[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[Big dreamer Ke Jini. 】

【Owner: Rosalia Short (ex-model)】

Sure enough, this is the supreme beauty that can only be experienced by doing it yourself.

A certain tin can turned into a corgi lay on the beautiful woman's chest, thinking happily.

He knew that the captain was very reluctant when he became a golden retriever, and he only wanted to return to the Fulian base as soon as possible.

To be honest, Tony didn't quite understand it at the time.

And now it's even more incomprehensible.

Look, there are so many benefits after becoming a cute pet, why can't you enjoy it, but want to change back in a hurry?

People who are not familiar with the captain—for example, the so-called captain fans outside—maybe think that the captain has a strong sense of responsibility and cannot allow himself to leave his post of protecting the earth for a moment.

People who know the captain very well—such as Iron Man, Black Widow, and Winter Soldier—are very sure that the captain is not only driven by a sense of responsibility, but also because he is too familiar with streaking. Too shy.

The Corgi-turned Iron Man didn't think there was anything shy about it, not to mention he was the one who once made the headlines of the "New York Daily" for running naked on the street.

Of course, people from newspapers and periodicals in key parts made a mosaic thoughtfully.

As for whether the insiders secretly took it out for viewing...that's another matter-another thing Tony didn't care about.

So what is it that he cares about?

Being ridiculed by a group of bastards for his short legs is what he cares most about.

It's not good for someone to turn him into a cute pet, but he wants to become a corgi with short legs.

By the way, he is not short, but his group of comrades who grow tall are too tall!

Proportionally speaking, his legs are certainly not short, but now he has become a damn corgi with legs that are not proportional to his body.

Although the perfect butt was preserved, it became necessary to be hugged when getting on and off the bed.

Well, just hug it.

There is a chance to rub the breasts of beautiful women.

Although this beauty is a little thin and her chest is a little small, it's better than being pressed on a washboard.

In other words, Tony seems to have heard Hawkeye mention that the woman who adopted the captain back then had the same bust as the captain.

Wow, I don't know what a spectacular sight it is for the two of them to walk together...

Thinking about it, Tony put his head on one side as if nothing had happened, resting his head on the soft chest of the beautiful woman, and suddenly felt emotional.

...It is also a cute pet, why is the luck so different?

When Tony first woke up and found himself transformed into a corgi, he had been picked up by a pet store.

Note, it's a pet store on the north side of Manhattan, not the Lark's Pet Store in Hell's Kitchen, which is owned by Little Lark.

With the mutant experience of the captain and the winter soldier, Tony, although shocked when he woke up, adapted quickly.

——Oh, the short legs, which are still the same as if they were not exerted after exerting force, still can't let him get used to it.

It was too late when Tony woke up.

He didn't even have time to look for a mirror or anything that could reflect light to appreciate the beauty of his cute pet.

By then he had been bathed - who the hell had the honor of touching Tony Stark from head to toe without mosaicing - had just been pulled out of the pet dryer , was pinched by the hair on the back of the neck and pulled out with a little bit of flesh, the pain made his eye sockets wet.

Even the store manager Xiao Bailing who knows little about the pet breeding business knows that he should be gentle with pets.

Just looking at this person's neither gentle nor professional actions, this pet shop will not go anywhere formally.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Ke Jini, who barely survived the night in the cage, was brought out again.His stomach was growling, and he was still in a daze, when someone combed his hair and pushed it in front of a middle-aged lady as a commodity.

This middle-aged lady looks quite rich. Although there are many wrinkles on her face, she must have been a great beauty when she was young, just from her pair of Maldivian sea blue eyes that are still shining in her old age.

The middle-aged lady glanced at him, somewhat suspicious: "Is this also a guide dog?"

guide dog?

Ke Jini was also suspicious.

I haven't heard that Corgi, who usually has difficulty crossing steps on the road and climbing stairs, can also be a guide dog.

If the owner is stronger and accidentally tramples his guide dog to death, who can we cry for?

The clerk in the pet shop had a smirk on his face: "It's a guide dog, this is a guide dog who is still in puberty!"

Corkini: "..."

puberty?

My real age has reached menopause, thank you for the beautiful medical girl of space.

It really isn't a serious pet store...

He dared to sell corgis as guide dogs for money.

Let’s not talk about professional ethics first, but let’s talk about specialization in the art industry.

Try putting Thor in Iron Man's suit, will he know how to play?

——Can it be stuffed in!

"Really?" The middle-aged lady sneered. When Kojini looked up and saw her blue eyes flashing, she stretched out her thin fingers and scratched Kojini's chin a few times, "Adolescence? Look at its mustache. The same flirtatious chin pattern looks like an amorous seed."

Corkini: "..."

What is this feeling of being speechless?

The middle-aged lady seemed a little busy and a little impatient.Knowing that there was something wrong with this "guide dog", he didn't ask in detail, just swiped the card to pay, stuffed Corkini into the pet carrying bag, and left with it.

After leaving the store, Corkini turned around and wrote down the name of this dishonest pet store.

When he turns back to the glamorous Tony Stark before, the first thing he will do is to acquire it.

The middle-aged lady who bought Corkini came by car.A black commercial vehicle with reflective glass and a dedicated driver on board.

The middle-aged lady kept calling and answering the phone in the car, busy with business.

Ke Jini listened for a while, and heard her say a lot of popular women's names, and sometimes words such as "lighting artist", "makeup artist", "designer", "Fashion Week" and so on.

This woman probably worked in the modeling industry, of course, it was more likely to be the person in charge of the model.

The commercial vehicle took Corkini all the way to St. John's Hospital in Manhattan.Pets are not allowed in, but money is allowed.

The middle-aged lady brought the pet into the hospital openly, and came to Room 0507 of the inpatient building, where Kejini met the owner who would soon take over her.

At first glance, Ke Jini was quite satisfied.

He has always had a beauty scorer in his eyes, and after the first glance, he scored 85 points for the beautiful girl on the hospital bed.

That score is for her blonde hair, cheekbones and Maldivian blue eyes.

It's a pity that she is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but she is too thin, otherwise the score would be as high as 90 points or more.Don't talk about skin color and figure, just talk about temperament, she is so thin that she seems to die at any time.

This is not surprising, she is the owner of this intensive care unit after all.

With a second glance, Ke Jini understood why the middle-aged lady went to the pet store and asked directly to buy a guide dog.

Look at those beautiful blue eyes. When she heard the sound and turned her head to look over, Kejini didn't feel that her eyes were on him.

Just like a high-end SLR camera can't focus, no matter how beautiful the eyes can't focus, it can only be described as a pity.

"Who?" Ke Jini heard the girl on the hospital bed speak. Although it was hoarse, it sounded surprisingly good.

The middle-aged lady pursed her lips: "Rosalia, it's me."

The girl named Rosalia paused for a moment, with an expression between surprise and panic on her face, but her mouth hesitated: "...Aunt Anna?"

Aunt Anna obviously heard the hesitation in Rosalia's words, and smiled: "Didn't expect me to come?"

Rosalia forced a smile: "Yes, the Golden Immortal."

In the next second, the smile disappeared from Aunt Anna's face: "How many times have I told you that I am not your aunt, but your supervisor, your person in charge, please don't call me 'aunt'! "

Corkini was taken aback by her sudden seriousness.

Rosalia is very calm. It seems that she has adapted to Aunt Anna's routine of being happy first and then angry, but her smile is a little more helpless: "Yes, Director Walson."

Aunt Anna showed no expression of satisfaction or dissatisfaction. She put on an air of telling the truth and gave Rosalia the pet carrying bag.

"What is this?" Rosalia asked.

Aunt Anna didn't answer the question directly, but said lightly: "Touch it yourself."

Rosalia fumbled with the plastic bag, a little curious and a little strange.When her hand touched the soft and warm Corkini, she was even more strange.

Corkini saw Rosalia's slender and slender hands stroking around through the thin silk screen.Probably because she had just hung up the bottle and finished the infusion, her hands were snow white, and the slightly bluish-purple needle holes on the back of the hands were abnormally glaring, which looked extremely painful.

But those hands are so beautiful...

Out of admiration, Corkini rubbed her head forward, and her wet and hot nose touched Rosalia's palm through the silk screen. The slight heat sprayed on her hand, which scared her so much that she immediately shrank her hand. went back.

Rosalia: "Alive, alive?"

Aunt Anna knew she couldn't see, but she still nodded, and said with a bit of coolness: "A little gift for you after you lost your sight."

Corkini clearly saw Rosalia's stiffened fingers.

Rosalia asked, "What gift? A cat?"

"Of course not," Aunt Anna stepped forward, opened the bag, took Corkini out, and handed it to Rosalia, "Cats are not what you need most at this stage, but dogs are—this young guide dog is my guide dog. A gift for you today."

Corkini felt Rosalia's trembling in her arms.

Rosalia's voice was also trembling: "Director Walson... are you here to humiliate me today?"

"Humiliate you? Don't say that, my dear little Rose," Aunt Anna said with a cold smile. "You are my brother's daughter after all. How could I humiliate you on such a miserable day? I just want to You understand, it's time to recognize yourself, and don't force yourself to do some things that you are not capable of doing.

"Like this blindness, your modeling career is ruined—or, finally, ruined. If it's ruined, it's ruined. You're still young, and it's not difficult to learn to live with a guide dog."

Corkini couldn't help but glanced at this mean Aunt Anna.He finally understood that this woman didn't come to visit the wounded, but to make trouble...

Rosalia's calmness was beyond Cogini's expectation.

Her reaction was strong at first because the anger was burning inside her.

She hugged Corgi and did not let go, as if in the endless darkness in front of her eyes, only by imprisoning something warm, soft and alive by her side could she feel safe.

Leaving aside the sense of security, the softness and comfort are quite good for a small medical peasant girl.

Kirkini thought.

At this time, Aunt Anna was about to leave.

"What happened to Liam...I'm sorry."

Rosalia didn't move.

"Cultivate with peace of mind, the company...you don't have to come again." She finished speaking blankly, looked at the owner and Corgi who were hugging each other on the bed, turned indifferently and walked towards the door.

"...Slow down, Director Walson." Rosalia said with a calm expression and a calm voice.

Corkini looked at Rosalia's thin cheeks, then turned her head to look at the middle-aged lady who had already walked to the door, but unexpectedly saw her turn her head and glance at the invisible Rosalia.

With that deep glance, Ke Jini saw the complex look in it.

Aunt Anna's lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she left without saying anything.

When only Corkini and Rosalia were left, the room was extremely quiet.

Rosalia lowered her head slightly, letting her dull eyes look at the front casually, but her hands gently pinched Ke Jini's face.

She said, "Little guy, do you have a name?"

Have.

But I'm not a kid either.

Ke Jini was a little upset when she pinched her face.

Rosalia said again: "If you don't have a name, what should I name you?"

She thought about it with some trouble, but she couldn't think of a good name until Dr. April and Officer Fusco came to her ward.

Ke Jini was speechless.

He really wanted to tell Rosalia that it would be better to call him "Tony", a name that has become more and more rotten with the popularity of Iron Man in recent years.

Too bad he can't.

Officer Fusco said: "...Have you heard of such a saying? Every short-legged corgi has a golden retriever dream in his heart."

Different people have different reactions to this statement.

Dr. April just rolled her eyes, proving that she didn't think the joke was funny.

Ke Jini wanted to go up and bite him.

Only Rosalia showed a thoughtful expression.

She touched Ke Jini's head, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised a gentle arc to the sides: "Great, let me borrow the words of that gentleman. From today on, you will be my 'dreamer (r)'."

Kirkini chanted the name back and forth in her heart, and thought it was not bad, although it did not fit Tony Stark's identity-he liked pragmatism, not an idealist.

Rosalia continued: "Then my lovely dreamer, you have to work hard for your dream of becoming a golden retriever!"

Corkini: "..."

"You're going to be a great big dreamer!"

Corkini: "..."

He looked at the small beautiful collarbone exposed by the striped hospital gown on Rosalia's body because it wasn't tightly covered, and thought that if a string of dog teeth marks were left on it, it would be beautiful.