Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 342 [A bear again] My back can be borrowed

Petting the dog.Petting the dog.

Lu Shengjing covered the weak dog-teasing machine with a blanket and glanced at it. It was an ugly gray color. She kicked it away because it was too hot and said, "Turn on the air conditioner. I'm hot."

"Hot?" The fur on Mr. Xiong's neck spread out, and he carefully checked the room temperature with a skin sensor. Then the fur was attached to the skin. After proving it, he said, "Honey, I don't feel hot even when I'm wearing a sweater."

The heat that swept through my angry stomach became even more intense.

Depend on.

She didn't say the house she lived in was hot.

The feeling of providing help in times of need made matters worse.

"Ah," the sick girl half-rolled weakly, lying on her side on the sofa, muttering in a low voice: "It's just hot, her stomach is hot, be careful because your little house will be burned down and you will have no place to live. "

"...Stomachache?" Mr. Xiong's hearing keenly caught the long sentence of "Xi sick" with many "little" characters. "We have time to talk about the children's matters later. I'll change to a beautiful thin blanket first." come over."

Currently, the child's mother dislikes the ugly color of the blanket.

"Thank you." Sweeping his voice, he was too lazy to copy and paste the first word.

Mr. Xiong quickly found a thin summer blanket and a hot water bottle in the crook of his arm. When he came back, there was only a little husky left on the sofa.

He folded the thick blanket and put it aside, preparing to wait for the raccoon cat to change the prince after he fell asleep.

"Well," Sweeping walked out of the bathroom barefoot, and then went to look for the remote control of the air conditioner. When Lu Shengjing saw it, his face didn't turn red, and his heart stopped beating. He searched everywhere lavishly: "You can turn it on when it's hot, I'm hot. Why can’t it be opened at this time?”

The little girl's bare feet stepped on the floor, which was neither light nor heavy. She touched the remote control of the air conditioner and turned on the cold air. Then she went back seriously ill, picked up the thin blanket, covered herself with Lu Juan Juan and squeezed into the sofa.

"And this," Mr. Xiong took off one knee and put it on the carpet, and put the hot water bottle on the girl's belly. "You just took the antipyretic medicine, have a good sleep."

I felt very sick, but not sleepy. I just lay down for 2 minutes and felt soreness in my back.

She touched the hot water bottle, but didn't put it on her belly. Instead, she covered her hands. "I know, go ahead and do your work. Don't you have two online meetings today? If I don't feel well, I'll knock on your door."

Lu Shengjing finished cleaning up the kitchen and went to the study. Within ten minutes, the place where he was recuperating was changed from the sofa to a carpet.

She was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, wrapped in a blanket and holding something in her arms.

Mr. Xiong glanced at her intentionally. In her arms was a husky with an ugly face.

Lujuanjuan grew up, and from the perspective of a bear, it became more and more uglier, neither a wolf nor a dog.

Sweeping his chin gently on the top of Husky's head, he looked at Lu Shengjing. Thanks to his short-sightedness, he was not frightened.

Lu Shengjing was looked at by her for a while and was a little surprised. He asked, "Aren't you afraid of wild beasts?"

There was no fear in her eyes, she simply looked at him.

"Ah," Swian opened his mouth, "Myopia."

"..." Lu Shengjing paused and then smiled gently at her, "A bear's back is wider than a husky's... You can borrow my back."

"..." Suan Suan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and hugged Lu Juanjuan: "You go first."

Lu Shengjing stopped talking and got into the study.

The first online meeting ended, and when Mr. Xiong came out, Swallow still hugged the dog’s neck.

The second time, Lu Juanjuan ran to sleep next to Weishuan while she sat cross-legged on the ground holding something under the blanket.

Mr. Xiong looked over and saw a power strip on the ground, connecting the thing his wife was holding to the socket on the wall.

...The wind whistled.

"Juanjuan," Mr. Xiong hissed in distress and walked towards her.

It was too late for him to reach out and turn off the switch. Lu Shengjing had already come to his side and pulled away the blanket where he was hiding. "...Wife," Lu Shengjing felt dizzy.

His wife is holding a fan.

Fan Qi Liang's face felt hot, and he raised his face to look at him. Without thinking, he took out the hot water bottle from his belly and said, "There is no wind in your little house."

The inside of the blanket was filled with the chill of the wind, freezing the dog.

Sweep the warm hot water bottle back into place.

Lu Shengjing said nothing and reached out to turn off the fan.

"No, I'm hot..." Swian hugged the fan tightly and hid behind, but the fan still stopped.

Lu Shengjing looked at the home clothes that Swian was wearing with a headache. They were very thin. Her home clothes didn't seem to be thick.

When I reached out and touched her, the front part was cold and the back part was hot.

"I think you're burned out." Mr. Xiong joked, taking out the hot water bottle from her arms and giving it to the frozen Lu Juanjuan. He picked her up with his arm and let her sit on his shoulder.

It's over.Hot on both sides.

"Lu Shengjing, you really want my brain to be burned out, don't you?" Swian suddenly became irritated and kicked his feet, but he was covered with heat.

"Send you back to the bedroom to sleep?" he asked.

"Don't sleep." He didn't put clothes or blankets on her, but her whole body gradually became warmer.After arguing with him, his body felt less uncomfortable and he calmed down, "I'm not terminally ill."

"..." Lu Shengjing said nothing, holding her with one hand and going to turn off the air conditioner.

"Bears will lose their hair if the weather is too hot." Sweeping reminded him abruptly. People who care about their image so much would not be able to endure the problem of hair loss.

"Well, what I said," Lu Shengjing turned off the air conditioner and explained casually: "It's hairy."

"...Fuck." Sweeping kicked him lightly.

She didn't want her face to be too close to his, so she didn't raise her eyes. As soon as her eyes touched her, he started to think wildly in his mind that he was an adult doll hero, not a real bear.

"Mr. Lu is off work?" she asked.

"Well, get off work." Mr. Xiong carried her back to the study as if nothing had happened, shut down the computer, and got off work.

After getting off work, Mr. Xiong drank half a cup of water left over from feeding humans, took a brief rest, and then began to cook leisurely.

The rice cooker starts cooking at a scheduled time, and Fan Fan likes to eat white rice.

Not wanting him to do housework with a tumor in front of him, Swallow raised his finger to hook the bow hanging around his neck and said, "I'm going to bed. Call me when you're eating."

Mr. Xiong knew without looking: "You are not sleepy."

He took a breath through his teeth. He was really not sleepy. He stared at the string of the bow and guessed its material.

Then, Mr. Xiong turned the bow behind him to the front for her to play with.

Sweeping his legs down, he silently signaled that he wanted to go down and stand.

Mr. Xiong's hand seemed to be loosened, but after moving down a little, he accurately supported Tutu's buttocks. Tutu's legs were stretched too long to no avail, and he gave up after his big toe was stretched to the point of cramping.

"..." Sweeping him up, damn it.

He was doing things with one hand in an orderly manner and smiled lightly: "It's just a common plot that happens in the kitchen where marriage comes first and love comes later. Mrs. Lu doesn't need to see it outside."

He hugged her tightly, and Swallow was a little annoyed, "Why would I, a client, see someone outside?"

(End of this chapter)