docile pet

Fang Mian miscalculated.

He needs to know that Fang Pei's hair is so long, so he won't impulsively kiss him that day. This is good, he hasn't been able to go out for almost half a month, and spends two-thirds of his day in bed .

At this time, Fang Pei took over all the housework, mainly including three tasks:

[-]. Go out and get takeaway.

[-]. Clean up the "battlefield" that you have soiled.

[-]. Help Fang Mian take a bath.

At first, Fang Mian was exhausted, and he was happy to have someone to serve him. Later, he realized that asking Fang Pei to help was just tossing himself in another place, so he insisted on taking a bath by himself.

During this period of time, Fang Pei brought out the instinct of a dog to the extreme. He and Fang Mian were inseparable, licking and rubbing every few minutes. Lick Fang Mian's whole body.

"Don't keep looking at me like that." Fang Mian turned sideways to draw, keeping Fang Pei's sight behind him.

"It won't delay your work, why can't you watch it?" Fang Pei lay on his side on the bed, his eyes circled Fang Mian without blinking, "And I used to look at you that way."

Fang Mian couldn't believe it: "You used to just watch the video, how could you keep staring at me like this?"

"Yes, often." Fang Pei jumped off the bed and squatted at Fang Mian's feet, put his head on Fang Mian's lap, and said with a smile, "Mian Mian, you can't concentrate, and you blame me."

"How is that possible?" Fang Mian retorted guiltily.

He himself also finds it very strange. He used to be able to concentrate quickly when drawing pictures, but ever since he decided to be with Fang Pei, he often felt that Fang Pei was more eye-catching than the pictures on the screen.

"This period of time has been delayed by you. The manuscript has been pressed a lot. If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to rest during the New Year."

Fang Mian said this to Fang Pei, and he also said it to himself.

Since "My pet dog is actually a handsome black guy? "After the big fire, Fang Mian has no shortage of business, what he lacks is time. Unlike the private manuscripts that can be drawn casually in the past, Party A's father for commercial manuscripts is very demanding, and besides commercial manuscripts, Fang Mian still has to find time Serialized "Pet Dog" manga.

Now that Fang Mian logs into Weibo and Nut Comics, he will receive a lot of reminders and comments, because the last update of Fang Mian was in December, and now it is the end of January, and the Chinese New Year is approaching, and the "Pet Dog" comic has not been updated yet.

Some readers who have read Fang Mian’s previous comics commented pessimistically: [This wife is like this, there is no plot content when she draws, and "Pet Dog" is not like this, every time it is the ordinary daily life of the owner and the dog monster, just The initial setting is quite interesting, but if there are too many, it will be annoying. He will definitely not be able to draw anymore. I guess he is going to start a new work...]

In the past, Fang Mian would have been disheartened seeing such comments, but now he just feels inspired to fight.

This time will be different.

In the past, Fang Mian deliberately kept a distance from Fang Pei, and there was no intimacy between the protagonists of "Pet Dog".And when he was with Fang Pei, although he didn't do it deliberately, every time he wrote, he felt that the interaction between the protagonist and the dog demon was inexplicably sticky, and Fang Mian wanted to laugh when he saw it.

He is drawing the last scene of the script - under the sky full of fireworks, "Fang Pei" bows his head and kisses "Fang Mian".

"Don't mess with me." Fang Mian felt something furry around his ankles. It could be anything but Fang Pei's tail.

"Mian Mian, let's kiss again." Fang Pei raised his head, his drooping dog's eyes were wide open, his mouth was tightly closed, and he looked endearing.

"Didn't you just kiss me 10 minutes ago?"

"Wife..."

It was as if a dog's paw had been gently scratched, making Fang Mian's heart itch. He complained that it was annoying, but he bent down honestly and took a long kiss with Fang Pei.

"Hmm! Fang Pei! If you've agreed, I'll kiss... kiss me, don't... don't take off my clothes!"

Fang Pei was very obedient, he didn't take off Fang Mian's clothes, only took off his pants.

This time it was on Fang Mian's drawing table.

This table is also an old antique left by the landlord. Usually, it doesn’t matter if you don’t put heavy objects on it, but now when Fang Mian is pressed on it, the old table immediately makes an overwhelmed creaking sound. Fang Pei hits it every time.

Fang Mian always remembers that the soundproofing effect of the house is not good every time he is making out. No matter how violent Fang Pei's movements are, he will never scream. Occasionally humming with his nose is the limit.

But Fang Pei couldn't do it, he couldn't bear it at all, just the panting sound was scary, and at the last moment, eight out of ten times he wanted to cry. He's the one down there.

"Uh, I can't do it, Mian Mian, my wife... I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die..."

Hearing this, Fang Mian was ashamed and angry, so he had no choice but to cover his mouth with kisses, although this would often make him hit harder.

After every time, Fang Mian supported his sore waist and vowed never to have sex with him again, but it didn't take long for him to be so fascinated by his coquettish behavior that he gave him whatever he wanted.

But this time Fang Mian was very determined. In order to show that he would never be "charmed" by Fang Pei again, he ordered Fang Pei to change back to his original shape while cleaning up the messy desktop, and he could not change back for a whole day, otherwise he would be dead for the next three days. Mian's bed couldn't be higher.

Fang Pei was aggrieved, and changed back to Pei Pei drooping his ears and shrunk to the corner to watch sadomasochism TV series.

Fang Mian worked peacefully all afternoon.

The winter night came very early, and it was almost dark outside the window after 5 o'clock.Fang Mian stood up from the soft cushion of the chair and stretched his sore waist. After turning around, he found Fang Pei crouching in the corner, concentrating on tinkering with something.

Fang Mian quietly drifted behind him, and said sadly, "What are you doing?"

Fang Mian thought he was secretly watching "Animal World" again, but he didn't expect that Fang Pei was doing serious business - he was filling out his resume.

"Are you really looking for a job?" Fang Mian sat down beside Fang Pei.

"Yeah." Fang Pei nodded, and said solemnly, "Aren't adult humans all working? And I don't want Mian Mian to work so hard. If I'm rich enough, you can stay with me every day without working."

This sounded like what a five-year-old child said to his parents who were away from home every day. Fang Mian felt very sad. Fang Pei mentioned the matter of finding a job many times. Fang Mian didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm. , So I studied the resume with him.

Fang Pei has already filled in some simple information with the handwriting input method, such as name, gender, age and hobbies.

Fang Mian corrected some content, changing "50 years old" in the age column to "20 years old", and "Fang Mian" in the hobbies and hobbies was changed to "sports".

"Where did you find the resume form? Why do you have to fill in your height and weight?"

Fang Pei himself didn't know. He said that when he searched for a job online, he jumped out of this resume filling page.

"Forget it, let's fill it out first."

Fang Mian dug out a measuring tape that hadn't been used for a long time from the back of the storage cabinet, and stood on the stool to help Fang Pei measure his height.

195!

Fang Mian stared at the numbers on the tape measure, and the man's self-esteem was hit hard again.

Fang Pei came over and said, "How tall is Mianmian? Let me measure it for Mianmian too."

"No need to measure, I'm 180." Fang Mian put away the tape measure without looking sideways and threw it back to the bottom of the cabinet in one go. When he turned around, Fang Pei was looking at him curiously.

Fang Mian looked away guiltily: "Okay, okay, I don't have 180, I'm 178."

Fang Pei continued to stare.

Fang Mian became angry from embarrassment: "177! 177 is enough! It can't be less!"

There is no weighing scale at home, so Fang Mian searched the Internet for a standard weight and wrote it down for Fang Pei.

The next thing that is more difficult to fill in is the academic qualifications question. Whether you have gone to school or read a book, you will know it when you ask it during the interview. This cannot be faked.

After Fang Mian thought for a while, he asked Fang Pei: "Have you memorized the "Climbing Yueyang Tower" that you were asked to memorize two days ago?"

Fang Pei nodded obediently: "I recited it."

Fang Mian clenched his fist: "Okay, fill in high school graduation."

The two squatted side by side in the corner for almost an hour, and finally made Fang Pei's first human resume a decent one. Just as they were about to click Confirm, a large line of characters popped up on the tablet screen——

[Want to upload your resume?Want to find more high-paying jobs?Please register as a member first, a limited-time discount, only XXX yuan...]

Fang Pei didn't quite understand this line, but he heard that it would cost money, so he clicked cancel without even thinking about it. As a result, even the resume page disappeared, and the achievements of the two of them for an hour of hard work were voided.

Fang Mian and Fang Pei looked at each other, and after a while they both burst out laughing, and after a few seconds, they didn't know who took the initiative first, their fingers interlocked, their lips touched, and they entangled each other.

The air seemed to be mixed with high-concentration alcohol, which made Fang Mian's head dizzy and his cheeks hot.

In his drowsiness, a deep and seductive male voice asked in his ear: "Honey, do you like it?"

Fang Mian was shy, he hugged the man on his body tightly, leaned his head into his arms and refused to speak, but the other party was relentless and kept taking his breath away, trying to reveal all the secrets hidden in the deepest part of Fang Mian's heart Squeeze it out.

After a while, Fang Mian's cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his eyes were forced to glisten. Fang Pei heard the answer he wanted.

"like……"