dog licking loop

Zheng Yun lives in a hardcover flat in the city center.

One person, 150 square meters.

Wang Qiu still remembered what the big devil said.

"I bought this small house for the convenience of going to work."

It's really sour.

Fortunately, Wang Qiu has a calm mind and a stable mind, and if he changes his mind, he may hate the rich.

Wang Qiu entered the lair of the great devil whenever he wanted, because he had the fingerprint of the gate.

He is the only one other than Zheng Yun who has this honor.The reason was that the big devil ordered him to run errands anytime and anywhere. When Wang Qiu refused because it was inconvenient, Zheng Yun smiled contemptuously and told him.

"It's inconvenient to have a broken house. Don't make excuses for being lazy and record your fingerprints yourself."

It's super fierce.

Sure enough, since I have fingerprint unlocking, I have been running errands very diligently.

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"Mr. Zheng, be careful, can you stand still?"

Wang Qiu dragged Zheng Yun into the door. Although his physical strength was not bad, but after all, Zheng Yun was such a big man, and he fell on top of him without any strength. Wang Qiu couldn't carry a wild boar.

"Sit for a while..." Wang Qiu finally settled the person on the sofa, and sighed, "I'll go add some water."

Not knowing whether Zheng Yun responded or not after speaking, Wang Qiu hurried to the kitchen.

Mr. Zheng's refrigerator is cleaner than his face, and the things in it are all from Wang Qiu last time.

Wang Qiu washed his hands, took honey and poured warm water on it, washed it for someone, and took it to the living room.

Mr. Zheng is very picky. Drinking water is a cup, drinking beverages is a cup, drinking milk is a cup, and drinking alcohol is another cup.

So this cup for drinking honey water is still the baby milk cup that Wang Qiu bought casually at that time. The inside is glass and the outside is a silicone shell, with a small lion painted on the front and a scale behind it.On weekdays, Mr. Zheng disliked the cup for being too naive, so he threw it in the cupboard and never released it. It was Wang Qiu who dug it out every time he made honey.

Wang Qiu handed the cup to Zheng Yun, talking nonsense,

"Come drink grandma."

Zheng Yun took it obediently, but glanced at the cup in his hand suspiciously, it was not in vain.

But he looked at Wang Qiu and obediently took a sip.

Sweet.

He is willing to drink sweet.

Wang Qiu stared at him drinking water, and then began to worry about how to clean up the drunk.

There is no way, Mr. Zheng loves cleanliness too much, if he wakes up tomorrow and finds that he is dirty and sleeps on the bed without turning on the machine, he will definitely get angry again.

The sweet water in his hand was quickly finished, Zheng Yun's eyes were blank, and he held the water glass in a daze and stopped talking.

"President Zheng?" Wang Qiu went to the bedroom to find a change of clothes for the drunk, "Can I take a shower?"

"Well, I can."

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He can, he can take a shower by himself, but he doesn't know how to put on clothes and pants after washing.

Wang Qiu has already transitioned from the hot eyes at the beginning to the stage of turning a blind eye.

Not only can it quickly carry the weapon for people, but it can also help adjust the angle.

Without him, only familiar with Seoul.

It has to be said that besides being good-looking, the big devil still has a good figure. Wang Qiu feels that he will never be able to develop this line in his whole life.

After getting dressed, he had to disinfect Mr. Zheng's injured left leg before leading him to the bedroom.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."

Zheng Yun lay on the bed, was covered with a quilt, and then turned his head to look at Wang Qiu.

Wang Qiu patted the corner of his quilt and smiled.

"Good night."

The big devil blinked his eyes, and he looked a little childish. He didn't talk, but closed his eyes sleepily.

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Finally packed up, Wang Qiu saw that it was past twelve o'clock, he was exhausted, and he didn't have the strength to go home on his little electric donkey, and he didn't want to go out alone in the middle of the night.Fortunately, the big devil's house has his guest room, as well as the daily necessities he left here before, enough for him to spend the night.

The guest room of the Great Devil’s house also has a matching bathroom, which is quite convenient, and Mr. Zheng requires the part-time workers to change the bedding every Wednesday regardless of whether there is anyone staying there. It’s only Friday, and the quilt still smells like laundry detergent. Qiu lives in other people's homes, and she's not so obsessed with cleanliness, and she doesn't know how to pick things up.

He was sweating all over now, and he took another shower by himself, and when he went to bed in a daze, he still felt that something was wrong.

But he was indeed sleepy, and before he had time to think about it, he couldn't bear the tiredness and fell asleep.

It wasn't until the sun was bright the next day that he figured out what important event he had forgotten.

There is something wrong with him.