didn't wake up. As if he was encouraged, Yu Yang immediately began to tinker with making small quilts, pillows, and beds for Mr. Zhuang.

When Zhuang Weiran woke up, he thought it was dark. After pulling off the blindfold on his eyes, he found himself in a pink dreamy bed.

Zhuang Weiran: Is he still dreaming?

Fortunately, Mr. Zhuang quickly understood his situation, opened the pink gauze curtain and prepared to get out of bed, but unfortunately there was only a pair of cute rabbit fluff slippers beside the bed.

Zhuang Weiran: ... Shouldn't he be glad that the clothes on his body are not changed into cute styles?

Between losing moral integrity and wearing socks to the ground, Mr. Zhuang decisively chose the latter.The purpose of entering is a room with tables, chairs and a wardrobe. Push the door and go out. There is a spiral staircase leading to the first floor in the corridor not far away.

No need to ask to know whose handwriting it is.

Zhuang Weiran simply ran to the stairs with bare feet, and shouted to the outside: "Yu Yang, where are my glasses?"

A huge eye appeared from a window downstairs, startling Zhuang Weiran, and soon the eyes disappeared, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and a small remote-controlled plane carried a small flower basket from the The door flew in and stopped in front of Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang took a closer look and saw that his glasses were lying quietly among a clump of Malan chrysanthemums.

Zhuang Weiran: ...

At this time, Yu Yang was building the fence of the hut with great interest, Zhuang Weiran came out from the door, observed Yu Yang who was squatting there like a hill, and kicked his thumb.

"You came out! Did you sleep well?" Sensing the slight tingling pain on his fingers, Yu Yang looked down at the little one in front of him, and asked as if asking for credit: "How is it? Is my handicraft very good? It’s very handy to make things here! I can imitate the remote control aircraft that I have only seen once before!”

Zhuang Weiran: He doesn't admit that he was picked up by Xiao Xiao the moment the plane flew in!

"This is your spiritual world, of course you can create things in the void according to your own wishes." Zhuang Weiran explained solemnly, "But it's meaningless for you to do these things. Nothing in the spiritual world can be brought to the real world."

"I know, I'm bored anyway, so I'll just practice my hands!" Yu Yang said indifferently: "Besides, it's not in vain to make you sleep more comfortably!"

Before Zhuang Weiran was moved, Mr. Zhuang's heart was first occupied by anger: "Yu Yang, did I tell you that you need to keep in touch with your spiritual body?"

"Uh huh?" Yu Yang was taken aback by Mr. Zhuang's sudden outburst of temper, and couldn't help but froze on the spot.

"Look what you've done! Wasting my time!"

"Ahhh... Boss, I was wrong!" Yu Yang, who was flattering and slapping his horse's legs, ran away amidst Mr. Zhuang's roar.

Half a minute later, under Mr. Zhuang's orders, Yu Yang flattened obediently. Zhuang Weiran found a flat place on his belly, put a table and chairs on it, and sat down honestly—anyway Do not waste it.

Seeing that Zhuang Weiran took out a notebook out of nowhere, put it on the desk and began to send and receive and process documents, Yu Yang was shocked: "This computer can be connected to the outside world? How did you bring it in?"

Zhuang Weiran glanced at Yu Yang contemptuously, and hung his appetite very viciously: "Business secrets."

Yu Yang: ...I just annoyed Mr. Zhuang, so I can't ask in detail T^T

After Mr. Zhuang said this, he stopped talking to Yu Yang and concentrated on doing his own business. Yu Yang stood there for a while, and then became bored again.

Seeing a plate of fruit on the table, Yu Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately stretched out his hand to reach for it.

It's a pity that there is still a long distance between the fingers and the fruit plate. Yu Yang was not discouraged. On the premise of ensuring that he would not disturb Mr. Zhuang, he moved himself over bit by bit, and then moved back bit by bit.

After getting the items, Yu Yang tilted his head laboriously, dug out the pits, peeled the skins, carefully cut the cherries, seabuckthorns, grapes, raisins, blueberries and other fruits into very small pieces, and made a mini fruit platter. Put it on a small dish with dipping sauce and put it next to Mr. Zhuang, and put a toothpick on it thoughtfully.

Zhuang Weiran: ...I really underestimated you!

What supports you to persevere in such harsh conditions?Wouldn't it be nice to lie down and sleep?

Zhuang Weiran looked back at Yu Yang incomprehensibly, and when he caught the boss's gaze, Yu Yang immediately returned him a bright smile showing eight teeth.

Mr. Zhuang, who was blinded by Yu Yang's smile, turned his head quickly, and picked up the toothpick with complicated emotions - he always felt that if he failed someone's labor results, his conscience would hurt.

Seeing that Mr. Zhuang was holding a toothpick as if he was holding a dagger, Yu Yang immediately cut the toothpick according to Mr. Zhuang's size and handed it to Mr. Zhuang for him to poke and eat.

Zhuang Weiran: Even if he explained that eating here is meaningless, he would still enjoy it...

The portion of the fruit platter was quite sufficient, and Zhuang Weiran actually had the illusion that he was full after eating. Before he could put down the toothpick and continue working, a warm "towel" was handed to him with a finger on it.

Zhuang Weiran: You won!

Even if some people suppressed his body and banned his speech, there are still ways to gain a sense of existence.