Double sleep

Chapter 6

Ling Rusi glanced at the watch on his wrist, it was 47:[-].

You can drop by the supermarket to buy some ingredients. There is not much left in the family's food reserves, so I can buy a steak for the prince's meal.Recently, the prince has been a vegetarian until he has no love in his life. He looks at Ling Rusi with a doggy face and drooling and aggrieved every day. She is very worried that the prince will be depressed if this continues.

Ling Rusi picked a five-kilogram bag of Thai long-grain fragrant rice from the shelf, and just took it off to put it in the shopping cart, and put it back in the original place after thinking for a while.Then, I walked to the area where bulk rice was sold, put two scoops into the bag with a shovel, and weighed it in my hand. I felt that the weight was acceptable, and then I put it in the shopping cart and pushed it for weighing.

Seeing that the vegetables were very fresh, she picked out a few bags of bitter chrysanthemum, fruit cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, ball lettuce and purple cabbage, and decided to go home at night and make a vinaigrette for herself, and eat it with salad.

I used to love all the seasonings and dipping sauces she made, even the ginger vinegar sauce she made for eating hairy crabs, and I could drink the juice clean after eating the crabs.

However, Ling Rusi's sauce is indeed different from others. Most people eat hairy crabs with shredded ginger and vinegar.And she is going to add cooking wine, oil consumption, honey and an appropriate amount of mineral water in proportion.This kind of dipping sauce tastes sweet and sour, and it can also make the crab roe and crab meat extremely delicious.

Ling Rusi did not forget to choose chicken breast, steak and salmon for the prince.

Unexpectedly, after leaving, she and the prince had a harmonious combination of meat and vegetables.

The prince eats meat, but she is a vegetarian.

Every time the vegetables were placed in the prince's food bowl, he would poke them off with his wet black nose, humming and moaning as he poked, as if to say, the uncle doesn't eat vegetables.No matter how finely chopped the meat in the dog bowl was, he could lick it until there was nothing left.

But the prince is quite good, the vegetables that are protruded, will be picked up and eaten after the meat dishes are finished.The uncle picked up the face he threw away by himself, idol burden?nonexistent.

Since Ling Rusi started to control the prince's diet, he clearly felt the huge fluctuations in Fat Dog's mood.

Fortunately, we can have an extra meal today.

It was almost six o'clock when I got home from the supermarket, and I had been shopping for so long before I knew it.It's time for the prince to lose his temper when he gets home. He eats on time at 1:[-] am and [-]:[-] pm every day.

Normally, Ling Rusi couldn't control the off-duty time well, so he would put dog food into the automatic feeder before going out, the time was unexpectedly set before, and call the prince for dinner at five o'clock on time.

She goes to her parents' house for lunch every weekend, and usually arrives home before five o'clock.Therefore, Ling Rusi will make two meals for the prince himself in the morning and evening on weekends, and will not pour dog food into the automatic feeder.As a result, the time was not well controlled today.

I'm done thinking about it.I don't know what to expect when I open the door.

The prince will lose his temper if he eats one minute late.

I used the limited-edition sneakers that I forgot to put back in the shoe cabinet as a toilet, and pissed hard in it.

Biting the pure handmade wool blanket that Ling Rusi was going to give to the customer into abstract cheese, she waited for more than seven months for that wool blanket from order to delivery.

Eating furniture, throwing things, and tearing down sofas are all considered drizzle.

Even at night when the two of them slept under the covers, they pissed all over, and it was on the sheets. The fat dog put the bed cover back intact after urinating.Strange things like this have happened.

I also thought about building a fence for the prince and locking him in a cage.In the end, he gave up amidst his heart-piercing wailing.

After all, the prince is not an ordinary dog, he is in the second class.The name of the pet shop they brought him back to was 'Moe Things Second Class'.

Ling Rusi opened the door with anxiety, and was surprised to find that the prince was not pretentious, and the house looked the same as when she went out.

Similarly, she didn't see the prince who kept thumping and waiting by the door every day before he reached the door of the house. As soon as the door opened, the prince rushed towards them with his buttocks pouted, and his two thick little front paws clung to their legs. He tried his best to stretch his round and fat body, trying to get closer to the two of them.

When they squatted down, they immediately stretched out their big tongues that were too rich in saliva, and licked the two of them one by one. After each lick, it was like making a jelly mask.

The strange thing is that the prince didn't act like a demon today, nor did he come to greet Ling Rusi.

The house is as quiet as if I had never had a dog.

Ling Rusi put the car keys on the entrance, changed into slippers at the door, and casually put the ingredients purchased from the supermarket on the dining table.call:

"My lord, where are you? Your mother is back."

"My lord?"

"It's swollen, isn't it? They don't even come to pick me up."

"My lord, are you angry?"

"You son of a bitch, where are you hiding?"

"Did you faint from hunger?"

She went from the living room to the study room, from the study room to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the guest room, from the guest room to the workshop, and then to the small attic. Except for the kitchen and bathroom, which are forbidden by the prince, the rest of the area is open.

I went around the open area, but I couldn't find the shadow of the prince.

Ling Rusi's heart immediately became tangled up, as if being scratched by a cat's paw, the blood began to flow back to the top of his head.

She forced herself to calm down, got the sofa under the bed, searched for the crevices around the corners, and finally found the prince in the cloakroom of the bedroom.He was lying on his stomach in the closet, burying himself in Ling Rusi's pajamas closet and shivering.

When seeing Ling Rusi, the whole dog froze and silently squeezed into the cupboard. It was only after 2 minutes that he came back to his senses, and started to hug Ling Rusi and lick him, just a few perfunctory licks.

"Son, are you hungry and stupid, you can't even get angry, are you sad?" Ling Rusi carried the prince out of the cupboard, feeling his arm muscles became stronger again.She patted the prince's big round butt with her palm, making a bang bang, "I'll give you an extra meal today."

The prince who saw the meat dishes finally recovered, licked his lips in satisfaction, and narrowed his eyes intoxicated.Shaking his head, he walked towards Ling Rusi, ready to have an after-dinner meal.

When he walked to a place about ten steps away from Ling Rusi, he stopped suddenly and stared at Ling Rusi with wide-eyed dog eyes.

Ling Rusi glanced at Wang Ye and waved to him.The prince didn't move.

Ling Rusi stood up, intending to hug the prince, just stood up.The prince's front legs were slightly bent, his buttocks were raised, and there was no way to see the direction of the small dot of the tail. The whole dog was on alert and ready to attack.

Just as Ling Rusi stepped forward, he took a step forward, the prince maintained his previous appearance, and let out a low warning growl from his throat.

"You took the wrong medicine." Ling Rusi took two steps forward, and the prince turned his head and ran away.

They went straight into their dens and didn't come out all night.

When Ling Rusi was tidying up his study at night, he saw a big headshot of Fadou on the cover. The prince had a small blue wild flower on his head, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and he was grinning loudly. His big pink tongue was hanging crookedly around his mouth, and the sun shone on him. On the face, the face of the dog is full of intoxication and comfort.

She opened the album and saw a Polaroid photo, the color of the photo was dim after a long time.In the photo, she is carefully holding a little Fadou whose eyes have not yet opened. She lowers her head slightly to see the milk dog in her hand smiling extremely gently.

Even though he couldn't see his eyes, Ling Rusi could still feel the light shining in those drooping eyes, and when he lifted them up a little, they would fly like bright stars.

That was the first time they saw the prince, and the prince's mother died of epilepsy before giving birth to a litter of puppies.The owner of the dog is a colleague of the company's administrative department. The five milk dogs have limited energy to take care of them, and they plan to find suitable people to adopt them.

At first, Ling Rusi disagreed with keeping a dog. She felt that the two of them had unstable working hours, and they would be very idle when they were busy, and they would have cramps when they were busy.It takes too much time and energy to raise a dog, and the life is only a short dozen years, and it is sad to leave.

The white-haired Pekingese that she raised at home when she was a child has been gone for many years without slowing down, and she still misses it often.

One day, he hugged Ling Rusi who was cooking in the kitchen from behind and said, "I want to keep a dog not because I like small animals, but because I want to keep dogs."

In addition to caring about each other, the two of us can have a common concern. "

The first night the prince brought him home, Ling Rusi collapsed.

All night as long as people walk away, lights are turned off, or the room is quiet.

The prince began to hum and chirp, first humming very softly, then increasing the volume little by little, and finally turned into a roar with his mouth still open.

It wasn't quiet until I hugged her in my arms.

The two barely slept all night, took turns hugging the prince, and fed fresh goat milk every two hours.

Looking at such a small and soft part in my arms, lying on my lap and breathing gently in my arms, the initial irritability gradually eased into tenderness.

It was the first time I heard the prince yelling "Wow" at the top of his throat, the sound of a baby.

He hugged Ling Rusi excitedly and said, "Did you hear that, the lord called me daddy?"

Then the two of them lay on the carpet like idiots, with their heads next to each other, and said in front of the lord, "My lord, please call again, hurry up."

That afternoon, the sun was just right, without arrogance or impetuosity, falling on the three of them through the bay window, as if casting a layer of soft light.Even recalling it makes people unconsciously feel sweet.

When he woke up the next day, the prince didn't come to the bedside to say "good morning lick" to Ling Rusi.Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and stared straight at Ling Rusi, which made her feel terrified.

She felt that the prince might be uncomfortable somewhere, or that he had been eating too much vegetarian recently and had psychological problems.

So, I picked up my phone, opened WeChat, and made an appointment with the prince's exclusive doctor.I'm going to take the prince to check after breakfast.

As usual, when I was about to carry it to the dining table, when I reached out to hug it, I seemed to see a few cracks on the cover.Ling Rusi rubbed his eyes, and leaned closer to see more clearly.

Taking a closer look, there were indeed a few thin cracks emerging on the cover. She opened the curtains, put the porcelain bottle on the bay window, and sat on the carpet to study it carefully.

She reached for the lid and was about to lift it up to the light.The prince sitting behind her on the right suddenly rushed over with a growl, slapped the cover over and knocked it to the ground, and bit Ling Rusi's hand, blood was seen instantly.

Ling Rusi stared at the lord in astonishment. The lord had never bit them, and sometimes he just opened his mouth to express his anger when he got angry.

Blood bubbled out from the hole made by the dog's teeth, flowed down the fine lines on the hand, and dripped into the snow-blue porcelain jar.

Before Ling Rusi had time to react, she saw the prince becoming more and more abstract and smaller in front of her eyes...