Chapter 945 (1/2)

The mink's head is slanted, and he looks at his head with embarrassment: ”chirp” ～ ”

and looks at his heart and sighs with emotion. It's clear that it's thick and sweet, but it's always with light sadness.

Perhaps, when it turns into an adult, when they can have children, when all the happiness is within reach, when they work hand in hand with each other to turn their hair white, and pour out the heart to think about it, they can really settle down.

The bed is very big, but after reclining, I always feel that the mink is not good at sleeping anywhere.

She is too young for him to crush it.

I once saw in the newspaper that a couple had their arms pressed against the nose and mouth of the newborn after they fell asleep, which led to the asphyxia of the newborn. I was very scared about this: ”think about it, or I'll get you a crib. How about sleeping in the crib?”

Since he got into bed, mink has been constantly fiddled by him.

He placed it at the end of the bed, and it ran towards him, shaking its gorgeous hair; it placed it next to the pillow, squinting its eyes and comfortably preparing to lie down, but it was picked up by him and placed in the middle of the other side of the bed.

At this moment, hearing what he said, mink seemed to understand what he meant.

Blinking, the fluffy ears quiver slightly. It crawls and climbs to the body of qianrong. It lies down completely in the position of his heart and does not move.

It chooses its own nest, which is his heart.

The most touching thing about it is that it can listen to his heartbeat so closely, which is accompanied by her heartbeat day and night, so strong and familiar, it feels particularly safe.

But incline to allow to take a deep breath, lie there to dare not move.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the small and beautiful ferret head on his chest. He closed his eyes quietly and slept.

Reach out and look like a dream. Up to now, I still can't believe that my beloved wife is so close to me!

There is a small desk lamp in the room.

The warm light was shining, and neither the little mink nor the little mink spoke, nor did they open their eyes to each other.

But they all wet their eyes.

In the dark of the night, a drop of crystal clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and two light tear lines fell on mink's face, gluing the fluff on her face together.

Although there was no verbal communication, they could feel each other's emotional and disordered breathing.

They understand that this is not grievance, but moved.

Lost and recovered, reborn after the disaster, finally recognized, uneasy and cautious but still full of expectations for tomorrow.

At six o'clock the next morning, I got up.

He washed and changed his clothes. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that he was standing on the floor, looking at him awkwardly, even afraid to see him.

This expression, the master knows it's cute pet who did a bad thing!

Leaning to the corner of his mouth with a doting smile, he squatted down and touched his head: ”what's the matter?”

Mink pointed to the corner of the room, on the floor: ”haw! Haw! Haw haw

It seems to explain a lot, but there is only one syllable left in the ears of tilt.

He got up, looked up and realized!

On the floor in the corner lay a plastic bag with its mouth open. He went up to have a look. There was pet excrement in it.

Not only that, the clean mink took a piece of paper and wiped his buttocks, because there was a white tissue in the bag.

He turned his head deliberately and looked at mink in surprise: ”think about it, have you wiped your bottom? Do you want me to help you? ”