what's the matter

"For the sake of your birthday next week, you can pick a kitten and take it home." Ye En touched his chin, "I believe the butt can take good care of the kitten."

In the days to come, He Gui petted the cat every day and was comfortably raised by the owner Ye En. He thought that life would go on like this forever.

On the day of He Gui's birthday, without warning, Ye En suddenly became a busy person.Don't answer the phone, don't reply to the message, don't share the toilet in the morning, don't eat together in the evening.He Gui felt that his young milk dog's heart was deeply hurt, and he returned to the mode of resentment, and even forgot such an obvious routine as his birthday today.

When Ye En finally wandered outside until eight o'clock in the evening and returned home with the carefully prepared cake, he opened the door, and the first thing he pounced on was not the barking butt, but the wronged milk dog He Gui.

"You are so busy today, you still ignore me, did something happen to you? I haven't eaten dinner yet, I have been waiting for you at home for a long time... Huh? What are you doing with the cake? You got promoted? Isn't that right? You want to go out to study, so you bought cakes and practiced with me?"

"He! Gui!" Ye En pushed the person who jumped on him away, and put the cake in his hands solemnly, "Happy birthday, this is the first birthday with you, so I prepared a special cake for you." Same birthday present, do you want to see it?"

"It's really embarrassing to eat cake at such an age." He Gui took the cake and put it on the table, "Did you prepare a gift for me? God, why..."

"Well, it's the gift you want the most." Ye En interrupted what He Gui was about to say, and gently hugged the man from behind when his back was facing him as he was putting the cake.

"...Excuse me."

He Gui's heart tightened in an instant, as if the deepest secret hidden in his heart was completely exposed under the spotlight at this moment, he turned his head slightly to look at the person who buried his face on his shoulder, and asked uncomfortably: "What, what gift? ?”

"The gift you want most, isn't it me?" Ye En took a deep breath of the fragrance from the man's neck, and then blew into his earlobe, "Or, you don't want it?"

"Ye Ye Ye Ye, Ye En..."

"What are you doing?"

"Aww!!!!!!!!!"

From then on, the little milk dog turned into a little Teddy, and lived a happy life of being able to bite Ye En's little butt without relying on his own little milk cat.

The author has something to say: I will write when I am in a good mood, don't worry.