Loyal dogs always commit suicide [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing Su Jinjiang's words, Wei Tan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were moist, he was hesitant to speak, and rushed away...

The above content is the brain supplement of a certain soul.

The real situation is that the little black dog turned a deaf ear to Su Jinjiang's words, just sniffed his face like that, then jumped off the sofa with a raised head.When it landed, it had already returned to its human form, and it slowly stood up.

Su Jinjiang and the soul of pure love expect him to say a few words of self-justification, even if there is only one "nonsense".

But no.Wei Tan just frowned, and said thoughtfully: "The smell is indeed gone. Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Su Jinjiang shook his head: "It's okay. I'm fine, don't worry."

This is the truth.After coming into this world, he feels better than ever.The strong sense of crisis of "dying at any time" temporarily left him, at least so far, he has never felt the hidden murderous intent anywhere.

Apparently, the grip of bad authors seems to have suddenly weakened.It was like a giant palm that had been firmly pressing on the top of his head suddenly loosened, leaving Su Jinjiang with a little room to breathe.

As for why this happened, Su Jinjiang has a bold speculation: this world was formed a long time ago, maybe it was his first essay. "The main character has a musky scent" is an element he added later when he made a character design, which has not yet appeared in this article.

Perhaps, the bad author has not yet discovered the existence of this article.

Or maybe ta has discovered it, but since this article is relatively well-completed, and it is obviously cute and sweet, it is difficult for him to change the style of painting in a short period of time and forcefully come up with a BE ending.

But these thoughts can't be told to Wei Tanming, so he has to hold them in his stomach first.

The morning is the time when the business of the bakery is deserted, and it usually does not start to be busy until the afternoon tea time.

Today is a rare sunny day, and the bay window on the second floor is full of sunshine.Su Jinjiang, who turned into a cat, took his little soft cushion in his mouth and found the warmest place to enjoy sunbathing with all four legs.No animal knows how to relax better than a cat. Even if the sky is about to fall, you might as well take a nap first.

After cleaning the doors, windows and walls of the store, the soul of pure love climbed up and sat side by side with Su Jinjiang in the sunshine.A black blob and a white cat look very comfortable.

Heituan held a large handmade pottery teacup in his arms, sipping honey citron tea with a straw.This is its favorite drink, made by Wei Tan himself, with special rose marinade in it, no one else can make the same taste.

The soul of pure love is obsessed with the taste of this tea like an addiction, but Wei Tan doesn't allow it to drink too much sweet things, and only gives it one cup a day.

The soul of pure love is troubled by this.It can't admit to Wei Tan that it is not a strange looking animal, but a soul with a body.Taking in a little more sugar or something is not a problem for it at all.

There is no way, it can only hold the only cup of tea every day, and drink it in small sips cherishingly, trying to prolong the time of enjoying this taste.

"Oh. (I want to drink too.)" Su Jinjiang called out.Although it is impossible to speak human words when it becomes an animal, there is basically no obstacle to conveying simple information.

"You've drank milk, you can't drink sweet ones anymore." The soul of pure love is like a dog protecting its food, with its small claws tightly holding the teacup, blocking it with its round body.

"Uh. (Just to drink.)"

Soul of Pure Love hesitated for a moment, pulled out the straw and handed it over.I just handed it halfway and retracted it, put it back in my mouth and sucked it hard.It wasn't until it was confirmed that there was no drop of liquid inside the straw that it was pushed back to Su Jinjiang: "Cats like to lick things with water droplets. I'll give you this to lick and play with, and be a good cat."

Su Jinjiang squinted his eyes to look at the straw, and clamped it with his two front paws.

When the soul of pure love drank the last sip of yuzu tea, raised its head at a 45-degree angle to the sun contentedly, and let out a long and slightly melancholy full belch, Su Jinjiang turned the straw sideways and aimed the pointed end at its body I don't know if the back should be the back of the head or the buttocks, so I poked it down calmly.

"Wow——!!" Hei Tuanzi catapulted straight into the air as if he accidentally sat on a firecracker.The teacup it was holding in its arms suddenly came off its claws, and Gu Lulu rolled towards the edge of the window sill.

This teacup is the final work made by the soul of pure love after half a year of pottery class. Although the shape is ugly, it is extremely precious to it.

Su Jinjiang originally just wanted to make a joke with the soul of pure love, but he didn't expect it to have such a big reaction.Seeing that the precious cup was about to fall to the ground, Su Jinjiang was also anxious.It was too late to grab the cup, he jumped under the window sill and lay down on his back, ready to use his belly as a cushion to catch it.

When the cup rolled to the edge of the window sill, a strange thing happened: at the moment it was about to fall, it suddenly wobbled and stopped, as if an invisible hand blocked the space in front of it.

But the invisible hand seemed to appear only for a moment, and the next second, the cup fell down according to the original track.

"Boom!"

The weight of the pottery cup was considerable, and Su Jinjiang suffered a heavy blow in the stomach.The cup bounced and landed on the carpet next to it, without any danger.

"Oh! My precious love cup!" The soul of pure love eagerly jumped over to check, and was relieved to see that the clay cup was intact.

After realizing what happened just now, it began to complain endlessly: "What are you doing! What are you doing! A soul also has the dignity of a soul, you can't just mess with me without guilt just because I'm a soul! "

"My fault, my fault." Su Jinjiang changed back into a human form, rubbing his stomach in pain, "It's my fault, but I also got internal injuries when I was smashed to save your cup, this time it's even Bar."

The soul of pure love held up the pottery cup and put it on his head in distress, and ran away with three jumps: "Put it away and put it away, so as not to be ruined by you again."

Su Jinjiang followed slowly, "Tell you something. I don't know if it was my illusion. When the cup was about to fall to the ground just now, I looked at it and thought, don't drop it, but it seemed to really stop. for a moment."

The soul of pure love in front of the sink turned around, "Do you want to say that you can fetch things from the air?"

Su Jinjiang took out a tissue and threw it into the air.Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, the tissue fluttered to the ground without any abnormality.

"It has nothing to do with telekinesis." Su Jinjiang shook his head and picked up the tissue, "I think it seems like this: if my will is strong, I can interfere with what is happening to a certain extent. But I don't know how to do it." How to do this was subconscious just now.”

"Hmm...is it like transforming? I heard Dahei say that transforming is achieved through consciousness." The soul of pure love paused, tugging on its round body unhappy, "but I can't do it, It’s a black group no matter what, how angry.”

It turned back and continued washing the cups.After a while, it seemed to have realized something suddenly, and suddenly its eyes widened: "Oh! Wait a minute, what did you just say?"

Su Jinjiang: "...So are you listening to me seriously?"

The soul of pure love was so excited that he didn't even bother to wash the cup. He jumped over and grabbed Su Jinjiang's hand: "If I heard you right, what you're talking about is the author's ability to change the plot!"

It raised its two thin claws high, and took Su Jinjiang's hand in the same way it held a cup just now, "If you have that kind of power, your ugly mortal hand will become God's magic wand! Magic wand !magic……"

"There must be a limit to being cute." Su Jinjiang withdrew his hand, "This world makes me feel very nostalgic. Tell me, will this be my first essay?"

"It's possible." Soul of Pure Love raised his eyes, "I don't remember the content of the article when I signed with you, but this world also makes me feel very familiar and kind, as if I have seen it a long time ago."

"That means, starting from this article, you have become my guardian soul?" Just after saying this, Su Jinjiang suddenly felt a lump in his heart.

I still remember the first time I met the soul of pure love, the black group once said the following words:

"...Our image is related to the author's attributes. If the author is serious, the guardian spirit will also look serious. If the author is cute, the guardian spirit will also be cute. The author I follow is a dirty and talkative guy , so I became such a wretched look.”

The soul of pure love seems to have recalled this past event, bowing its head and not speaking.The atmosphere was strangely silent. After a long while, Su Jinjiang spoke carefully:

The author has something to say: [Continued from the above] "I think there may have been some misunderstandings between us before. I hope that through our future cooperation, you can change your appearance and regain your soul."

A certain soul: "..."