Chapter 272
Wild Dog x Fuan
04
When Ye Gou returned, he was a little drunk and reeked of alcohol. Seeing this, Fu An wanted to help him, but was stopped by Ye Gou.
Although the wild dog was drunk, he was not completely unconscious. He went to wash off the smell of alcohol before returning to the house.
Fuan looked at him with some worry. Wild Dog usually drank, but rarely did he drink to this extent. This made him a little worried.
The wild dog cannot speak, and usually communicates with him using sign language. This means that the two of them rarely chat on a daily basis, and they don't know what the other is thinking.
Before Fu'an got married, he thought wild dogs ate human flesh and drank human blood, and would kill people to relieve their boredom. After he got married, he found that wild dogs were not so bad-tempered. Not only did they never beat him or scold him, they were also very gentle.
However, his understanding of wild dogs was only superficial. He also believed that it was because of his obedience that he was not beaten by the wild dogs. If he had not listened to the wild dogs, he would probably have been dead.
He didn't know what the wild dog was thinking, nor did he understand what he did every day, and he didn't dare to talk to him.
Although I was very worried about the wild dog today, I didn't know why he was drunk so unexpectedly, and I didn't ask the reason. I just wanted to help him go back to sleep.
Ye Gou handed him a bath towel and asked him to help him wipe his hair. In the past, Ye Gou did it himself, but today he felt a little dizzy, so he asked Fu An to help.
His hair is very long, but not as smooth as Fu'an's. It's hard and a little frizzy.
Fuan rubbed his hair a few times until it became frizzy, which scared him a lot. Afraid that the stray dog would be angry, he went to check carefully, and only when he saw that the dog had its eyes closed did he breathe a sigh of relief.
This time he went to get some of his own hair oil, applied some more and continued, and it felt better.
However, the wild dog was not wearing a shirt. He saw several scars on his back, which looked very hideous. He couldn't imagine what he had been through.
Just as he was staring at the scars in a daze, his hand was held by the wild dog. He looked up and saw the wild dog in the mirror mouthing "Smells so good" to him.
Fu An was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about the smell of hair oil. He used the sweet-scented osmanthus scent. "Don't you like it? I'll wipe it off with you."
Fuan pulled his hand back and touched his hair, not knowing how to get rid of the smell.
The wild dog told him in sign language: It tastes the same as yours, not bad either.
Fu'an scratched his ears with a red face and saw that the wild dog was still looking at him. Maybe because he was drunk, his eyes were a little blurry than usual.
Fu'an couldn't move his eyes away, his mind was full of the image of the wild dog kissing him that day. It was the first time in his life that he was kissed by someone, and the thought of that feeling made his heart tremble.
He didn't know why, but he always longed for the wild dog to kiss him again.
Although this thought is very shameful, he cannot control it. Recently, it has even affected his creation. In the past, he could think of a new jewelry design within a few days, but these days his heart is in turmoil. He feels that if the wild dog doesn't kiss him again, his life will no longer be good.
Thinking of this, he lost his mind and didn't even realize what he was doing. He took the initiative to move forward and kissed the wild dog on the lips.
When he smelled the faint taste of alcohol on the other person's mouth, he woke up suddenly again, stood up straight with his eyes wide open, covered his mouth with his hands, turned around and ran to the bed, hiding himself in the quilt.
He was extremely scared, but the bed was the safest place for him. Even though he knew the bed was not far from the mirror, he still subconsciously ran to the bed and built a high fortress with quilts to protect himself.
Ye Gou also became much more sober. He walked to the bed, raised his hand and pushed aside the quilt, revealing Fu'an's beautiful face from under the quilt. He looked into his eyes, trying to guess what he was thinking.
He asked Fu'an in sign language: I was drunk, not you, why did you do that?
Wild Dog thought about the time when he was still in love with Yuanbao and couldn't help but want to kiss Yuanbao. Yuanbao was the only person he had ever liked in his life. Later, he met that woman, because she protected him like Yuanbao and stood by him, she made him see the shadow of Yuanbao, so he kept her by his side.
But Fuan is different. He is just a beautiful and fragile little guy. He is very timid and will not take the initiative to protect him, nor will he defend him in front of others. He will just stay at home and wait for him to come back.
Fuan's eyes turned red with fear, and he wanted to ask if the wild dog was angry? Would he hit himself, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into, "You kissed me that day too, why?"
"Because you are good-looking." The wild dog told him in sign language.
"Why did you kiss me just because I'm pretty?" Fuan asked him.
Wild Dog couldn't explain it clearly, it was like raising a cute little animal and couldn't help wanting to kiss it. He looked at Fu'an's red eyes and knew that he was the one who made him like this. If he said this, he would definitely make him cry, but he still told him: "My kissing you is different from your kissing me."
Fuan wanted to ask him what was the difference, but he didn't dare to ask. He felt that if he asked further, he would get an answer that would make him even more uncomfortable.
He pulled the quilt over him and started crying, feeling wronged and angry. He thought that he didn't like the stray dog, and kissing him didn't mean that!
The next morning he got up with a pair of tear-swollen eyes. In the past, after getting up, he would help the wild dog put on his clothes, and the wild dog would help him, and then the two would sit together to eat. But today he did not get up. After waking up, he turned over and continued to lie in bed, looking sick.
The wild dog picked him up and put clothes on him. He felt that he was different from before. Although his body was limp, he seemed to be competing with him and refused to cooperate with him in putting on clothes.
The wild dog knew that he was upset because of what happened last night, but he had no way to comfort him. It was because he knew what method could be used to comfort him that he couldn't do it.
He has no love for him and cannot lie to him.
He talked about other things to change the subject and told Fuan about what Yuanbao said yesterday about opening a store.
Fuan said "oh" listlessly and said nothing else.
The wild dog asked him: Do you agree to open a shop?
Fu An nodded and said, "I have made so many pieces of jewelry. Since some people like them, it is better to sell them to others to wear than to leave them at home and let them gather dust.
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