Doting on Mr. Su (5) The difference between a kiss and a fight Every day at Book Bar

  The world is vast, and there's nothing strange that doesn't exist.

  I've seen people occupying family property, but I've never seen anyone occupying a dog. Anyway, Fu Chaoyang can't even take care of himself, let alone the dog, so it's only a matter of time before he sends the dog back to me.

  I opened Taobao on my computer, searched for the items on the nutrition list one by one, and put them in the shopping cart. I tried to buy as many things from one store as possible, so I wouldn't have to receive express deliveries all day long, which is a hassle.

  As a result of this stroll, I discovered the problem.

  Dogs need to eat and take supplements, but do they also need a bath? If they need a bath, do they also need shampoo and towels?

  There's even such a thing as a bath brush...

  So the question remains, should I blow dry after showering?

  There is actually a thing specifically for blowing hair called a blow dryer...

  So about Mao, does it need to be groomed? Must buy a dog hair comb. Customer service: Dear ~ spend over 100 and get a free beautiful hair comb ~

  I took a look at the shopping cart and damn it's already over 1,000, do I have to buy a dozen combs or something?

  Customer service said: Dear, you can get a discount, over 1,000 yuan will be discounted at 87% off.

  Then... I opened the official flagship store of that nutrition brand again and asked customer service: Dear, do you give away gifts for orders over 1,000?

  Customer service took a screenshot and said they would send a can of goat milk powder.

  I took a look at the price tag, 98, it's okay.

  It was late at night, and the customer service might have been bored too, so they asked me what kind of dog my family raises, how many months old it is. Anyway, they were very enthusiastic about chatting with me about raising dogs, and even recommended several good brands of pet products to me, telling me to be sure to buy from the official website, as there are too many counterfeit ones.

  I happily agreed and continued to order dishes.

  Taobao crazy buying stuff always has to be the rhythm of brushing cards to explosion, no sleepiness at all, strolling until dawn, checking out with several screens full of things, all for dog use, payment 5678.90 yuan, expected delivery within seven days.

  I went to every household and shamelessly asked for a large number of gifts, only then did I feel slightly more at ease.

  At night, my mom called me and asked what I've been up to lately. Without thinking, I said "raising a dog". I thought she would disagree or something, but instead she was delighted: "Raising a dog is great! Raising a dog means you won't be stuck at home all day, it's good exercise and teaches responsibility. Raising a dog will make you realize how hard it is to raise a child!" And then she reminded me several times: "Make sure to clean the house often, or it'll smell bad!"

  I nodded from head to toe and thought I should buy a robot vacuum cleaner.

  As the goods arrived one after another, I started to get anxious about that dog which had been handed over from Jiang and had no definite news since then. Holding my phone and flipping to Su Hao's name several times, but ended up doing nothing, I really didn't have the courage to talk to him.

  Before long, half of January 2010 has passed.

  When the first snow fell, I finally got through to Su Hang's phone, and his voice was soft: "Hmm?"

  This person never answers my call with "Hello?"

  I hesitated for a moment and asked: "Is my Samoyed at your place?"

  From stuttering when I called him in the morning, to later picking up and letting me call him back, I was certain that the dog was with him.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  "Sure enough, he said in a low voice: 'I just got my first COVID-19 vaccine shot today.'"

  Is it his dog? What right does he have to get vaccinated?

  My dog's first vaccine wasn't even given by me!!!!!

  "When will you return him to me?"

  "Hmm?" He paused for a moment and smiled lightly: "Anytime, but... I don't have time before June 6th."

  It's already January!

  The dog is almost three months old!

  It's already more than nine months in June!

  Almost nine months old is almost one year old!

  Is this my Samo?

  I tried to calm down: "I'll get it myself, thanks for the trouble!"

  "Okay, I'll wait for you." He smiled again and said, "It's lovely, just like when you were a kid."

  "Go buy it yourself, that's my dog." I automatically filtered out his last sentence, which didn't sound like a compliment at all.

  He responded with a simple "good", I huffily hung up the phone without even saying goodbye.

  January 23rd, I returned to the capital after being away for four months.

  It was Mr. Su who came to pick me up.

  What surprised and delighted me was the little white ball in his arms.

  He brought that Samoyed covered in milk smell with him.

  It's not shy at all, staring at me with its big, round, and shiny black eyes.

  My heart melted instantly.

  So white and fluffy, with its tail held high on its back, wagging it back and forth.

  I hastily grabbed it and held it in my arms, kissing it directly on the face. It didn't have any strange smell on its body, only a milky fragrance similar to sheep's milk powder.

  Su Hao was so intimate with me that he couldn't help but cry and laugh, and had to interrupt us: "Okay, stop being affectionate, it's cold outside, let's get in the car first and nurture our feelings later."

  I gave him a sideways glance: "Can I use my dog for cultivation?"

  "Get on the bus first, we can't stay here for long." He didn't even respond to me.

  He drove a black Renault this time.

  It's warm in the car.

  I'm holding Xiao Bai Tuanzi on my lap in the passenger seat, it's standing on my legs, leaning against my scarf and looking at me, wagging its tail while staring, I'm melted by its cuteness but can't be too harsh...

  The car drove all the way to the Haoting Villa District and stopped in front of Building 17.

  Lawyers are indeed a profession with unlimited potential, having returned to China for less than two years and already living in a villa.

  Watching him get off the bus, I blinked and suddenly remembered: "Is this your home?"

  "What do you think?" He smiled, like today's warm sunshine, got off and opened the door for me.

  I continued to be puzzled: "Why come to your home? You're not planning on sending me back home, are you?"

  "What's it to you?" He remained expressionless, his hand resting on the car frame as he leaned in to look at me, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

  I was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "If you weren't going to send me home, why did you pick me up in the first place..."

  "Are you giving me a dog?" He looked at the little white ball in my arms: "Isn't it in your arms?"

  “……”

  Who can tell me if this person is wearing Su Hao's skin to impersonate him!? The one I know with the surname Su has always been a gentleman and elegant, he absolutely doesn't have such a vicious side!

  What's going on?! What's happening?!

  Half of my brain cells were already going crazy, he suddenly smiled: "Come down and get Miss's things."

  That's right...

  I hate it when you're just joking around.

  I got off the bus and asked him: "Who is Miss?"

  He looked down at the little white ball in my arms with a "you know what I'm asking" expression.

  "This is my dog, thank you." I had to remind him.

  "Good, you're missing."

  He said very seriously.

  Forget it, the dog is still so young and has only been called for a few days, it will change soon after going back!

  I thought firmly and didn't want to argue with him anymore.

  Mr. Su's house is very large, with European-style decoration, high-end and elegant, but not too heavy.

  As soon as you enter the door, there is a shoe rack, a place to change shoes, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror.

  Then a three-story staircase, on the left is the shoe room, one side of the shelf is full of men's shoes in various styles, and the other side is completely empty.

  His lifestyle is quite strict indeed...

  At least this shoe storage room looks like this.

  The little white ball in my arms struggled to get down, and Su Hua happened to take out a brand new pair of pink slippers. I took the opportunity to put it on the steps, took off my shoes and put them on, and saw it rolling towards the huge glass wall and running over there.

  A huge curtain falls from above, tied on both sides, with a tatami mat in the middle at the bottom, a small carved red wood tea table in the middle, an embroidered plain flower flag, and light purple tassels hanging from the tail of the flag.

  Xiao Bai Tuanzi climbed up from the right side of the tatami mat, his movements a bit clumsy but very familiar.

  Then I saw it sticking its head under the small tea table, as if looking for something. I turned back to ask Su Hang: "What is it doing?"

  "It's looking for wait."

  "Wait?" I blinked, watching him walk past me to the living room, pour a glass of water, and place it on the coffee table near my seat. I walked over and asked him, "Who's that?"

  He took off his coat and casually threw it over the armrest of the sofa, looking towards the futon where a small white ball was struggling under the low table, and said: "Another Samoyed."

  "Another one???" I looked at the tatami in surprise, except for a small white ball with its head buried in a small tea table, exposing more than half of its body, and didn't see another one... "Is it under the table?"

  Su Hao nodded: "It likes it there."

  Then we all fell silent, staring at the tatami mat as a small white puppy called Miss buried its head in another small white puppy called Wait.

  I still remember what he said on the phone earlier - "If you love it so much, raise one yourself", and he actually did, is he being serious?

  He's still such an immature person?

  Looking under the tea table, I couldn't help but ask: "How old is she?"

  Can crawl under the small tea table for just a few months?

  "He said: 'Three months.'"

  Similar to miss.

  After missing for over ten minutes of persistent effort, I finally saw more than half of the body exposed on the other side of the coffee table, except for the head.

  That is the body of wait.

  Same chubby and fluffy.

  Su Hao stroked his lips and smiled, clearly calling out "wait", the two under the tea table stopped moving.

  Then Wait's head lifted up from under the coffee table, and his ears, which were not very visible due to the fluff, moved slightly as he looked over at him.

  He called out again, and Wait came running down from the tatami mat, shaking his short fluffy tail all the way. His little legs moved as fast as they could to reach his feet, where he squatted down, looking up at him with two round black eyes, wagging his tail nonstop.

  Miss also came out from the other side of the coffee table and followed the same route as Wait, doing the same thing, both trying to sell cuteness to Mr. Su.

  Su Hao lifted Miss up with one hand and placed her on the sofa, then picked up Wait by the scruff of its neck and brought it in front of Miss.

  Two little white dumplings rolled together in an instant!

  I've been charmed again!

  In the past, I would squat beside the sofa to watch them play and bite each other, with Wait clearly letting Miss win, every move was fake, just pretending to bite.

  Specifically, both of them were virtually biting each other.

  But Miss Ming is obviously entangled with Fang!

  I asked Su Hang: "Do they usually play like this?"

  "Hmm." He replied softly, as if afraid of disturbing the two little white furballs. Then he added: "Miss will be lonely when it's gone."

  I correct: "Obviously miss entangled it, it's ignoring miss..."

  "How do you know it's not that it likes to entangle with Miss?" His long arm was placed on the back of the sofa, looking over with a dark and serious gaze: "I only saw it indulging Miss."

  Is it really like this?

  I looked at the two little white balls of fluff rolling around together, it seemed to be the case that if Wait didn't like Miss's teasing, there were many ways to avoid her, even to really chase her away, but Wait didn't, and instead accompanied Miss in playing together...

  I poked Miss's plump body with a bit of sadness, pursed my lips, stood up and smiled: "Well, that's it then. It's also good this way. I'll go back first, and I should go to school to say hello too!"

  His eyebrows furrowed: "What's wrong?"

  "Let them be together!" I blinked in confusion: "Isn't that wrong? Two of the same sex?"

  He put his other hand on his knee and pressed the corner of his forehead, gritting his teeth slightly but speaking calmly: "Fu Yingxue, you're really something."

  "You're too kind."

  He can't think that I, such a petty and vengeful person, would smile and forgive him after he 'forced a kiss' and 'stole my dog'?

  To say I don't have a single misgiving in my heart, would anyone believe it if I said it out loud?

  If someone insists on singing a discordant tune and saying "believe", then I'll tell you, even I myself don't believe it. Born with a small heart, not to mention carrying a boat, even holding a few catties of cold water is uncomfortable.

  If he had just sent me and the dog back to my home, that would have been fine. But instead, he brought me to his home for no reason. Is he trying to show off his wealth?

  All these yin and yang strange airs are light.

  I'm especially glad I didn't take off my coat when I came in because of the central air conditioning and floor heating, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to put on and take off after a while.

  Also prone to catching colds.

  I had just walked to the front of the stairs when I suddenly heard the urgent footsteps behind me. Turning my head back, I met his chest, separated only by a thin layer of light blue cotton shirt. The powerful heartbeat came through clearly... along with an even higher heat than body temperature...

  There was a dizziness at first sight, he came so suddenly and unexpectedly, the distance was so close, the hot air exhaled from the top of his head, clear and scorching.

  "Stay here..." He added, feeling somewhat inappropriate: "Chaoyang is on a business trip, and the lock was changed last month at 187. There's no spare key, you're just a girl..."

  "I'm an adult!"

  He was taken aback, "Alright, you're a woman..." He let out an almost imperceptible sigh and continued, "It's getting dark soon, it's not safe for a young woman like you to be outside..."

  "You can send me back to the school dormitory."

  He fell silent for a moment, then said seriously: "I don't want to."

  I frowned: "What don't you want me to do?"

  As soon as I spoke, I regretted it. The provocative meaning of the sentence was too obvious, his whole face turned gloomy, and he reached out to grab my arm...

  Some familiar moves, next step will be another trick again?

  This time I was prepared, his lips were pressed between my fingers, I looked up at him with a smile: "Mr. Su, nowadays we are not suitable for such intimate things as 'goodnight kiss'." I couldn't help but remind him: "Now it's 2010, not before the millennium."

  He had a moment of stunned expression, then smiled and lifted his hand to remove mine from his lips: "What's it to you?" As he spoke, he reversed his grip on my hand, not showing any intention of letting go, easily forcing me to retreat until I was leaning against the wall. His smile carried seven parts mischief and three parts hidden anger: "I should teach you what a 'goodnight kiss' really is."

  Shut up, of course I know what a goodnight kiss is! Just wanted to tease him anyway!

  Only given this one sentence to complain, without even giving me time to react, his lips lightly touched my forehead.

  My eyelashes twitched, my heart skipped a few beats, and for a moment I was overwhelmed with bittersweet memories of the countless sweet 'goodnight kisses' we had shared in the past...

  That was a simple goodnight kiss, but his lips didn't stop there, they lingered on the corner of her brow, then the tip of her nose, and finally her lips...

  He said: "This is **'s kiss."

  No sooner had I finished speaking than his lips were pressed against mine, disregarding my astonishment, from tenderness to deep passion...

  He even roughly pinched my cheek, forcing me to open my mouth, but with almost no effort, my consciousness surrendered to him, leaving only a dizzying vision and the feeling of my heart gradually suffocating... like fainting.

  I'm losing the feeling of even being able to support myself, his tongue keeps rolling around mine, sucking on my lips, robbing me of air, and gradually it changes from deep passion to a plundering storm.

  What is this supposed to be?

  He said it was a kiss between them...

  Then he knew who the kisser was?

  What is this supposed to be?

  I was exhausted from the torment between my heart and lips, he effortlessly wrapped his arms around my waist and carried me to the side table, making it even more convenient for him to continue kissing...

  Breathing gradually becomes heavier, can't tell if it's mine or his...

  Scorching palms like a heat source in magma, rubbing against my lower back and waist... with a carefulness that makes one want to cry.

  I'm really being tormented by this feeling to the point of tears...

  He felt his hand slowly reaching forward, his thumb lightly touching the navel through the shirt, a wave of unbearable trembling came over him, and even the blurred scene in front of him was invisible, his consciousness had a moment of blankness...

  I cried humbly, letting the tears wash away the uncontrollable feeling he brought me in that instant... This person... How dare he dominate even my consciousness? How dare he... repeatedly humiliate me like this?

  Perhaps it was my tears that struck him, the kiss ended abruptly, and he suddenly turned his head to the side, his heavy, suppressed gasps sounded in my ear, his breath hotter than the palm of my hand... burning me so much that I couldn't even bear the warmth of the room, trembling uncontrollably...

  His hand caressed my cheek, accurately wiping away the tears that I couldn't stop and didn't have time to dry.

  "Overseas, I have imagined such a scene countless times across the air..."

  "Are you kidding me? You're saying you don't know what's good or bad?"

  "I was so good to you, how could you go and like someone else?"

  "Is he better than me to you?"

  I squeezed out a voice, just one sentence "I hate you", and let the tears fall even more fiercely... I was terrified of this feeling that couldn't even control myself, biting my teeth tightly.

  "Hmph." He smiled lightly, so certain: "You're lying again. If you hated it, I gave you four years of freedom, why didn't you escape?"

  I couldn't answer this question, I escaped, I tried to get rid of it, but every time I thought I had made it through, the shadow in my heart would weigh on me again... until just now I realized that for four years, counting down day by day, I never actually left his influence, not even touching the edge.

  I couldn't help but cry, from sadness, from humiliation, and also because... his kiss made me want to cry, I clearly wanted to get rid of it, yet unexpectedly anticipated this kiss... unprecedented joy burst out from my heart, unable to ignore, for a moment hating myself for being like this...

  I gripped the edge of the table tightly, how much strength would it take to hold back from embracing him, from returning his kiss?

  But it was all in vain... From the moment he kissed me, all my senses had been consumed, otherwise... how could he have kissed for so long?

  "Return to me, Sakura, and love me once more..."

  His voice was tinged with an inexplicable sadness, making me want to hug him...

  But another me is warning me to hold back, because of this person, I am no match.

  He lifted his head to look at me, seemingly with a pained expression, like when I was little and bumped into the door and cried, stroking my face, softly asking: "Why are you crying so much?"

  "Put me down..." My voice trembled and was hoarse, I didn't know if it was from fear or crying too much.

  He furrowed his brow: "Still want to leave?"

  I thought he would be very angry, but it turned out that he was just helpless, with a strong sense of hopelessness.

  When we were young, we could stay in the same room together, live in each other's homes without needing a reason, and even sneak a kiss on each other's cheeks while the other was asleep...

  But... we've all grown up, and the intimacy of our childhood is no longer suitable for our current age. What identity do I use to stay here? And with what mood do I face everything that has happened between us?

  In the past, when Su Hao left, I learned to get used to living on my own, getting used to facing all sorts of things in life by myself. I had mentally prepared myself for a "life without Su Hao", but then the plot suddenly played a joke on me and told me I was wrong, isn't that laughable?

  What does he take those years when I was strong and alone for?

  Give me liberty...

  Haha, I was originally free, who needs to give me freedom?

  It was four years ago that this person left without saying goodbye, and now he's telling me to 'come back', has he really forgotten who was the one being abandoned?

  I closed my eyes, covering up all the discontent that was about to spill out, even pursing my lips tightly, afraid that if I let it out, either I would lose control or he would get angry.

  He sighed, picked me up from the dresser and naturally adjusted my collar: "Your temper has always been like this, I had no way with you before, and now I still have no way."

  I stared at him with wide eyes, looking at him as if I didn't recognize him. Was he really Su Hang? Or had something happened to make him so good at communicating all of a sudden?

  Since I can remember, everything he did required everyone to guess, and he never told anyone what was going on, not even his parents.

  And now he actually says he can't handle me...

  What an astonishing change.

  I had a sudden thought, feeling like my ankle was bumped, and when I looked down, I saw two small white balls of fluff that had somehow gathered at my feet, looking so clumsy yet adorable.

  As I crouched down to pet the two white balls, Su Hao's voice came clearly from above: "You can't send them back now, you have to make them a special meal."