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88 Dogs Can't Change Eating Shit

The gentle smile made the man a little flattered. He raised his ears and looked at her.

"I want to help you return to your normal human life, are you willing?"

The man pointed at himself, then at Wen Wan, "bowl?"

"Yes, I'll help you." Wen Wan emphasized: "You were raised by dogs and have been out of touch with human society. If you want to integrate into normal human life, you still have a lot to learn. Human beings have their own rules of life.

Just like habits...Hey...why are you squatting on the sand again?"

Just as she was speaking halfway, she saw him squatting on the sofa like a dog, leaning forward with both hands on the sofa. Wen Wan felt that his illness was quite serious, "He has a standing posture and a sitting posture."

You can't do this, otherwise you will be treated like a dog." Oh my God, when he squatted and crossed his legs, he exposed everything that shouldn't have been exposed, which really blinded her 24k pure titanium alloy eyes.

I was afraid of taking a picture of his life from the front, so for the sake of elegance and gentleness, I took out my mobile phone and took a picture of his profile.

"Look." Wen Wan sat on the sofa upright, stretched out her hand to push him, "Sit like me."

The man sat on the sofa, put his feet down, and followed Wen Wan's example, raising his head, straightening his chest and tightening his abdomen. Wen Wan took a photo of his sitting posture with her mobile phone, pulled out the two photos before and after, and put them in front of him, "You

In which photo do you think you look more handsome?"

The man looked down for a while and poked the last picture with his finger.

Wen Wan smiled and took the opportunity to say: "Even you think the photo at the back is good-looking, so you have to pay attention to your image from now on, and you can't learn to squat like a dog anymore. Once you get rid of this fatal problem, forget about it and make a change.

The first step, do you understand?”

The man nodded. As long as she doesn't drive him away, he will change!

"Since you agreed, you have to correct it. Next time you let me see you learning to do dog squats, I will beat your hands."

"Um...bowl..." The man sat obediently on the sofa, his posture upright.

"May I have your name?"

The man shook his head.

"no name?"

"...Bao..." The man hesitated and shook his head.

"Then let me give you a name?" It's impossible to say "hey" or "hey".

The man nodded happily, "Well..."

"Okay, I'll give you a name then, and I'll tell you when I think about it."

"Bowl... um."

"Okay, let's get down to business." Wen Wan said back to the topic, collected her thoughts and said, "Starting from tomorrow, I will tell you some human living habits and communication skills when I have free time. But I want to record these plots.

, if you agree in the future, I can record the information into a program or write an article to present it to the audience, so that more people can pay attention to special groups. Do you have any opinions? Of course, if you don't agree, I will not use these information.

It’s a rumor.”

The man tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded in agreement. It would not be too late to consider the future matters in the future.

Wen Wan said happily: "Okay, then you sit down for a while and I will make dinner."

Afraid that he would be bored, Wen Wan turned on the TV and turned to the kitchen to cook.

After cooking two bowls of egg and ham noodles, Wen Wan took them out with chopsticks, "It's time to eat."

He had a big appetite, so she specially chose a big bowl to serve it in, handed the chopsticks over, "Eat noodles."

The man took the chopsticks and held them tightly while grabbing the steaming noodles with his other hand.

"Pah!!!" Wen Wan, in a hurry, swept the chopsticks over with her backhand and hit him on the back of his hand, "You can't grab it with your hands!" God, he was so stubborn.

"Like this..." Wen Wan closed the chopsticks and placed them in front of him, "hold the chopsticks with your thumb, index finger, and middle finger, and place your middle finger between the two chopsticks..."

The man followed suit, but his movements were very clumsy. He used his chopsticks dozens of times in the bowl, but he couldn't hold a single noodle. He was so anxious that he broke out in sweat.

"Ho..." The man held the chopsticks in his palm and reached out to grab them out of habit.

Wen Wan swiped her chopsticks on the back of his hand and said, "Don't grab it with your hands."

The man stared at the noodles angrily, looking like he would fight to the end.

Someone shook his head, got up and went to the kitchen to get a fork for him, "You should get used to this first. In short, you can't grab food with your hands in the future. It's very unsightly, you know?" Of course, except for grabbing mutton with your hands.

He was smart, and he was good with a fork. He figured out how to use it after just flipping it around a few times, and started eating with great enthusiasm.

"Ahem... you can't make any noise when eating." Wen Wan explained patiently: "When food goes into your mouth, you have to close your mouth and chew it. You can't chew it, it's unsightly..."

"..." Are you allowed to eat or not? Damn! The man is not happy. It's really troublesome to be a human being with so many rules for a meal!!!

After struggling until midnight, Wen Wan, who was thirsty and tongue-tied, finally came up with some explanations.

I went to the bathroom and took a hot bath. The TV in the living room was very loud. Wen Wan wanted him to go to bed early, but she was shocked to find that the TV was playing "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf".

It's strange. She clearly remembers that it was a dating show on Channel 28, so why did it jump to a cartoon on Channel 53? And the volume was too loud, right?

Could it be that he can adjust the channel manually?

Alas, it would be great if the baby was here. He would finally have a companion to watch "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" together.

"Go to bed early." Wen Wan walked over and turned off the TV, yawned and said: "I will go to work early tomorrow morning. You stay at home and don't move around. There is food in the refrigerator if you are hungry. I will bring you some after work.

Get dressed and come back. When you have free time, practice your sitting posture and how to hold chopsticks. I have a key with me. If you hear a knock on the door, don't open the door. There are bad people everywhere now." She learned a bloody lesson.

I just fell for his trick and got into trouble.

"Bowl..." The man lay on the sofa and waved to her, "...night...good..."

Good night? When did he learn to say it? Did he just learn it on TV?

Amazing, so amazing. Wen Wan thought it was unbelievable. She shrugged and went back to her room.

Locking the door, Wen Wan turned on the computer, thinking about how to write a training plan.

She hadn't even realized what happened today. She had actually adopted a strange and dangerous man, and she was passionate about turning him into a normal human being.

It seems that she is crazy and has crazy wishful thinking.

No matter what, I decided to do it anyway. Just like when I raised a wolf cub, even though I was exhausted, I still came over in the end.

Wen Wan frowned and sat in front of the computer and thought for a long time, what kind of name should she give him?

Without thinking for a long time, she opened Du Niang and directly entered hundreds of surnames. She couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the options. She typed the five strokes gently and casually, scrolling down the words...

Mo... Mo seems to be a pretty good name, why not just give it the surname Mo?


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