Chapter 923

The little suckling dog didn't bite very much, but the bitten Wei Chi Shaoyi threw his arm and directly threw out the little sucking dog who was still biting his arm.

"Wang Jiji -" my life is over.

Xiaozhi fell to the ground with a slap, and his whole body twitched twice. Wei Chi Shao one finally reaction to come over, a run also can't take care of naked embrace small milk dog ran out, will small milk dog on the bed, with a towel to wipe its wet body.

Xiao knowingly turned over and moved. Her short leg was relieved. Fortunately, her body hurt a little.

"Hoo." As soon as Wei Chi Shao saw the little suckling dog, he was relieved. He wrinkled his eyebrows and taught the little sucking dog a lesson. His fingers kept poking at her head: "I'm so bold, don't I dare to bite the master."

Xiao knows that she wants to roll her eyes. Who wants to bite you? If it wasn't for your self mutilation, she wouldn't bite you.

Xiao turns to Wei Chi Shaoyi, and his whole body exudes a kind of "I'm very angry, you don't pay attention to me" atmosphere. Wei Chi Shao is stunned. He sits on the bed wrapped in a bath towel. His hands touch the hair of the little suckling dog. Xiao knows that he is about to fall asleep. When she was about to fall asleep again, Xiao felt that she was held up. Wei Chi Shao's voice echoed in her ear: "I know why you bit me at that time, little fool. Thank you."

"Haw haw." Xiao, who is about to fall asleep, hasn't forgotten to hum and haw to answer Wei Chi Shaoyi. You just know, asshole. Next time she sees self mutilation, she'll still go up and bite.

Maybe with the company of a little suckling dog, Wei Chi Shaoyi's self mutilation is less and less, and more often he paints. He never paints himself or anything else. All he paints is Xiao. Xiao Zhizhi is sleeping, Xiao Zhizhi is laughing, Xiao Zhizhi is angry and so on. Xiao Zhizhi doesn't find that he laughs like this and gets angry like that. She didn't know her expression, but Wei Chi and Shaoyi seemed to know it very well. It seems that Xiaozhi in his painting is not a painting, but Xiaozhi himself.

Every time he finished a painting, Wei Chi and Shaoyi would go up and kiss the person in the painting. This kind of behavior in other people's eyes is undoubtedly a little abnormal, Xiao know looking at it is a little sad and jealous. Yes, jealousy. She even started to be jealous of herself. She wants to tell Yuchi Shaoyi that she is not dead, but there is no way. She can only stay by Yuchi Shaoyi's side and crouch. In a word, as long as Yuchi Shaoyi wants to see her, he can see her as soon as he lowers his head.

One day, after Wei Chi Shaoyi finished painting, Xiao knew that he didn't rest, but continued to paint. Xiao looked at it and thought that Wei Chi Shaoyi was in a good state today. He started to paint a second painting, which was absolutely impossible before. Painting is very tiring. Usually after finishing painting, Shao Yi will have a rest. It's very likely that he won't continue painting in a week.

Xiao Zhizhi thinks that Wei Chi Shaoyi is going to draw Xiao Zhizhi again, but as soon as the outline comes out, Xiao Zhizhi stretches out her claws and covers her face with embarrassment.

"Haw haw." Xiaozhi shouts in a low voice. Wei Chi Shao points his head with his toes: "do you see that? I wanted to draw a picture for you a long time ago

This shows that the little suckling dog is different in Yuchi Shaoyi's heart. Yuchi Shaoyi is not a person with rich feelings. He is quite reserved. His only enthusiasm may have been dedicated to Xiao before. However, now Wei Chi Shaoyi has found a point of emotional catharsis. He never regards the little suckling dog as a dog, but more often as a person and a friend.

Xiao knows that she doesn't know how long she will be with Wei Chi Shao as a dog. She thought it would be a long time, but she forgot that the dog's life is very short.

In the ninth year, Xiao knowingly passed away. Her soul floated in the air, watching Wei Chi Shao kneel on the ground and cry. He refused other people's help, crying and digging, and talking to Xiao. At last, Yuchi Shaoyi buried the body of the dog in the mound. After nine years, the dog could not be called a dog, but it was always the little suckling dog in Yuchi Shaoyi's heart.

Don't cry!

Xiao knows that she doesn't like to see Wei Chi Shaoyi like this. Although she knows that Wei Chi Shaoyi has to work hard, she can't help shaking her shoulders and crying. She didn't accompany Wei Chi Shaoyi as a human being, but she accompanied Wei Chi Shaoyi as a dog for nine years, which was a very unusual energy for Xiao Zhizhi, but she didn't have any regrets.

In Xiao's heart, in addition to lovers, relatives and friends, Wei Chi Shaoyi has even become the master, her beloved master, in the past nine years.

Even if I can't be with you for the next nine years, my soul will be with you.

"Wu Wu!"

"Xiao knows, Xiao knows, wake up!" Xiaozhi trembles all over and opens her eyes in confusion. In front of him, Wei Chi and Shao are puzzled and nervous. Xiao is stunned. Suddenly he pours on him and says, "master!"

Wei Chi Shao was silent for two seconds, and suddenly touched the back of Xiao's head. His voice became full of temptation: "did you dream something you shouldn't dream about? It's so smooth to call the host“

"I'll go!" Xiaozhi looked at the smiling Wei Chi Shaoyi in front of him in consternation, and poked his face with his hand. It's hot, it's soft, it's alive. Wei Chi Shao narrowed his eyes, grabbed Xiao Zhizhi's hand, put it in his mouth and bit it: "since you are so active, it's time for me to reward you for your initiative. Come on, let's play the game of master and slave Xiao knows that she has finally recovered from Wei Chi Shao's hoarse voice. She quickly rolls on the bed and wants to leave, but Wei Chi Shao catches her. Then she plays the game of master and slave together in the big bed. As for whether two people are happy or not, that's their business“ Spare my life! I don't yell anymore. "“ It's too late The sound of laughter came from the room and soon turned red again. Master, in fact, whether as a person or as others, I feel very lucky to be able to meet you and accompany you. I abide by the contract I signed, no matter now or in the future, I will be by your side and accompany you. I love you, my master, my love.