sinovels Chapter 65 Big Brother, Your Pink Pig Runs Away 11
Chapter 65 Big Brother, Your Pink Pig Runs Away 11
In the past few days, I have tried my best and failed to collect any shit value. I didn’t do anything today or even stay by the target’s side. I just lay here and watched safety education cartoons all day, and collected them for no reason. When the shoveling value reached 10 o'clock, Jiang Zuo frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.
Eager to know what the target did behind his back to increase the value of shoveling shit, Jiang Zuo got up from the yoga mat and asked 362: 2, is the positioning function still available?
Uncle Xu, who patiently stayed aside to supervise Little Pig the whole time, ejected the CD from the DVD player and put in a new cartoon CD.
362 Answer: Yes, as long as the main task does not fail, the target positioning function will not fail.
Jiang Zuo coaxed anxiously: Then quickly help me find out, where is the target doing such a shameless thing...
Let him go every day in the future, and he should be able to collect all the excrement shoveling points in three or four days. Thinking about it this way, Jiang Zuo is a little flattered.
After a while, 362 came back: According to the GPS positioning instructions, the target is now in a high-end Chinese restaurant called Jinyun Pavilion in the urban area...
All of a sudden fell into silence.
Jiang Zuo felt that his head was a bit big: ...Could it be that he was halfway through his meal...and suddenly wanted to eat pork, and then he remembered me, and he gave 10 points of excrement shovel by the way? ? ?
Jiang · Fragrant and tender · Fen Hu Ju Ju · Zuo thinks this is not der.
As soon as Fu Shiyu entered the door that night, Jiang Zuo, who had been guarding the door for a long time after dinner, rushed forward without saying a word. He hugged the man's ankle and refused to let go of his little hoof. Wang wags his tail to show that he is well-behaved and sensible, and makes the target dispel the evil idea of wanting to eat pork.
Uncle Xu reported to Fu Shiyu on Zhuzhu's performance today, and at the end he didn't forget to add: "After dinner, this little piggy has been waiting at the door waiting for Mr. Fu to come back..."
Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes and glanced at him.
Wearing only a pair of white diapers, the little pink piggy straightened up its small body and raised its pinkish nose, looking like it was waiting for praise.
After asking Uncle Xu about Xiaozhuzhu's dinner, Fu Shiyu took Jiang Zuo to the small courtyard of the house for a walk.
The yard under the house is an antique garden layout, worried that Jiang Zuo would run around in the yard and get lost, so Fu Shiyu tied him a newly bought traction rope.
In order to match Jiang Zuo's many small skirts, Fu Shiyu sent Uncle Xu to buy him several traction ropes of different colors and patterns, and asked Uncle Xu to pack up a room next to the entertainment gym for Jiang Zuo. His little piggy skirt.
Jiang Zhujing Boy Zuo has mixed feelings: ... Let me tell you, you just do these boring things all day long because you don't have a nightlife.
After Fu Shiyu put Jiang Zuo on a leash, he led him to the yard.
The summer night wind dispelled the noisy and boring heat during the day, and the evening wind brought a crisp coolness and comfort against the skin.
After passing through the round arch in the yard and walking around the small rockery below, Fu Shiyu stopped, and led Jiang Zuo to stand quietly in the hazy moonlight.
Jiang Zuo, who was tired from walking, was happy to stop, he took a breath, and looked at the night sky, only to see that the night was cloudless tonight, a round of bright moon hung high in the wide night sky, and a few stars falling beside him Under the bright white moonlight, it also seemed dimmed, exuding a faint pale light.
Fu Shiyu stood under the soft moonlight, the evening wind blew the elegant fragrance of bamboo orchids on his body, Jiang Zuo followed him silently, feeling the fragrance of the cool summer night breeze blowing on his face. The remaining warmth on the man.
Jiang Zuo muttered to the moon: ... I don't know when I will be able to return to the real world... Can this world complete the main task... Will it become a human again...
The more Jiang Zuo thought about it, the more sad he felt.
Shrouded in the moonlight, the little Zhuzhu, who is full of worries, has a melancholy expression, full of confusion about the hopeless Zhusheng.
The sadness didn't last long, and Jiang Zuo, who felt his back was itching, couldn't stand anymore. He twisted his body and tried to scratch his body with his hind hoof for a while, and circled uneasily around Fu Shiyu's feet for a while, and finally got hurt again. Unable to lie on the ground and rolled a few times, like a pig with ADHD.
The unbearably itchy Jiang Zuo bit Fu Shiyu's trousers, finally attracting the man's attention.
Fu Shiyu lowered his head.
Jiang Zuo held back his crying, feeling extremely unbalanced: Ah!Why don't mosquitoes bite you? !
Back in the room, there were several bulging and red bumps on the poor pig's back from mosquito bites, only the pink butt wrapped in diapers was safe and sound, after Jiang Zuo took a bath, Fu Shiyu picked him up and put him on his lap, and applied peppermint ointment on the small bag bitten by mosquitoes.
After applying the ointment, the back felt hot and cool, and Jiang Zuo murmured: Is this the mosquito that this world wants to kill me... It won't carry any terrible virus that will kill me overnight...
Jiang Zuo, who was very worried, closed his eyes and sank into the soft pillow. After a while, he snorted lightly, and fell asleep with the cool mint smell all over his body.
After lunch the next day, Fu Shiyu asked Uncle Xu to set up a beach chair next to the outdoor swimming pool at the back of the house, and asked Jiang Zuo to lie on it and bask in the sun.
The scorching summer sun was scorching, and Jiang Zuo was almost scorched by the hot sun, turning into a shriveled lump of charcoal-grilled crispy pork.
Jiang Zuo, whose skin had been peeled off by the sun, fell on the bed, choking speechlessly, not understanding what he had done wrong, to have to endure the physical torture that he shouldn't have to bear at his age.
Could it be that the world consciousness has invaded the target's brain, using this cruel method to torture himself to death?
362 remembered the book the target was reading before: basking in the sun and moonlight... Do you want you to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, so that you can cultivate into a pig demon, and then make a crispy pig...?
After thinking about it carefully, he felt that what 362 said was very reasonable. Jiang Zuo expressed concern about the dog man's IQ: Is it so easy to cultivate a pig demon? ?Can things be accomplished without inhaling the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years? ? ?
On the day when he really absorbed enough sun and moon essence and cultivated into a pig demon, he might have already been tanned as a thousand-year-old pig.
The strange thoughts of the target must be caused by the messy books on the bedside table. Jiang Zuo got up aggressively, jumped onto the bedside table, pushed the book to the ground with his nose, and then used his nose to push the book to his own. Next to the little pig's nest, he took it into the pig's nest with his mouth and hid it under the little quilt.
After doing all this, Jiang Zuo flew back to the bed, bit a corner of the quilt to cover himself, then leaned on the pillow, blinked his dark eyes, and waited for the target to come out with a pure face.
Not long after, Fu Shiyu came out of the bathroom. He threw the towel in his hair on the chair, then got into bed, and lay on his side beside Jiang Zuo. He pinched Jiang Zuo's little hoof with his thumb and index finger, his eyes darkened. stared at him.
Jiang Zuo looked back innocently, and patted the quilt with his two front hooves: I didn't do anything, if you don't believe me, ask my jio girl.
Fu Shiyu didn't speak, until Jiang Zuo felt that his pig's skin was about to rise, he lifted his lips, a misty smile gradually appeared on his face, and said with lowered eyelids: "...tonight, drink warm water. milk."
Jiang Zuo shook his round belly, thinking that there could be some room for warm milk, Jiang Zuo nodded his head: "Okay, if you insist on giving me a drink, I'll make it a little bit harder."
Jiang Zuo lay on the bed covered with a quilt, his pink ears drooping obediently on his head, waiting for Fu Shiyu to bring up the warm milk.
Fu Shiyu lifted off a small corner of the quilt covering Pink Piggy's body, turned over and pressed his pinky belly with his palm, and stretched out his hand to pull off the rope of the bathrobe on his body.
Jiang Zuo, who was completely unprepared:? ! ! !Hey what are you doing? ? ?
362 Comments: ... a bit interesting.
Although he had already felt it through his stomach in the attic before, when he saw it with his own eyes, Jiang Zuo still felt the need to remind himself again: Once again, if you can’t complete the main task, you will commit suicide.
The man's bathrobe was open, revealing a body with well-defined muscles underneath, a bare and firm chest, and a firm and powerful lower abdomen without a trace of fat.
Looking down, a thought flashed in Jiang Zuo's mind, and he suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition: ... emmmmmmm... wait a minute, I think something is a little weird...
362 Rumors: To drink milk, you must drink the freshest! ! !
Jiang Zuo quacked and cried loudly: Get out!
Jiang Zuo closed his eyes, pretending that he had fallen asleep.
Fu Shiyu pressed his swollen belly with one hand, and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Open your eyes."
Jiang Zuo tightly closed his eyes, wishing he could cover them with his hooves: I can't see, I can't see...
Fu Shiyu leaned close to Jiang Zuo's ear, and said in a low voice, "...Or, do you want to play in the attic again?"
When mentioning the gloomy attic full of torture instruments, Jiang Zuo pursed his mouth, held back his grievances and opened his eyes: Hey, you used to spoil me very much...
The man held him down with one hand, Jiang Zuo raised his eyes, and saw that his left eyebrow, which had been broken into two pieces, was hidden among the scattered black hair, and the white scar was faintly visible with the shaking of the hair, on the end of his hair just out of the bath. There was still a slight luster of water droplets, his brows were slightly frowned, all the elegance on his face dissipated, revealing a powerful but extremely seductive sex appeal.
The heat from the man brushed his body, Jiang Zuo blinked his eyes, stared at the man's hand, and started counting sheep in a small bedtime game.
Jiang Zuo: One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... 75 sheep...
Jiang Zuo yawned, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was about to fall asleep, when suddenly the palm on his stomach moved away, and Jiang Zuo woke up with a jerk.
It seems that the target not only invites him to drink milk, but also applies body lotion to him. Jiang Zuo feels tired: I'm tired, I'm really tired...
Fu Shiyu stretched out his slender fingers to his mouth, and let Jiang Zuo lick it clean. Jiang Zuo's complexion changed drastically, and he lost all sleepiness: Eating body lotion will cause diarrhea!
Jiang Zuo made up his mind that no matter how threatening the target was this time, he would keep his mouth shut and stand firm.
Seeing that the little piggy refused to cooperate, Fu Shiyu squinted his eyes, and let out a few chuckles from his chest. He pinched Jiang Zuo's chin, and tightly wrapped his fingers around his cheeks, forcing him to feel the pressure on his cheeks. He opened his mouth a little, then squeezed a few fingers into his mouth and stretched them down his throat.
Jiang Zuo kicked his four hooves to resist, feeling the foreign body intrusion in his throat was very strong, Jiang Zuo struggled to push away Fu Shiyu's hand, rolled to the side of the bed in a panic, stuck his head out of the edge of the bed, lying on his stomach and sticking out his tongue .
[Congratulations to the host!The value of shoveling shit is 1! 】
Jiang Zuo's face was pale: ... Congratulations p.
Fu Shiyu hugged the wet-eyed pink piglet into his arms, and gently stroked his back: "Don't you like it?"
Jiang Zuo was weak, and his eyes showed a warning: ... When I recover... Huh... I will tear your mouth...
Seeing that the little pig didn't like warm milk or body lotion, Fu Shiyu had no choice but to get up and go to the kitchen downstairs, and rebrew a cup of warm goat's milk for his beloved pig. In a small pink bottle, it is used to appease pigs when they are unhappy.
Jiang Zuo, who had a little emotion, hugged the baby bottle in his arms, covering his stomach so warmly: Humph, you big trotter, I won't bother you no matter what you do.
After a while, Jiang Zuo, who had to be slapped in the face, pursed his mouth, stuffed the pacifier into his mouth and took a small sip, dispelling the smell in his mouth.
Fortunately, the next day, the target didn’t allow himself to bask in the sun or feed mosquitoes in the yard at night. Jiang Zuo, who started a cold war with the target, nestled in the air-conditioned gym, lying on a yoga mat and watching idols all day long. drama.
In the evening, Aunt Lin returned to the room with the pig that had been flushed and did not leave. Instead, she took a few steps forward and knocked on the bathroom door: "Mr. Fu."
"Come in."
Fu Shiyu's deep voice was wrapped in the steam in the bathroom, so it was not very clear.
Aunt Lin twisted open the door, drove Jiang Zuo into the hazy bathroom, and closed the door again.
Jiang Zuo, who was traumatized yesterday, shrank at the door, holding his breath and pretending that he didn't exist.
Fu Shiyu was sitting in the bathtub full of bubbles with his eyes closed, the bangs on his forehead scattered casually in front of his eyes, when he heard the sound of the door closing, he opened his eyes and stepped out of the bathtub.
There was a sound of "crashing" water, and he stepped barefoot in front of Jiang Zuo. Regardless of his struggle, he brought in the little pig at the door and soaked them in the bathtub together.
362: Mandarin duck bath, so romantic...
Jiang Zuo's eyes showed a fierce look: ...Suddenly drew his gun.jpg
Jiang Zuo straightened his body, and decided that as soon as something went wrong, he would slap the water hard with his little hoof, so that the splashed bath bubbles would splash into the dog man's eyes, and then he would take the opportunity to escape.
Jiang Zuo locked his eyes on Fu Shiyu tightly, and saw that he squeezed out the shower gel from a pink jar beside him, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and gently applied the milky white shower gel bubbles on his body .
[Congratulations to the host!The value of shoveling shit is 1! 】
Jiang Zuo moved his ears vigilantly:! ! !
After a long time, Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the target seemed to simply want to bathe himself: ... Tsk tsk tsk, the dog man must have realized his mistake, let's make up for it today... You are a bit sensible...
Jiang Zuo relaxed his limbs, humming and chirping.
362 felt a little sad for the simplicity of the host: Mr. Fu brand shower gel, thick and smooth...
Reminiscent of last night, Jiang Zuo, who suddenly understood something, was struggling in the water: ... What happened to the minds of modern people?Is it so perverted? !
Fu Shiyu pinched Jiang Zuo's two front hooves that were thumping in the water: "Or, do you want to eat it with your mouth like last night?"
Jiang Zuo, not daring to move anymore, swallowed tears of humiliation, and fell into despair: ... lowered the noble pig's head to the fucking life jpg