After closing the door, Jiang Li and Mo Jingchun returned home with the Samoyed.
The Samoyed, who arrived at home for the first time, looked around with his black eyes open, seeming to be a little afraid of this new environment.
Jiang Li couldn't contain herself any longer. She picked up the Samoyed's cage and walked to the table in the living room. She opened the cage, took out the chubby and furry Samoyed, and placed it on the wooden table in the living room.
The Samoyed lay down on the wooden table, looking very happy with Jiang Li's caress.
It blinked its black eyes, opened its mouth, yawned, and revealed its little pink tongue.
Jiang Li didn't say anything, but the expression on her face and her eyes showed her love for the puppy in front of her.
Mo Jingchun leaned next to Jiang Li, reached out a hand to grab her shoulder, and poked the furry Samoyed in front of him with a finger.
The Samoyed shook its four short legs, climbed up from the table, and began to walk around along the wooden table.
Perhaps out of fear, or perhaps because it saw itself standing so high up, the Samoyed made a humming sound.
"Ha ha."
Jiang Li's crisp laughter reached Mo Jingchun's ears. At this moment, he looked at the man and the dog with a doting look on his face, and a sense of satisfaction emerged from his heart.
Although it was a dog and not a child, Mo Jingchun inexplicably had a feeling that he had already started a family and a career.
"Is it hungry?"
Jiang Li shifted his gaze to Mo Jingchun's face and spoke to him.
"Well, maybe." Mo Jingchun nodded.
Jiang Li put the Samoyed on the floor and walked towards the kitchen.
The Samoyed followed Jiang Li into the kitchen happily, and Mo Jingchun stood up. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Jiang Li rummaging through the kitchen utensils.
Jiang Li picked for a long time and finally found a small bowl that was not very good.
When Jiang Li saw Mo Jingchun following behind him, he reached out to push him, but was caught by Mo Jingchun again.
The two people and the dog walked out of the living room together. Jiang Li took out two bags of dog food that the pet store had given him, poured some into a bowl, and then put it on the floor.
The little Samoyed smelled the food and immediately ran to the white porcelain bowl and started eating.
Jiang Li knew not to feed too much, so he only poured out a portion of the dog food.
Jiang Li and Mo Jingchun supported their heads and squatted by the wall, watching the little Samoyed eat.
"What do you think would be a better name for it?" Jiang Li asked, "Wangcai? Fugui? Facai?"
Mo Jingchun smiled and reached out to hold Jiang Li's head. "You are such a money-grubber! You've fallen into the trap of money."
"But that's how everyone in my place named themselves." Jiang Li retorted unconvincedly, "Or just call them Doubao."
"Forget about Doubao." Mo Jingchun shook his head and pointed at the Samoyed dog in front of him who was concentrating on eating. "At least give it a more thoughtful name."
"Well, Jingchun, do you have any ideas?" Jiang Li nudged Mo Jingchun next to him.
"Since you asked me, I'll think about it." Mo Jingchun supported his chin with his left hand, putting on a thoughtful expression.
Mo Jingchun glanced at Jiang Li, who was staring at him with his beautiful eyes.
"Uh, let's just call him Jiang Ling!"
Mo Jingchun smirked twice and nudged Jiang Li with his shoulder.
"It would be better to call him Jinchun." Jiang Li also used a homophonic word to fight back against Mo Jingchun.
"Oh, forget it. I'll keep such a poetic name for myself." Mo Jingchun said with a smile.
"Let's just call him Snowy Night Emperor."
"What a strange name?"
"What's the good name for that?"
"Mo Li, Chun Li?"
"Let's just call it Mo Jingdong...it just happens to correspond to you."
“…”
The little Samoyed, who was concentrating on eating, could not understand what the two people in front of him were talking about, but he could still catch the happy pheromones in the air.
"Let's call her Jiang. It sounds nice and easy to pronounce." Mo Jingchun slapped his thigh and decided on the name.
"Ginger..." Jiang Li thought for a moment, "That's fine too."
Mo Jingchun reached out and hugged the ginger, a fatherly smile on his face, "Oh, my ginger has a name now."
For some reason, Jiang Li felt a little ashamed when hearing Mo Jingchun speak in such a tone.
So in the next few days, apart from practicing the band at Mo Ling's place, the two of them spent the rest of their time buying some pet supplies, such as dog houses and so on.
The two of them were walking around in the supermarket, as happy as a newly married couple.
The red blanket they brought from Tibet naturally became Ginger's nest pad.
In fact, Mo Jingchun had this idea from the beginning, so he bought such a blanket at that time.
As time went by, the little ginger grew up little by little. It knew its own name and recognized Xu Fan and Mo Ling.
Most importantly, it learned to go to the toilet by itself instead of urinating and defecating anywhere.
Ginger is very smart. Not only does it look good, it also has a calm temper and doesn't bark loudly at every turn.
Most of the time, it would lie quietly on the chest of Mo Jingchun or Jiang Li, letting them stroke its fur.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, several people returned to school. Although they formed a band, they actually couldn't squeeze out so much time in a day to practice every day.
Although college life is easier than high school life, it is not that simple. After all, if you fail an exam, it will affect your credits.
A not-so-hot afternoon.
Jiang Li was sitting in the library of Hangzhou University, reading a book quietly.
Mo Jingchun walked over quietly and covered Jiang Li's eyes.
"Jingchun, stop making trouble." Jiang Li lowered his voice.
"How do you know it's me?" Mo Jingchun asked childishly.
Jiang Li stretched out his hand to pull Mo Jingchun away, turned his head and looked at him, "Who else would blindfold me like this except you?"
"Yeah?"
Mo Jingchun glanced at the book in Jiang Li's hand and sat down next to her.
"You're reading the flower encyclopedia again. Do you plan to open a flower shop after you graduate?" Mo Jingchun asked Jiang Li with his head tilted.
"Hmm? Maybe, but I can't say for sure in the future." Jiang Li held his chin and thought for a while before answering.
Mo Jingchun looked at the serious Jiang Li and smiled. He reached out a hand and pinched her fair cheek.
"Stop making trouble and read a book together."
Jiang Li pushed Mo Jingchun's hand away and picked up the encyclopedia again.
Time and space are just relative objects. This is the theory proposed by the theory of relativity. Mo Jingchun sat next to Jiang Li and he felt that forever was just a moment.
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