I was scumbag, he came to the door

Tangtangtang's first move in chasing someone: Be a neighbor with him and meet him every day.

Originally, Tang Shi bought the next door, thinking that no one would disturb Song Ci. After reading Tangtangtang's news in the afternoon, he packed up his luggage and moved in immediately, regardless of other decorations.

"You can't live in the good Zishui apartment, so you went to the edge of the Fourth Ring Road to buy a house?" Song Ci was full of surprise.

Although this person was for him, Song Ci still couldn't help but want to say, what a fool with a lot of money.

Tang Shi: "Judging from the planning of Yancheng in recent years, the house here will appreciate sooner or later. I won't lose money if I buy it. You don't have to worry."

Song Ci shook his head: "I'm not worried about you losing money, I just feel sorry for myself."

He turned his body sideways to let Tang Shi in, and at the same time hung up the video with Ai Qing.

Someone had already passed on his message, and now Tang shi lived next door to him, not to mention there were people he knew in the same neighborhood, and they saw Tang shi's car at noon.

If he himself was not one of the parties involved, he would have believed in such a coincidence.

"Are you worried?" Tang Shi closed the door of his house and came back here again, "I just heard that you and Ai Qing were discussing something in the video, whether it's about the pet store or something else, maybe I can help if you tell me."

Song Ci rubbed his eyebrows, "I remember you promised me a month."

Tang Shi was confident and confident: "Living next door to you, having friendly exchanges with you as neighbors, does not conflict with giving you time."

Tang Tangtang said, you have to be careful and give the other party room to think. At the same time, you have to let the other party see you every day and remind him of your existence all the time.

Moisturizing things silently, boiling frogs in warm water is always the best way.

Come on, Song Ci has nothing to say about this.

Tang Shizai, it was inconvenient for him to speak, so after freeing his hands, he typed to ask Ai Qing what was going on, and at the same time continued to log in to the school forum.

This time he saw a familiar post again, and it was still the same situation. He was about to go in and have a look, but when he refreshed the post, it was gone.

After Tang Shi came out from feeding the cat, he glanced at Song Ci's cell phone and asked inadvertently, "Visiting the Yanda Forum?"

"I know the current manager of this forum, do you need to greet me and open a management account?"

Song Ci shook his head, forget it, it's not that useful to have a backstage.

Ai Qing said that he was going through a bloodbath, and as one of the parties involved, Song Ci only saw the deleted posts, and the gossip of the people around him did not inquire about him.

He simply didn't care about it, and let the group of people talk about it, anyway, we won't meet each other.

"It's just a casual stroll. By the way, didn't you say that I'm out this afternoon? Come on, let me ask a professional question. What do I need to prepare for opening a pet shop?"

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and asked: "I looked at the store, and the market research of the surrounding area is in the process of preparation. Now it is the supply of goods and pet grooming that needs to be dealt with. May I ask Mr. Tang Shi if there is a good way."

Tang shi never opened a pet shop, and even before he picked up Fei Fei, he didn't know about pets.

When he was a child, his brother wanted to raise a dog, but Mrs. Tang said lightly afterwards: When the dog sheds hair, you can make sure it can be cleaned and let you keep it, and he sent it back.

"I don't know about pet shops, but the process of opening a shop is roughly the same. You need corresponding qualification certificates, sources of goods, grooming techniques, and you need to understand pets, not just cats, but also dogs, rabbits, and even hamsters."

Tang Shi tried his best to speak out the types he thought of: "There are all kinds of breeds nearby. Although there are some small ones, as the owner of the store, you have to take care of them all. Song Ci, have you thought about it? You Make sure you accept all kinds of pets, even snakes?"

snake?Thinking of the greasy appearance of snakes, Song Ci shuddered, and began to resist from the heart.

Looking at his expression, Tang Shi knew what he was thinking, "In addition to snakes, there may be chickens and ducks. There are many elderly people in your community. For these people, it is possible to raise anything, and pets don't just refer to expensive things. Species, as long as they are kept by people sincerely, are considered pets."

This makes sense. Song Ci's mind seemed to have been opened up. He turned his head and said, "In addition to these, do I still need to know some basic knowledge of conservation and rescue, and all species must be learned."

Tang Shi: "Also, you have to figure out how to make a profit. Your ultimate goal of opening a store is to make money. Where is the profit point of a pet store? It's impossible to sell something or bathe pets."

That's right, Song Ci's eyes were shining with stars, and he felt that this person had explained everything clearly in a few sentences.

He opened the store purely because he has cats and loves furry things.

But pets include not only furries, but also many breeds that he doesn't like, but as a boss and a professional, he must accept these.

"I understand." Song Ci said with a look of admiration, "Tang Shi, how smart is your head?"

"You are 7 years older than me, is this the charm of the age difference?" Song Ci muttered to himself.

Originally, Tang Shi was still happy that the other party finally worshiped him. When he heard the next sentence, he pinched his cheek and said viciously: "Don't worry, even if you reach 29, you won't have my brains, and there is still an age difference." What's wrong with being 7 years old, I still have year-end lovers who are 20 years younger."

Song Ci gritted his teeth in pain: "Understood, uncle."

"It's up to you, I'll get busy."

Ma Dan, he knows to bully him all day long, wait, sooner or later, he will grow into a muscular fitness man, and then turn over to be the master, pressing Tang Shi under his body to fuck hard.

Song Ci boarded the computer and looked at the situation of the two Weibo accounts respectively.

In the past two years, he played around every summer vacation, and the frequency of blogging was high, but now that he has graduated and has more time, he is lazy, and the Weibo next door named: Fat Happy Cub has not been updated. dynamic.

Song Ci picked out a few photos of Fatty's daily life and posted them first.

“@肥肥快乐喝: Today’s kitty is a bit obedient.

The Jiugong grid is all taken when the cat is sleeping. The little guy often spreads his belly, often curls up his body, and there is another picture where his mouth is open to reveal two sharp teeth.

There are more than 5000 fans on this Weibo, all of whom come from his tuba account. When the Weibo was posted, a group of people below screamed to suck cats.

A few people asked him why he didn't travel anymore.

Dreaming of salted fish lying down: "Blogger, do you still remember your job? Since I followed you, every time I want to travel, I will look at the places you recommend. Do you know that your Weibo has grown grass?"

Song Ci replied below: "Sorry, I just graduated this year, so I can't go far. The recent recommendations may be the attractions near Yancheng."

Idol is mine: "Congratulations to the blogger for graduating, you are from Yancheng, what a coincidence, we are in the same city, maybe one day I will walk on the road and I will pass you by."

Crazed by the thesis: "Graduated this year, can understand bloggers, squatting on new strategies, waiting for graduation travel."

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Song Ci thought that opening a store in the future would probably be famous, so he returned all the comments that he could reply, and put his serious attitude here first, and when he was done, he glanced at the living room, Tang Shi Sitting leisurely on the sofa watching TV.

He remembered that when he was at home, when he came home at night, his father would calculate the total income for the day in the study, and his mother would cut a plate of fruit and sit on the sofa to watch TV with him tenderly.

At that time, he had just entered junior high school, and all he had to face was the increasingly heavy academic work. No one told him what the future would be like. What everyone said was to study hard, but there was no need to put too much pressure on yourself, so don't overthink it.

In the third year of junior high school and the third year of high school, Ms. Song would take him for a walk or watch TV together after dinner every day, and her father would sometimes join them.

After a long absence, Song Ci actually felt that he and Tang Shi were a bit like his father and his mother.

"Are you done? Come and eat some fruit." Tang Shi noticed Song Ci's gaze and waved at him.

Tang Shi cut peaches, watermelon, and cantaloupe into a whole platter with sticks on it, just stick them in and eat them.Compared with Song Ci's behavior of digging watermelon directly with a spoon, his eating is much more elegant.

Song Ci washed his hands and sat down, the deep similarity in his heart deepened.

"Open your mouth." Tang Shi forked a piece of watermelon and handed it to Song Ci.

The third sentence of Tangtangtang's small classroom: Daily intimacy is indispensable.

When the other party is busy, give him the warmth of love, for example: occasionally feed him and serve tea and water (note that it will become greasy if it is too much, you need to grasp the scale), help him organize the clothes he will wear, he has to go out Pick up and drop off in time.

The watermelon was taken out of the refrigerator for a while, and the coolness was still there but it would not over-irritate the taste buds. Song Ci felt that the taste was good, so he opened his mouth after eating, "Tang guards have another piece."

Tang Shi cooperated with the other party with a smile: "Emperor Song, may I ask you if you are satisfied with serving me?"

Song Ci moved his mouth: "Alright, let's have another piece of cantaloupe."

Tang Shi continued to feed him, feeling happy for Song Ci's rare relaxation. Their family's Xiao Ci could finally act like a baby.

"Since I have satisfied you, may I ask His Majesty the Emperor, will the little one have a chance to sleep on the dragon bed at night?"

When Tang Shi fed him again, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and asked in a rather ambiguous tone.

Da Xia was already very angry, and the two of them were boys, so they were easily irritable and angry, Song Ci also wanted to vent a little bit, he raised his chin as if it was your honor to serve me.

"Okay, for the sake of your skills, you are allowed to stay."

This little guy, Tang shi was so itchy by him, he couldn't help but continued to kiss him.

The cantaloupe in Song Ci's mouth hadn't been completely swallowed, and when Tang Shi passed by, he just tasted a little bit of sweetness, which was a bit sweet.

"Get out of the way, don't disturb me to eat melon." Song Ci pushed him, "It's only what time, I'm not sleepy yet."

Tang Shi circled him in front of the sofa and himself, with a smile in his eyes and a deep voice: "It's better to eat melons or eat me, junior, don't you want to eat senior?"

After speaking, he looked somewhere under his eyes, with a strong hint.

The two of them have tried everything in bed, and it's not uncommon for each other to try each other's things, but Song Ci belongs to the typical series of getting out of bed and denying people.

He blushed and continued to struggle meaninglessly.

The two had been arguing for a while, Song Ci's short sleeves flew off, Tang Shi's clothes were wrinkled, and just as Song Ci's pants were about to be taken off, his cell phone rang.

The mobile phone was placed on the coffee table, and it rang like a reminder, and it seemed to keep ringing if the owner didn't answer it.

Song Ci pushed Tang Shi away, glanced at the phone screen, and lost all thoughts after reading it.

The phone kept vibrating, and the words Ms. Song on it kept beating.

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