Wangqiu

The little guy said he had a name, Qiu Qiu, the hill of hills.

Xia Qinglin didn't care, he only cared about his down jacket.

The down jacket he bought last year and has not been worn a few times has been cut open by him with his fangs, and a piece of white duck down ran out. Qiuqiu was very surprised. He used both claws to scratch out the duck down, and then more and more Qiu Qiu happily lay down on Xia Qinglin's down jacket, waving his little paws, and said to Xia Qinglin, "Daddy, look, it's snowing, it's snowing!"

Xia Qinglin was furious, regardless of how many years he was a little monster, picked up the nape of his neck, and slapped his ass.

The little bastard thought that Xia Qinglin was messing with him, he grinned stupidly, flicked his little paws, and had a relationship with Xia Qinglin, his tail wagged so much that he could fly into the sky.

"Don't tear my clothes anymore!" Xia Qinglin pushed him against the corner to educate him, and said seriously with a serious face, "I bought them all with money. Let me ask you, what do I wear in winter when you tear all my clothes?"

"The boss bought it for you." Qiuqiu said it as a matter of course, with a look of indifference.

He mentioned it last night. Xia Qinglin didn't pay much attention because he was sleepy, but when he heard this word again today, he felt suspicious and couldn't help asking: "What boss?"

"The boss is the boss!" Qiu Qiu didn't seem to understand why Xia Qinglin asked this question. Just as he was about to answer, his eyes were attracted by the cat-tailed clock behind Xia Qinglin. He broke away from Xia Qinglin's hand, jumped onto the TV cabinet, and went to Grabbing the fake cat's tail that was swaying in the air, and bringing down a row of small handicrafts by the table by the way, it was a mess, adding another cleaning task tonight.

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Xia Qinglin has been fond of small animals since he was a child. In the past, he often fantasized that he would pick up wild animal cubs such as little tigers, lions, and wolf cubs, and then hide them at home and raise them well. This dream finally came true when Xia Qinglin was 24 years old. But something seems to have gone wrong.

He didn't want a little wolf demon who knew him well and called him daddy.

Tired of playing, Qiuqiu ran to the side of the rice bowl and drank some water, then squeezed into Xia Qinglin's arms to sleep.

The family finally quieted down and the peace of the past was restored. Xia Qinglin put down the phone, gently stroked his bulging belly, and said to him while he was still biting his paws when he was not asleep: "Qiuqiu, tell me about your past. things."

Qiuqiu looked up at him, blinked his eyes, and said sweetly, "I'm still young, I'm just a baby wolf."

Xia Qinglin made a gesture to pick up the nape of his neck, he groaned, hid in Xia Qinglin's pajamas, played hide-and-seek with him, got out from the neckline a few seconds later, rubbed his chin with his small head, and stuck out his tongue He licked it, and then whispered, "Daddy, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Xia Qinglin was stunned, and heard Qiu Qiu continue to say: "I came all the way from the north, walked for half a year, and finally smelled you here." He is indeed still young, and when he is wronged, he will speak in a childish voice. , a natural coquettish essence.

"What? Half a year?" Xia Qinglin immediately began to feel distressed. He thought that little monsters could fly through the clouds, and that they could instantly move to where they wanted to go by casting a spell.

Qiu Qiu seemed to be able to understand what Xia Qinglin was saying, and explained: "I'm not a monster, I'm just an ordinary werewolf, I can't learn magic, I'm not as powerful as the boss."

"Who is the boss?"

Qiu Qiu suddenly fell silent, and after a long time shook his head and said, "No, I can't say it."

"why?"

"Because the boss doesn't allow it, he doesn't allow me to come to you, but I miss you so much, I miss you so much that I can't sleep, Daddy."

These words shocked Xia Qinglin no less than the fact that wolves can speak human words.

After Qiuqiu finished speaking, his eyelids began to fight, lying on Xia Qinglin's chest, drowsy, Xia Qinglin pinched his ears, wanting him to continue, but he just muttered: "How can you not remember me and the boss? "Then he yawned and fell asleep with his head tilted, leaving Xia Qinglin lying on the sofa alone to brainstorm.

All this is ridiculous. If Xia Qinglin told others that there was a talking wolf in his house, others would probably think Xia Qinglin was crazy, but this happened right in front of Xia Qinglin's eyes, and the talking wolf was in his arms. Lian slept, saying that he had been looking for him for half a year.

Before turning off the lights, Xia Qinglin suddenly realized that he forgot to ask one of the most important questions - why is this little wolf called Xia Qinglin's father?

This, this, he doesn't have an unfinished affair, does he?

Xia Qinglin pressed his throbbing temples, thousands of thoughts were entwined, and there was no answer, so he decided not to think about it.

But he hasn't slept well in the past few nights. He always dreams. In his dreams, there is always a cloud of gray fog that covers the sky. He can't tell the direction in the fog. After walking for a long time, he suddenly heard someone calling his name. It was a man's voice, as if it came from an empty valley, Xia Qinglin turned around, and saw a pair of bright green eyes exposed in the gray mist, like a dangerous beast that had found its prey, Xia Qinglin screamed in fright, and then woke up .

The room was dim, and the wolf cub was still nestled at his waist, he smacked his lips comfortably, not knowing what delicacy he ate in his dream.