"IF Skin Thirst Puppy" Bad Dog.
The German Shepherd's tongue is rough and powerful; when it closes and curls, it can cover several of her fingers.
It scraped across her soft fingertips like sandpaper.
It left behind sticky saliva and lingering scalding heat.
Startled, Shi Miao instinctively stepped back, trying to stand up and avoid it, but her slippers accidentally stepped on the hem of her loose nightgown.
His figure swayed.
Just as I was about to fall backward, a dark shadow flashed past my eyes.
His warm, thick body acted as a cushion, landing between the carpet and Shi Miao, letting out only a short, muffled groan as he steadily caught her entire weight.
"..."
Shi Miao calmed her racing heart and slid down onto the carpet, following his hunched back.
He turned his head.
The German Shepherd, as if nothing had happened, straightened up, shook its fur slightly, and walked steadily back to her.
His wet nose moved closer to her shiny fingers.
It seemed to be eager to try again and wanted to lick it again.
"Bad dog."
Shi Miao glared angrily at the culprit who had suddenly pounced on her, licking and biting her, causing her to trip and fall.
In particular, his saliva was sticky on her fingertips, which made the clean-loving young lady very uncomfortable.
It was probably because they had just witnessed Fu Ying slapping someone yesterday, and heard her passionately and confidently declare that disobedient things should be slapped twice.
Shi Miao moved her fingers, and just as the German Shepherd was about to stick his tongue out again, she raised her hand and slapped his kiss lightly.
"Don't lick me anymore."
The German Shepherd stood frozen in place for a moment.
His dark eyes stared straight at Shi Miao, his breathing gradually became heavy, his muscles tensed, and his body trembled slightly.
Yesterday, from a distance, I thought he had a pretty good temper. Except for resisting slightly when he was about to be taken away, he didn't get angry no matter how humans manipulated or suppressed him.
Today, standing at the gate, it was draped in gleaming gold, looking majestic like a legendary mountain god.
Even knowing he was a large dog, his overly devout and focused gaze diminished some of the intimidating power of his size.
Until this moment.
The sitting posture makes it difficult to exert force and lacks mobility, which are all weaknesses.
Shi Miao faced the German Shepherd, who was trying to control his excitement, but belatedly realized the hidden danger, and his heart began to pound in his chest.
She cautiously stepped back, about to retreat into the room.
Suddenly.
The German Shepherd suddenly moved, bringing its face directly to her hand, while awkwardly wagging its tail left and right.
The short, sharp whimpering sound carried an obvious sense of anticipation and urgency.
It's like saying—
One more time?
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Shi Miao had never considered keeping pets, but at the beginning of this year, she got a German Shepherd that wandered into her garden.
He was excessively good-tempered. No matter how Shi Miao pinched his ears or played with his tail, he wouldn't resist at all, only looking at her with a pair of deep, dark eyes.
When Shi Miao got tired of playing, it would lie down on its own so that Shi Miao could lean on it without worry.
He won't be as mischievous and destructive as a typical large dog.
But occasionally, it might anger Shi Miao.
One corner of the mattress collapsed slightly, and something warm and furry squeezed against my legs.
He expertly used the tip of his nose to push aside the drooping blanket.
He shoved himself inside—
"...Jiang Jiang!"
Shi Miao felt the wet, itchy touch of a tongue licking her ankle and struggled to wake up from her sleep.
He pulled his legs back, his voice still groggy and sleepy, muttering a curse at the dog.
"She sneaked into bed again."
This enormous German Shepherd had absolutely no idea about its size.
He climbed up the blanket, squeezing his head between Shi Miao's arms, eagerly inhaling her warm fragrance, then tilted his head back, wanting to lick her chin.
Shi Miao reacted quickly, pressing down on his parting lips. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her round cat-like eyes were full of affectionate smiles.
"Bad Jiang Jiang".
She patted the German Shepherd's head with a light hum, "Want to get beaten up again, huh?"
The German Shepherd's muzzle was pinched by her, and it could only let out a low whimper from its throat.
No matter how many times you listen to it.
Shi Miao felt that the contrast between this voice and her own was too great, and suspected that he was almost smoking.
She couldn't help but pout, her slender white fingers moving upwards to pinch his ears to the sides.
"Move aside, I need to get up."
It's often said that in terms of intelligence, a dog is a dog, and a Border Collie is a Border Collie.
Some people even leave comments under videos of the intelligent Border Collie, jokingly saying that it sat in front of them during the college entrance exam.
Shi Miao had never owned any other dogs, but she still felt that her German Shepherd was excessively intelligent, even surpassing those genius Border Collies, often making people wonder if it could really understand human speech.
Just like right now.
The words fell.
The German Shepherd nuzzled her wrist affectionately, then promptly jumped off the bed, ran to the foot of the bed, picked up the slippers she had carelessly kicked off the night before, and walked to the side of the bed, placing them neatly.
When it was time, Miao put on her slippers.
He went into the bathroom first, picked up the handle of the mouthwash cup, slapped it open, and turned on the hot water.
In the time it took Shi Miao to walk over, she neatly filled a cup with hot water and placed it on the counter.
Are dogs really that smart?
If it weren't for the inconvenience of having claws.
I reckon I could easily squeeze out the toothpaste and hand the toothbrush to her in one go.
Shi Miao sighed countless times, then thought of those adorable pet videos she'd seen online that also seemed to understand human speech, and realized she was just overthinking it.
Perhaps he just learned it from watching her movements so much.
After washing up, Shi Miao took the German Shepherd downstairs.
Shi Dai was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast when she heard the noise. She lazily raised her eyes and, as always, saw the big dog that followed closely behind her daughter's legs.
"Don't let it on the bed," Shi Dai disagreed.
Shi Miao didn't even blink: "You didn't get into bed, you just waited for me to get up at the door, right, Jiang Jiang?"
The German Shepherd gave a low bark in agreement.
Shi Dai sneered, disbelieving.
After all, given my daughter's gentle nature, she initially refused to let the dog into the room when she wanted to keep it. However, seeing the dog lying longingly at the door every day, refusing to go anywhere else, she softened and let it in.
After entering the room, you go to bed.
The doghouse I prepared won't be used for sleeping.
Even if she had to squeeze into a tiny corner at the foot of the bed, with half of her body almost touching the ground, she still wanted to be close to Shi Miao's legs.
Shi Dai was too lazy to say more, and casually picked up a document envelope from the side.
"Your acceptance letter has arrived."
The students at St. Vie School all come from wealthy and privileged backgrounds. Only a few stay in China to take the national college entrance examination (Gaokao), while the majority have long since set their sights on universities abroad.
Fu Ying was accepted into a school in the UK.
However, Shi Miao, partly due to her mother's concern for her safety and partly because she didn't want to be too far from home, simply stayed in China.
Shi Miao was opening the notice.
Then Shi Dai asked, "You've been saying you wanted me to go on a trip with you. Now that your acceptance letter has come in, I've also freed up ten days. How about Mom and you go on a trip together?"
Shi Miao paused for a moment.
Her first reaction was to look down at the German Shepherd that was sitting obediently beside her legs.
What will Jiangjiang do if we go out to play?
After all, this is a dog that seems to have some kind of separation anxiety and gets very irritable if it doesn't see her for a while.
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