canine boyfriend

what? What?When the clerk heard it, isn't it right?How did the boss finish what he was supposed to say?

"No, no." He hurried forward and stood beside the boss, "That's not the case. I will go out and work hard to give him a good life."

"Sit down." The president glanced at him and pointed him to a place with his eyes, "I'm talking to your family."

"Oh." The clerk sat down for a second, but then leaned forward again, "Grandpa, listen to me, this matter is my mistake, so I must take responsibility for myself. I am a man, I want to... ..."

"I will bear all his future expenses. I will take care of his basic necessities, food, housing and transportation. Please rest assured." The president interrupted him and put a hand on the dog man's knee, "I will take good care of him, please, And his family members, agree that we are together, agree that we form a family, and I will give him happiness."

ah?The clerk desperately waved his hand to deny it, and his mouth became more and more stupid at this time, why is my wife like this, she keeps saying her lines and stealing her job.

Grandpa was confused, and the voice that had just roared through the ceiling also dropped. "What family are you talking about? You want to get married?"

"Yes, although the fact of our marriage cannot be recognized in China." The president nodded towards his grandfather, then looked at the other people around him, the dog man's elder brother, mother, father, and grandfather, and finally returned his gaze to this side, "but I will give him a formal wedding, and I will not let him follow me incognito without identity. I will announce the news in the social circle within my ability, and formally marry him home."

"No." The clerk shook his head again, "I will marry him, marry him."

"Let me take it easy, take it easy." Grandpa obviously received overload, "You, and him, are you going to get married?"

The president nodded. "Yes, I will never leave him, protect him, and take care of him."

"I protect him and take care of him, and I will be responsible." The little clerk anxiously said, "Grandpa, this matter..."

"Shut up." Grandpa yelled out loudly, shrinking back from the little staff, "Let me ask you first, where is the child's mother? The child has been brought back, where is she?"

The president stopped talking at this time, but only for a few seconds. When he was about to speak again, the clerk's grandmother came over, handed the child to his daughter-in-law to hug, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Dear family, come here, it's inconvenient to say something, I'm a doctor, let's go to the side to explain. Let me talk about their affairs, don't ask them all the time." Grandma waved her hand and called grandpa to the side.Grandpa immediately stood up, walked over the souvenirs he brought, and walked to the storage room next to him.

The president watched them walk in, and he already understood in his heart.The clerk's grandma didn't want to explain herself again, and didn't want to repeat her physical condition in front of so many people again, so she said it.The door of the storage room was not closed, and from his direction he could see two people inside.

Grandma was obviously explaining something seriously, and even used her hands, as if explaining some special term.Grandpa's expression changed from simple doubts to very rich and complex.

Sometimes his eyes widened, and the next second he frowned.Just wrinkled and loosened a few times, the mouth grew big.Then he widened his eyes again and frowned.

So repeatedly, over and over again.

Grandma nods her head from time to time, shakes her head from time to time, and after a while, she persuades something again, and her expression becomes very severe again.Grandpa took a few more breaths, and finally turned his face around and looked outside.

He and the president looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned around and looked at the clerk's grandma in shock.

"Don't worry, wife. Although my grandpa has a loud voice, he is very kind." The clerk leaned over to comfort him, and they sat on the same sofa with his wife. "My grandpa has no evil intentions. He is People who have suffered, so they don’t embarrass others easily.”

"I'm not afraid." The president shook his head, "I'm afraid, I just stopped doing business before." It is true that every business opponent is harsher than the dog man's family, and dealing with them is the real trouble of.

This is also the reason why I don't want a dog man to go into business, he can't play with those old society fritters.Even I was tortured a lot, and I was unconscious a few times after being force-fed, and in a daze, I felt that a woman was taking off my clothes.

He was so frightened that he bounced up, if he let others know his little secret, he would really overturn the car.Therefore, he absolutely does not allow the same or similar things to happen to the dog man.

This age, this face, this good body, coupled with a pure personality and immature way of doing things... Thinking about what happens if someone with ulterior motives and evil intentions touches the dog man, and kisses a few more lipstick marks... What, the president wanted to turn into the light of righteousness in place, and physically save those grandsons.

"Don't worry, my family will definitely agree. It's just... I will take care of you and raise you in the future." The clerk rubbed his hands.

"You support me? You really can't afford to support high-spending people like me." The president smiled, not joking him, but telling a fact.If I, who have been in the mall for many years, can be taken care of by someone who just graduated from college, I am really a fool.

"I work hard to raise it." The clerk also laughed, laughing at himself for being overwhelmed, "Work hard."

After explaining for about 20 minutes, the grandfather of the clerk came back, his rich facial expressions converging into panic beyond extreme daze, with a bit of disbelief.

After sitting down, Grandpa re-examined the two people in front of him.

"Grandpa, the child is ours." The clerk stood up.

"I see." Grandpa lowered his volume at the moment, he was in a daze, and his thoughts were still spinning, "Your...is it really yours?"

The president straightened his upper body. "is ours."

"Oh." Grandpa nodded thoughtfully, was stunned for a while, then looked at his little grandson, "You, come here."

The little clerk took two steps forward. "Grandpa, I'm here."

"Are you here? Do you still dare to come here? Did you eat all the bibimbap I taught you before?" Grandpa raised his arm to fight, but turned his hand in mid-air, because he remembered the most distressed little girl. The grandson was injured, so he spanked his butt instead, "I forgot about etiquette and morality! It's not as good as my little piggy!"

This dozen, the sound was loud, the president closed his eyes, he could already imagine the red palm print on the dog man lying on the bed at night with his butt exposed.

The clerk lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Since I was a child, you are timid and don't cause trouble. You are more honest than your elder brother. I didn't expect you to cause such a big trouble. I'll forget it when I'm mad." Grandpa's voice slammed up, "If you don't study well before the college entrance examination, you won't take the exam well!"

"I... I didn't expect it either." The clerk rubbed his buttocks and hurriedly looked at his wife.

"What do you think he is doing? How old are you, and you have to call in the rescuers when you have caused trouble?" Grandpa tugged at him vigorously, then looked at the other one, opened his mouth, oops, I want to ask too much, but I can't ask come out.

"Is it true?" was all he could ask at last.

The president nodded naturally, no longer flustered and cramped as before. "It's true, the child is ours."

"Oh...it seems to be true." Grandpa persuaded himself a few words. This matter is difficult to accept, but there is no way to accept it. Facts speak louder than words. The in-law is a doctor, so she will not say anything wrong.He was just about to organize his language to say something again, when he heard his daughter calling his son-in-law at the kitchen door.

"Hey, come in." The clerk's mother, who is not very good at cooking, called her husband, "The child is hungry, get her an custard."

"Here we come." The clerk's father, who had been waiting for a long time, rolled up his sleeves and was about to show off his cooking skills in the kitchen. At this moment, his father-in-law's big hand ruthlessly waved over and stopped him.

"I'm here, and I still need you to cook, get out of the kitchen!" Grandpa's voice was amplified, roaring out the feeling of galloping thousands of horses and horses crossing the single-plank bridge, and then entered the kitchen, looking at The daughter said, "Where is your dad here, do you still use him to cook? Can he cook like your dad?"

"I'm afraid you'll be tired." The mother of the staff member said, holding the little doll in her arms and shaking it, "Quickly, show your great-granddaughter your hands and make some egg custard. Come on, this is your great-grandfather, call me people."

The little doll is holding a big apple in its hand, leaning softly against the person. "Hello, grandpa, I'm very hungry now, and I want to eat egg custard."

"This... this... this... hiss." Grandpa moved his fingers and remembered what his daughter looked like when she was a child. Although she didn't look much alike, the tone was very similar, and she followed him to eat Sweet buns.

After brewing for a long time, I didn't think of anything, so I just turned around and went to cook.

After a while, there was the sound of a big fire being opened in the kitchen, and the flames flew up to the ceiling.There was another sound of bumping a spoon, swishing and swishing.During the period, there were interspersed with the tender milk voice of the little doll, wow, wow, and applauding non-stop.

Grandpa showed off his culinary skills amidst the applause from the small audience, and served 18 dishes half an hour later.

This was the first serious meal the president had here, and he was completely accepted.His daughter is a picky eater. Originally, he was worried that she would not eat this or that, but the result was that her little mouth kept chewing, angry and funny.

Nothing tastes good at home, but everything tastes good outside.The president ate the food that the dog man picked up for himself, and watched the elders in the family keep picking up the food for the child. Gradually, he seemed to get something that he hadn't gotten before.

"Eat, eat more." Grandpa fed the little doll, "Grandpa will take you fishing in two days."

"What's so good about fishing?" Grandpa also fed the little doll, "Let's go to the fields with grandpa."

The CEO took a sip of the soup, saw his daughter being treated like a moon by the stars, and looked at the mountains of vegetables that everyone put on his plate, his heart was sour and sweet.Maybe this is the atmosphere of a big family, it's so lively and lively.

At night, I don't have to worry about having no one to take care of the child. Everyone rushes to coax her. The CEO spares time to visit the dog man. As expected, the clerk lays on the bed, rubbing his ass.

"Have you been beaten?" He asked knowingly, poking his finger on the dog's buttocks.

"Well, grandpa's hand is strong, and it hurts me so much." The little staff didn't dare to turn over, "It's like being hit by a bamboo board..."

"Let me see." The president loosened his belt so that it wouldn't be broken.

"No, no, no, I'm fine." Uncharacteristically, the clerk desperately pressed the boss's hand.

The president parted his fingers and easily yanked his belt off. "What's wrong? It doesn't work even if you look at it?"

"Okay, you can see it for sure, it's just...the buttocks were spanked, and I still have to look at it, it looks like I'm worthless." The clerk said, the trousers were pulled off by the boss, and the back of the boxer underwear was turned up.

"It's really... such a big slap." The CEO poked again, but he didn't expect the old man to strike so hard.

"Well, when my grandfather was young, he didn't even need a knife to open watermelon, he just split it with his palm." The clerk grimaced, "It's not that I can't help but he is too powerful."

The president looked at the palm print and wanted to laugh, and compared it with his own hand. "Does it hurt?"

"If I say it hurts, can you not laugh at me?" The clerk rubbed himself, "My wife, it hurts so much, I was beaten."

"You've been beaten..." The CEO glanced at the door, stepped up his legs and sat on the dog man's knee, "Do I need to give you a medicine? It's for the pain."

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Milk Dog: Every time I get beaten, I cry.