Chapter 63
Chen Yuan and Xiao Zhou turned around immediately, and Fu Chen closed the door, praising the dog: "Good dog."
When Song Zhouxing went to see, he could no longer see anything.
what happens?
Qiu Zijie was holding Fu Yu's pants and pulling hard. As long as Fu Yu lifted his feet, he could help him take off his pants completely, even his socks.
"I saved you, and this is how you repay me by making me make a fool of myself at home?" Fu Yu stood tall and motionless. Even though he was a naked man at the moment, he was still a majestic naked man, except that his eyes were too sinister.
"I'm helping," Qiu Zijie said.
Fu Yu didn't understand, but he knew: "You are talking back."
not good!
Qiu Zijie sensed the murderous intent and limped towards the door. Fu Yu strode forward and grabbed him...
A few minutes later, Fu Yu calmly sat in the bathtub with his hands hanging outside the bathtub.
Qiu Zijie fell to the ground in the outer room. He was tied up by Fu Yu. His two front limbs were tied with his pants, but the sprained claws were avoided. The same was true for his hind limbs. He couldn't stand up at all and could only lie down.
Plus screaming.
“Awooooooooooooooooooooo….”
“Awoo, awoo, awoo—”
"Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo--"
Fu Chen's room was on the same floor. Song Xingqi quickly heard the cry for help and raised his head: "It's Zijie shouting for help. I want to save Zijie!"
Fu Chen was also getting ready to wash up. Seeing Song Zhouqi's expression, he said, "Don't worry about them. The second brother won't be right..."
Song Zhou Xing had already jumped off the bed, stood up, put his paw on the door handle and ran out: "Zijie, I'm here!!!"
The trousers were made of a lot of fabric, and the knot was very big. Song Xingqi held the knotted ground and shook his head, and in a few strokes he loosened the knot that bound his front limbs. Qiu Zijie kicked his claws a few times and pulled it out, and Song Xingqi then helped to untie his hind limbs.
Fu Yu, who was in the bathroom, heard the door opening and the Tibetan mastiff's roar.
But he didn't care.
Let him finish his bath in peace first.
“Woof woof woof!”
“Awooo, awooo, awooo….”
“Woof woof!”
......
Two dogs are chatting, and they can't be at peace.
Song Xingqi wanted to stay with Qiu Zijie, fearing that Qiu Zijie would be kidnapped again, but Qiu Zijie was sure that Fu Yu would not be cruel to animals, so he reassured Song Xingqi.
Song Zhouqi had no choice but to go back, looking back every few steps: "Zijie, are you sure you don't want to go to Fu Chen's room with me?"
"I still plan to stay and help him," Qiu Zijie has made up his mind.
"Okay, if you need anything, remember to call me and I'll come over."
"no problem."
The discussion is complete.
Finally getting a moment of peace, Fu Yu closed his eyes, but within two minutes, the bathroom door lock made a "dong" sound.
The man's eyebrows jumped.
Erha didn’t go out?
The bathroom door opened, and a dog head came in and howled at him: "I came to see if there is anything else you need my help with."
Fu Yu's eyes shot towards Qiu Zijie. Seeing Qiu Zijie limping on one paw and trying to come in, he was really convinced: "Did I owe you in my previous life?"
"Who told you not to return me to Zhang Shiyao? But don't worry, I won't make trouble tonight," Qiu Zijie tilted his head and looked around the bathroom.
Fu Yu looked at him and had a bad feeling. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do now?"
Qiu Zijie quickly found what he could do: "You can't get your hands wet, but you have to wash your face. I can help you wash your face."
"If you make trouble again, I will send you back to the viaduct and throw you down myself," Fu Yu warned coldly.
Qiu Zijie was very calm: "I'm sure you're not that cruel to your pet."
He walked to the shelf, stood up, picked up a towel, returned to the bathtub and dipped half of the towel into the water.
Fu Yu smiled indifferently: "Do you feel guilty and want to give me a bath?"
The words fell.
Pah! A half-wet towel hit Fu Yu's face hard.
“………” gritting teeth.
With a splash, Fu Yu stood up from the bathtub.
“Awooooooooooooooooooooooooooo——”
Qiu Zijie ran out of the bathroom on three legs, but it only took a minute for Fu Yu to tie him up again.
A familiar scene was played out again, Song Zhouxing came to the rescue, Qiu Zijie broke free again, he went to the bathroom again, Fu Yu, who was wrapped in a bath towel, saw the dog's head coming in, his temples jumped as if they were going to explode, but the dog's head was quickly retracted.
He went over to check what was going on and saw home slippers placed crookedly at the door.
When you put your feet in, five toes are exposed.
Qiu Zijie was ten steps away: "I've been enduring it for a whole day. My teeth are really itchy. I gnawed them while holding your shoe in my mouth. I didn't mean to do it."
"Very good," Fu Yu chased after him in ragged slippers.
"Hurry, hurry, Zijie, run!" Song Xingqi responded at the door.
The dogs ran downstairs one after another.
Fu Yu closed the door with a gloomy face.
The bed was already covered. Who made it? Qiu Zijie. Fu Yu walked to the bed and lifted the quilt. A cloud of flying cotton fibers, mixed with a lot of grayish-white dog hair, immediately rose up.
The man didn't feel the burning pain in his palms, but only felt an itch in his fists.
"When I helped him make the quilt, I couldn't help biting it, but the quilt can be used as a cover, and it's always easier to make it for him than for him to do it himself," Qiu Zijie lay on a blanket in the living room downstairs, licking his paws from time to time.
"You are so nice to him, but he doesn't treat you well and even wants to tie you up. I don't understand," Song Xingqi's mind was tangled.
"I don't either, Sister Li," Qiu Zijie pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the noise upstairs, "He didn't come down, I have to go up again."
No, Sister Li, it doesn’t matter. The important thing is to repay the favor.
They returned to the door of Fu Yu's room.
The door is locked.
"Fu Yu, open the door," Qiu Zijie used his intact claws to scratch the door, rattle rattle rattle...
Song Zhouqi also wanted to help: "Hurry up and let Zijie in! Zijie doesn't have his own room yet, so he can only sleep with you."
"Xingxi, you misunderstood. I don't want to sleep with him. I was thinking that if he gets up to urinate at night, I can help him take off his pants." Qiu Zijie had no grudges about helping people take off their pants. His thinking was very positive, which was to do his best to prevent Fu Yu from having to do it himself.
"Zijie, you're so good to him," Song Xingqi was moved by Fu Yu, so he shouted even louder, "Fu Yu, open the door!"
“Woof woof woof woof woof…”
“Awooooooooooooooooooooooo…”
On the first night back home after moving out of the big villa several years ago, Fu Yu received a subtle complaint from the employees living there.
Mobile phone messages are constant.
Xiao Zhou: [Mr. Fu Er, why don’t you let Xiao Ha into your room? We can hear the door being scraped downstairs. It’s really pitiful.]
Auntie Shopping: [Mr. Fu, I’m Auntie Liang. Xiao Zhou and I have asked for his number. Xiao Ha is not used to living in an unfamiliar environment for the first time. Can you please be kind and let him sleep in your room?]
Chen Yuan: [Erha, are you asleep?]
Chen Yuan: [Sorry!!! The shouting confused my brain, it was the Second Young Master!!]
"............"
Fu Yu had no choice but to open the door. As soon as a crack appeared, Qiu Zijie tried to get in: "I'm back."
Fu Yu let Qiu Zijie in. There was a Tibetan Mastiff sitting outside the door staring at him. He looked at Song Xingqi and said in a sinister tone, "You and Xiao Ha became friends, so you want to keep an eye on it here. Don't worry, it won't die tonight. I will keep it alive."
shock!
This is a sign of dog abuse!
Song Xingqi turned around and went to Fu Chen to complain: "Fu Chen!! Fu Yu wanted to bully Zijie, and he even threatened me!!!"
Fu Yu closed the door.
Qiu Zijie just lay down on the bed, and a quilt was thrown over his head. He was tied up tightly and thrown on the bed, with only his head exposed: "........"
This breath is retained for a long time.
Fu Yu lay down and looked at Qiu Zijie: "Go to sleep."
Being tied up like this, it would be difficult to break free even with all one's strength, and Qiu Zijie had a sprain. Anyway, it was time to go to bed, so Qiu Zijie opened his mouth and yawned towards Fu Yu, turned his head left and right for a while, and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Fu Yu felt relieved only when the Husky fell asleep under his nose.
This dog is more dangerous if you don't watch it.
....
With more dogs there is more joy. The big villa has been much more lively these days, but Fu Yu naturally doesn't like crowds, so he moved back to his own place soon.
.....
The crew of "Rookie Alliance" paid Jiang Ling. The remuneration was not as exaggerated as the online saying that Xiao Gou was forced to get in, and the filming was only for a few days. Calculated at 10,000 a day, the total was 60,000. But the crew made it an integer of 100,000 for Fu Zhan's sake.
The 100,000 yuan has been transferred to Fu Zhan's account.
"Okay, that's enough," the director waved to the puppy in the camera.
Jiang Ling jumped out of the heroine's arms, left the camera and returned to Fu Zhan.
Fu Zhan was on the phone when he looked down and saw the puppy crawling onto his lap, wagging its tail cutely. He immediately picked up Jiang Ling and said to the person on the phone, "Go and arrange it. Tell me when it's ready."
Although the new crew's filming location is in the city, it is far from where Fu Zhan lives, so they still stay in a hotel.
Fu Zhan took Jiang Ling back to the hotel.
"Fu Zhan, have my filming fees been paid?" Jiang Ling asked anxiously.
He stood in the round washbasin, water droplets wet the hair on his forehead, his round head looked like it was split in half, but still couldn't stop his cuteness, he let Fu Zhan help him wash his paws.
"What? You want to eat something good tonight?" Fu Zhan replaced the dirty water with clean one.
“I’m asking about my salary!”
Jiang Ling raised his paw and pointed at the phone beside the sink: "I want to ask you if I have received my salary. I need the money urgently!"
June is almost here, and the beginning of the month is the repayment period, so he has to continue sending money home.
"No rush, I've brought a large tablet, and you can tell me what to say later," Fu Zhan held Jiang Ling's belly with one hand, squeezed his four paws dry with the other hand, then carried him back to the bed and dried them with a hair dryer.
Jiang Ling struggled a bit and jumped out, typing on the tablet and asking again.
Fu Zhan took a look, hugged him, leaned lazily against the head of the bed, and asked, "What do you want the salary for?"
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. I remember I gave you more than 10,000 yuan in cash. What did you do with it? Did you hide it in some corner of the house, or did you spend it?" His fingers sank into the hair on Jiang Ling's neck, fiddling with it from time to time.
Before filming, Jiang Ling only told Fu Zhan that work was to regain the feeling of being a human being, and did not mention the issue of remuneration. But that was because Jiang Ling knew that with Fu Zhan's face, how could the crew not give him a penny? No matter how much, they would show some appreciation, and would not be stingy and only give a few hundred or a few thousand.
But the puppy is already well-fed and at the peak of his life, so what does he need this money for?
Jiang Ling tried to think of an excuse quickly, while at the same time not forgetting to act coquettishly.
He rubbed into Fu Zhan's shoulder, rolled over affectionately with his belly exposed, and his cotton candy-like ears spread out with the movement. One ear brushed across the man's chin, and the touch was extremely good, making someone feel itchy in their heart.
Fu Zhan raised his hand and circled his puppy, pinching its furry ear with two fingers and moving it away.
Jiang Ling rubbed for a while and then began to lick Fu Zhan's face.
Aquaman puppy has no psychological burden.
Fu Zhan also knew that Jiang Ling was acting like a spoiled child. Her licking and rubbing made his heart melt, and he surrendered in a moment: "Here, here, here, I'll give you all your salary. If it's not enough, I'll add more. I'll give you as much as you want, okay?"
Jiang Ling jumped out of his arms and continued: [I want the portion I earned through my own labor.]
"You're quite principled," Fu Zhan touched his chin, "So do you want a card or cash?"
[How many?] Jiang Ling asked.
"One hundred thousand," Fu Zhan said.
This amount of money was higher than Jiang Ling had expected, and he was very satisfied with it. It was faster than making money from live streaming.
He thought about it carefully. He would have to pay in cash several times to make all the payments. Of course, it would be more convenient to use a bank card, but he didn't have a bank card now. It would be better to transfer the money directly to his brother's card, and then ask Fu Zhan to help send a text message to Jiang Yi so that he could accept the money with peace of mind.
But by doing so, he would expose his true identity, and Fu Zhan would find out once he checked that he had lied about dying in a car accident.
Will Fu Zhan still help him after finding out that he lied?
"Little fur ball, what are you thinking about?" Fu Zhan sat up cross-legged and looked at Jiang Ling, and then said, "You earned this money, so it's only natural to give it to you, but where are you going to spend it on a puppy?"
Ta-da-da....
Jiang Ling quickly typed in Pinyin: [I want cash. I like sleeping on money.]
The reason is simple and crude.
Fu Zhan lay on his back, his hands behind his head, and laughed with a trembling chest: "It turns out that my little fur ball is a little money-grubber."
"Yes, just treat me as a money-grubber," Jiang Ling also lay down, "It's because we ordinary people can't compare to you, a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. You don't have to worry about money at all."
"By the way," Fu Zhan pulled Jiang Ling over and placed him on his chest. He looked into his round, dark eyes and couldn't help teasing him again. "You said if you hadn't met me, where would you find a job that could make money? So shouldn't you repay me?"
"How do you want me to repay you?" Jiang Ling barked twice.
Fu Zhan knew he was asking, so he tapped his face and said cheekily, "Kiss me twice more."
Isn’t this simple?
Jiang Ling moved closer to Fu Zhan's chin and licked it several times, all the way from the chin to the man's eyes. After all, he had earned $100,000 easily, so he could even wash Fu Zhan's face with just a few licks.
"Little thing, I find you have no shame at all. Don't you feel embarrassed to kiss a man in broad daylight?" Fu Zhan closed one eye tightly and said so with a smile on the corner of his lips.
"You're the one who wants me to be enthusiastic, and you're the one who thinks I'm shameless. How come you have all the words? Hey," Jiang Ling spread his paws, "It's hard to please the sponsor."
"Ha, you can do this kind of action?"
Fu Zhan took the opportunity to hold the open little paw and squeeze it.
Jiang Ling pulled out his claws, rolled sideways from Fu Zhan to the bed, stretched out his two short legs, and lay down however he felt comfortable.
"I suddenly remembered something," Fu Zhan opened a bag of dried meat and took out a piece to feed Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling held it with his claws, biting it and asking, "What's the matter?"
Fu Zhan continued his words, "If you were an ordinary puppy, it would be normal for you to run out and almost hit someone that day, but you are not an ordinary puppy, how come you don't know how to cross the road safely? So I have reason to doubt..."
"What are you doubting?" Jiang Ling chewed the dried meat.
Fu Zhan said: "You are deliberately hitting the porcelain."
Jiang Ling: “?”
"Or maybe you came to see me specifically," Young Master Fu boldly speculated, and inexplicably became nervous, "Because, you like me?"
"............"
Jiang Ling blinked and laughed in his heart.
Hahahahahahahahaha——
Narcissism.
Too narcissistic!
Jiang Ling rolled over into the air, his limbs and claws flapping in the air, and the barking sounds coming out of his mouth were different from usual.
Fu Zhan knew he was laughing, and he felt very unhappy: "If you don't like it, then don't like it. What a joke."
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