1785. Chapter 1785: The days when Boss Ling and Maomao competed for favor 2
How could Huahua show such pampering to Maomao? She really wanted to enjoy this kind of treatment.
"Fortunately, you weren't hurt, otherwise you would have been dead." Huahua hugged Maomao and coaxed her for a long time, then for the first time, she let Maomao go to bed, and they continued to watch TV while holding each other and the dog.
Huahua found Lingyin still standing there stupidly, and muttered dissatisfied: "Go and pour me some water, and bring me some dog food by the way."
Lingyin wants to run away!
That was my position, and now it's taken by Maomao!
I wanted to send Maomao away, "Sneeze!" I sneezed for no reason, it must be Maomao scolding me!
The neglected spirit boss obediently went to pour water and get dog food.
"Ah sneeze!"
The spirit boss handed over the water and sneezed.
"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze!"
Continue to build a sense of presence.
"Ah sneeze!"
Huahua took a sip of water and looked over sympathetically: "Why is it getting worse again?"
"Maybe the dog has too much hair, which makes the respiratory tract more uncomfortable." Lingyin stood by the bed, staring at half of the bed occupied by Maomao, hesitating whether to lie down, "Is Maomao shedding a lot now?"
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"It seems so, my hands are full of fur." Huahua immediately carried Maomao out, abandoned her decisively, closed the door, and touched her head: "Maomao, go to the kennel in the living room and go to sleep."
"Ouch..." Maomao wanted to protest!
Huahua also felt pitiful for him: "But you are shedding so much that Brother Ling can't bear it." Then he walked back, not noticing the joy at the corner of Lingyin's mouth, and took the initiative to pick up the quilt: "Let's change another quilt and sheets.
Change the pillowcase too, do you still have it at home?"
Lingyin immediately said: "Yes, I'll get it!"
After changing into quilts without a trace of dog hair, the young couple leaned back on the bed and watched a movie. Sure enough, their respiratory tract improved a lot and they no longer sneezed.
"How do I rewind this movie? I didn't see the part just now."
"Take your phone and watch it." Lingyin suggested. Huahua thought it was very good, so she took Lingyin's phone to play it. Her own phone was out of battery and was being charged on the table.
"You use this photo as wallpaper?" Huahua shook his phone a few times. Isn't this the picture of the sexy underwear she sent him last night?
Lingyin quickly took back his cell phone.
Huahua laughed and stretched out her hand: "Here you go."
Lingyin doesn't give it.
Huahua rushed over to fight with him, "I don't blame you, but if your phone is stolen, won't my photos be leaked? Then they will be posted at night, my image..."
"I have never lost my phone." Lingyin said, but took the initiative to change the wallpaper.
That night, Huahua fell asleep to the sound of the movie.
Before Lingyin turned off the phone, she kissed him lightly and whispered in his ear: "Good night, Xiaochu."
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Early the next morning, Huahua woke up earlier than Lingyin, and her biological clock did not adjust in time.
I pinched the flesh on Lingyin's face twice, and when I was about to pinch his nose, I found a lot of boogers next to his nose. Uh, it felt so disgusting.
There's nothing I can do about it, he just has a cold.
Huahua comforted herself and did not kick him out of bed. Instead, she picked up the paper on the bedside table and wiped it for him.
His breathing was very heavy, which is really a tragedy for people with colds.
Huahua cooked the food herself, cooking porridge, hot milk, toasting bread, and frying love eggs. The fried eggs were a bit unsightly in shape, and there were no love eggs like Lingyin fried ones.