please show up and let me see

After the meal, the three of them and a dog sat on the sofa and watched "Spiritual Dog Seven". Ning Yu and Ren Feng were moved to a mess, Ren Feng cried while hugging the Saint Seiya, Ning Yu raised his head, his eyes were red.

Saint Seiya was held by Mr. Ren Feng for a while, and then he got out from his death embrace. It put its two front paws on Ning Yu's chest, and licked his face with its tongue.

Ning Yu laughed immediately, his fair face turned red, he held up the little head of the Saint Seiya, and kissed him deeply.

Qin Shu put his hand behind his back, and gently stroked his back to comfort him.

Ning Yu turned her head, smiled shyly, and whispered, "Thank you."

At 55:[-], Qin Shu brought out the birthday cake

, light a candle, twelve midnight, three people and a dog, blow out a candle.

The candle was extinguished, the light was turned off before it was turned on, Qin Shu's house was pitch black, and the saint was sitting on the floor gnawing ribs.

The subtle sound of biting pieces of meat was amplified infinitely in the silent air where only breathing could be heard. Ren Feng asked in a nasal voice: "Turn on, turn on the light..."

Qin Shu responded, and reached out to touch the switch, but felt a piece of warm skin.

In the darkness, two pairs of bright eyes looked at each other.

A pair of eyes full of doubt and confusion, Qin Shu put his finger on his cheek, "What's wrong?"

Qin Shu opened his mouth and was about to speak when Ren Feng suddenly called out, "Ah! What's the matter? What's the matter? What's the matter?!"

Qin Shu remained silent, trying to calm himself down so as not to beat him up.

Ren Feng became more and more frightened, and moved closer to him, Qin Shu didn't expect him to come over suddenly, subconsciously took a step back, as if he had just arrived, strangely, there was another pathetic sob in the air.

"Ugh..."

"Saint Warrior!" Ning Yu exclaimed.

"Da!" With the sound, the room was instantly brightened.

Qin Shu's foot happened to be stepping on the tail of the Saint Seiya.

Ning Yu looked down.

Qin Shu let go immediately.

Ning Yu looked up at him in shock.

"Are you a beast?!" written all over his face

Qin Shu: "..."

It’s over.

He opened his mouth to explain, "I...it was too dark..."

Ning Yu squatted down, hugged the Saint Seiya into his arms, checked its little tail distressedly, and said: "Then don't move..."

The tone is very dissatisfied.

Qin Shu: "..."

It’s over.

The saint was half lying on Ning Yu's lap, looking sleepy, and Ning Yu's eyes and eyebrows were distressed. He gently rubbed the saint's ears, raised his head and said to Qin Shu: "You have to be more careful next time..."

Qin Shu: "...Yes."

After a while, Saint Seiya's expression was already aggrieved, Ning Yu raised his head again, his brows were furrowed.

Qin Shu felt bad.

"It's all your fault!" The little grandma was fierce, but Qin Shu had to give in.

"……It was my fault."

"What's going on now?" Ning Yu's tone sounded very worried.

"...Go to the hospital and die," Qin Shu suggested hesitantly.

Ning Yu raised his head again, this time it was not only written on his face, he blurted out: "How could you do this! Are you a beast? How could you do this to it!"

Qin Shu: "..."

He felt a pain in his heart and suffered ten thousand points of damage.

Ren Feng tremblingly raised his hand beside him, wanting to defend his brother, but his brother pressed his hand with a ferocious expression and gritted his teeth, "For the next three days, you will eat carrots for me!"

Ren Feng: "..."

It's over, plastic bromance.

In the end, the saint still failed to dock his tail, but Qin Shu received a three-day reprimand from the little cow.

Qin Shu: "..."

It was a human tragedy.

For three whole days, Qin Shu felt that it was snowing in June.

Ren Feng took a white radish in his mouth every day and watched his plastic friend eat with a frosty face.

On the fourth day, Qin Shu was reprimanded by his extremely smart boss again. This time, Qin Shu stopped laughing and said coldly, "Excuse me, do you know blablabla...?"

His boss was shocked.

Someone called that night. Qin Shu thought it was his boss who wanted him to work overtime. Before he could make a sound, he yelled loudly: "Can you stop annoying me every day? Who do you think you are? Let me tell you Labor and capital are annoying you to death! Our dog hates you to death too! Don’t let me see you for the next three days! Once I see you, I will beat you once!”

"Qin..."

"Beep...beep..."

Ning Yu leaned against the wall, with the phone still by his ear, he stared blankly at the white floor of the bathroom, his beautiful eyes were dim.

Qin Shu's words were like thunder on the ground.

Am I...very annoying?Don't you even like Saints...but...but why...why are you so enthusiastic...

Ning Yu couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out.

Crystal clear teardrops fell like money, and the small space was filled with depressive cries.

Over there, Qin Shu waited for the lucky pig ornament on the desk to take a deep breath, recalling the only voice that appeared on the other end of the phone, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, the more he thought about it, the more... angina...

Ren Feng carefully brought out a plate of fruit from the kitchen and placed it in front of him, "What's wrong?"

Qin Shu said with a numb face, "The little cow called just now."

Ren Feng smiled, "Good thing."

Qin Shu raised his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I thought it was my boss, so I yelled at him."

Ren Feng slid down from the chair.

"are you crazy?"

Qin Shu: "..."

"How to do?"

Ren Feng swallowed his saliva, looked at him, and said on his face: It's horrible.

"Hey..." He sighed leisurely, and said, "Let me help you ask how he is..."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and sent Ning Yu a message, sat back on the chair and waited for the message, and asked, "What did you say?"

Qin Shu tilted his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I said he was annoying, and even saints hated him..."

Ren Feng slid down again, he raised his head and stared at him in disbelief: "Oh my god! The favorite of our three little cows is Saint Seiya!"

Qin Shu: "..."

"Ding dong!"

Ren Feng looked down, trembling with fear.

Mr. Ren Feng, I'm sorry to embarrass you, I know, Mr. Qin doesn't like me, Saint Seiya...maybe he doesn't like me very much...I'm sorry, please help me and Mr. Qin to say thank you to him last night Treat...in the future, I won't bother

The last sentence even lost the symbol.

Ren Feng climbed directly to Qin Shu's side and showed him the news.

Qin Shu clenched his fists, his face was a little pale.

Ren Feng said: "Brother...you...do you have anything to say?"

After a while, Qin Shu opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry, "I said, in the next three days, I will see him hit him once."

Ren Feng: "..."

He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother...I think...hang..."

Qin Shu: "..."