Rabbit sperm wife is super cute

When going to work on the second day, Zhou Mian announced to everyone that a new colleague has come, who is mainly responsible for feeding and cleaning the cage.

Everyone knew that this was the boss's back door for the little wife. After all, everyone took turns doing the work, and there was no need for an extra person to be responsible.

Everyone sees the truth without telling the truth, and warmly welcomes new colleagues to join.

Xiaoyue took Tong Ling to the foster care room, explained to him the general workflow, and showed him how to feed and clean.

In their eyes, Tong Ling looked like a pampered young master, who might just put on a show when he said that he couldn't do a good job at work.

I never thought that this proprietress is more diligent than anyone else, as long as it is something he can do, he will rush to do it.

Looking at Tong Ling who was busy going around, Xiaoyue joked with Zhou Mian: "Are you really willing to let the proprietress do this?"

Zhou Mian's gaze was firmly stuck to Tong Ling's body, and he said, "This way he will be happy."

Zhou Mian understands that only when he is busy can Tong Ling feel that he is a useful person.

He already felt that he was out of place in this society because of his identity as a monster, and he lacked a lot of understanding of human life just because of his transformation, so he was anxious all day long, afraid of being rejected, and even more afraid of not being able to integrate into everything around him.

What Zhou Mian can do is to reassure him and introduce him to the new world.

After working all day, Tong Ling was sweating profusely from running.

When he got into the car with Zhou Mian, he asked anxiously, "Husband, how is my performance today? Is there anything I didn't do well? You must tell me."

Zhou Mian took Tong Ling's hand and kissed it, and said with a smile, "Very well, they all praised you."

"Really?" Tong Ling scratched his head.

"Of course, they said the proprietress is very hardworking." Zhou Mian leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt.

"Boss lady..." Tong Ling muttered these three words, giggling twice.

Zhou Mian touched his forehead and asked, "What would the proprietress want to eat tonight?"

Tong Ling said cheerfully, "Boss Zhou decides."

The little rabbit demon knew that the title of proprietress was because everyone recognized his relationship with Zhou Mian.

He is no longer a wandering rabbit spirit, he has a place of belonging in this world that did not belong to him originally.

Zhou Mian parked the car and took Tong Ling to go grocery shopping.

From a long distance, they saw Qin Zhao take away Qin Bo's money box.

Uncle Qin just glanced at him dully, not even bothering to stop him.

"Husband, didn't you say that the bad guys were taken away?" Tong Ling asked doubtfully.

"Well, it might have been released." Zhou Mian replied calmly.

The man took out all the money in the paper box, counted it as he walked, and spat: "Old things only sell for so little a day."

When they walked to Zhou Mian's side, the two looked at each other.

Zhou Mian saw desire and evil in that man's eyes.

After passing by, Tong Ling looked back at the man, and said angrily: "If it wasn't for not being able to use spells, I would have to teach him a lesson!"

Zhou Mian embraced the little rabbit demon, and said calmly: "Don't care about the dying person."

Tong Ling: "Huh?"

Zhou Mian didn't explain too much, and brought Tong Ling to Qin Bo's vegetable stand.

"Doctor Zhou." Uncle Qin stood up and greeted him.

"How are you recently?" Zhou Mian asked.

"It's not good, I'm my age, every day counts."

Zhou Mian picked up the dishes casually, and comforted: "Don't think so, bad things will always pass."

"Thank you for your kind words." Uncle Qin said, after a pause, he looked at Tong Ling again, his eyes filled with kindness, "Is this your younger brother?"

Zhou Mian: "No, it's my lover."

"Love?" Uncle Qin's eyes widened.

In the minds of their older generation, they still don't quite understand same-sex love.

"Grandpa, hello." Tong Ling greeted obediently.

Uncle Qin hurriedly put away his surprised expression, and responded, "Hello, hello."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhou Mian again: "He is a beautiful child, and he matches you very well."

Even if he doesn't understand, he will show respect. Life is already hard, so why judge other people's feelings with colored glasses?

Zhou Mian handed the selected vegetables to Uncle Qin, and Uncle Qin waved his hand and said, "Last time you sent me to the hospital, before I had time to thank you, you can take these vegetables."

Tong Ling was about to help Zhou Mian refuse, but Zhou Mian was not polite this time: "Thank you then."

"I should thank you more."

When he was about to leave, Zhou Mian said to Qin Bo: "After today, everything will be fine."

Back home, Tong Ling followed Zhou Mian to learn how to cook.

He was eager to help cut the yam, and when he held the knife, he felt a strange feeling in his palm.

Tong Ling held the knife in front of his eyes and looked carefully, then sniffed it with his nose, this is...

The kitchen knife in his hand was taken away, Zhou Mian pinched his face, and said softly: "I won't give you such a dangerous thing, as long as you stay with me."

Tong Ling came back to his senses, hugged Zhou Mian's waist and acted like a baby: "No, I want to learn to cook, so I can cook for you every day from now on."

"Okay, then you can see what I do first, okay?"

"OK~"

"When cutting vegetables, you should put your hands like this..."

Gululu's soup pot was steaming, and the figures of the two people in the kitchen overlapped. Some were teaching patiently, while others were blowing rainbow farts.

This seems to be an ordinary and happy life for two people.

The life that Zhou Mian had imagined countless times.

The weather in early spring and February turns warm and cold.

At noon, several people gathered around the table to eat soup pot.

In front of Tong Ling was a box of vegetable salad and a bowl of vegetarian soup, which he ate with great relish.

Qiuqiu looked at the meat in her bowl, then at Tong Ling, and asked, "Miss Boss, are you losing weight?"

Tong Ling's cheeks were bulging, and he looked at her with round eyes and said, "Loose weight?"

Qiuqiu: "You never seem to eat meat?"

Tong Ling choked for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Zhou Mian answered, "He is a vegetarian."

"No wonder the proprietress is so thin!" Xiaoyue exclaimed.

Tong Ling: Are you thin?When I turned into a rabbit, I became so fat that I couldn't see my legs.

"Hey, have you read today's news?" Dr. Bai suddenly interjected while holding his mobile phone.

Qiuqiu: "What news?"

Doctor Bai pointed the screen at the crowd: "A male corpse was found over there in Shihe. Damn, he died a terrible death. It is said that it was a vendetta."

Xiaoyue: "Let me see, let me see, Shihe is so close to us, has the suspect been caught?"

"It says it's still under investigation."

"More than 50 knives in his body, his hands are gone...I'm going, I'm going to have nightmares tonight."

A few people talked to each other, and the discussion was in full swing.

Tong Ling also moved over curiously to take a look, and exclaimed, "It's him."

Right below the news is a photo of the victim. Isn't that man with a sluggish face the bastard Qin Zhao?

"Miss Boss, do you know her?" Qiuqiu asked doubtfully.

"He, he is Grandpa Qin's son." Tong Ling stammered.

As he spoke, he tugged on Zhou Mian's clothes again, "Look quickly, is it him?"

Zhou Mian glanced lightly and said, "It's him."

"Why did you die? We met yesterday...yesterday..." Tong Ling's words came to an abrupt end.

He turned his head to look at the man beside him. He remembered what Zhou Mian said yesterday: A dying person...

How did my husband know that Qin Zhao was going to die soon?

Could it be my husband... No, it's impossible, my husband stayed with him all the time.

"What are you thinking?" The man's face suddenly enlarged.

He took the napkin and carefully wiped the corners of Tong Ling's lips.

"Oh, Brother Mian stuffed us with dog food again." Qiuqiu joked.

Tong Ling couldn't laugh anymore, his little head was full of question marks.

In the afternoon Zhou Mian was busy in the consultation room, while Tong Ling squatted in the foster room and drew circles.

Hu Yang came in with his new foster pet, was startled when he saw Tong Ling, and asked, "Why are you squatting here?"

Tong Ling clapped his hands and helped to open the empty cage and put the puppy in.

"Hu Yang, you told me last time that there is a secret about your husband, what exactly is it?"

Hu Yang imitated his tone and said, "Why should I tell you?"

Tong Ling opened his mouth and paused for a while: "Forget it."

"Hey, I won't tell you, I won't tell you." Hu Yang owed Xixi to tease Tong Ling.

He is so annoying!

Tong Ling was not good at arguing with others, so he hummed and turned to feed the puppy.

Hu Yang put away his smiling face, and said casually: "If you want to know, fall into his dream."

In the middle of the night, the people beside him fell asleep.

Tong Ling lay on his chest and fell into a deep sleep together.

The "patter" of light rain kept falling.

The man knelt on the ground and clasped his hands together begging for mercy: "I was wrong, I won't dare next time, and I won't dare again."

It's Qin Zhao.

"You dare to swallow my goods." A big black umbrella tightly covered the speaker.

"I, I don't know what's wrong, I'm infatuated, I was really wrong, give me a chance to correct myself." Qin Zhao started to slap himself.

"With me, there will never be a next time."

After the words fell, several young people surrounded him.

The shining knife makes people shudder.

The man's screams were piercing.

"I'll change it, I'll change it! I'll really change it! Let me go!"

The people on the ground disappeared and turned into broken undead.

He was trapped in the place of death, repeating what happened before he died, and fear tormented him day and night.

"Want to end?" A man in red came lightly.

"Think, think!" Qin Zhao nodded hurriedly as if he had found a straw.

"Do you believe in God?"

"Believe! Believe! You are God! Please set me free."

The man in red covered his mouth with a smile and said, "You did a lot of evil in your life, and you went to the underworld after you died. The torment you suffered is a thousand times worse than this."

"I was wrong, and I am willing to change."

"God loves the world and gave you the opportunity to reform, but you didn't cherish it, so the end He chose for you was death."

"Now, he will give you another chance to choose. Should you go to Hades or become a believer?"

Qin Zhao hardly thought about it, and kowtowed: "I am willing to become a believer! I will serve God for the rest of my life."

Tong Ling knew that this was a trap. No righteous god would prevent the undead from going to the underworld. Once he chooses to become a believer, then...

"Very good." The man in red sneered, "Give your soul now!"

After all, he opened his arms, sucked out the man's soul, and hiccupped.

"It's so unpalatable, I don't deserve to be a believer."

terrible!Who the hell is this person!

The man in red slowly turned around and looked straight in Tong Ling's direction.

Tong Ling shrank behind the wall and hid himself.

"Hi~ Little Rabbit!" The man's voice was close at hand.

"Ah!" Tong Ling woke up with a start.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the bedside lamp was on, and Zhou Mian was staring at him intently.

When his eyes gradually cleared up, a warm smile appeared on the man's stern face.

"Having a nightmare?" Zhou Mian stroked his hair.

Tong Ling held Zhou Mian tighter, tremblingly said: "Yes."

"What did you dream about?"

What did you dream about?Forget it, my brain is blank, and my memory seems to have been taken away.

Tong Ling tapped his head and murmured: "Forgot..."

Zhou Mian kissed his hair and said, "Forget it, let's sleep for a while."

Tong Ling: "Husband, why are you awake?"

Zhou Mian smiled slightly: "I also had a nightmare."