Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 120

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Shen Luo kicked him and said, "As long as I know more than you do."

After they'd joked around a bit, Zheng Jiamei said, "Boss, we sold out of the dog biscuits before noon today. A bunch of people came by asking for them. When they heard we were out, they asked if we'd make more. I didn't know what to say, so I just told them we'd post updates on Weibo if we restocked and told them to follow the account."

Some people even looked for them on the Chong'ai Hospital online store, but couldn't find them and left disappointed.

Shen Luo said, "Let's talk about that later. I don't wanna think right now."

He'd worked his butt off making those biscuits and barely made anything. At this point, Shen Luo wasn't even interested anymore—his standards had officially leveled up.

That night, while he was cooking chicken for Heige and the gang, Duoduo wouldn't shut up by his side, acting like life just wasn't worth living without chicken.

Shen Luo chopped up the chicken that Brother Hei and the others brought. Duoduo was still rambling beside him, which gave Shen Luo a massive headache. If he couldn't understand it, fine—just a dog howling or whining nearby. But the problem was, he could understand. So he had to listen to Duoduo nagging the same few lines over and over, all basically meaning: I want chicken.

In the end, Shen Luo couldn't take it anymore. He commandeered Wang Wei's chicken and made a meal just for Duoduo.

Duoduo finally shut up after the last squawk of the chicken. Shen Luo shot him a look that clearly said, Say one more word and I swear I won't be able to hold back.

Duoduo shrank his neck and stayed by his side, watching Shen Luo pluck the feathers and chop up the chicken. When some feathers flew into his nose, he even sneezed.

"D-Don't cook it with theirs." Duoduo risked his life to stop him when he saw Shen Luo about to toss all the chicken pieces into the same pot.

Shen Luo tightened his grip on the knife, but in the end, he gave in. He pulled out another pot and cooked Duoduo's chicken separately.

Duoduo wasn't dumb, but he wasn't exactly smart either. When it came to food, though, the dog was unusually sharp—getting harder and harder to fool. Compared to him, Brother Hei and the others actually seemed kind of pure and adorable.

That day, Shen Luo didn't get back until after ten.

Only then did he remember to ask about the chicken Xiao Chuan had delivered. "Did Mr. Jin take it?"

Xiao Chuan said, "I just left it in his office. I'm sure his secretary will have someone take it home."

A CEO worth hundreds of millions obviously wasn't going to carry a chicken home himself. It made total sense for the secretary to handle it.

But... hadn't Xiao Chuan carried the chicken over to Jin Guodong himself? That thought made Shen Luo feel a little weird.

He shook off the strange feeling, his tone relaxing. "Tomorrow's bonus day. After we get it, let's go buy a bed."

Over the past few days, Shen Luo had gotten used to sharing a bed with Xiao Chuan. He was even used to waking up in Xiao Chuan's bed. But since they'd been talking about getting a new bed for a while now, it felt wrong to pretend he'd forgotten.

Xiao Chuan said, "Sure. Pick a style you like."

Shen Luo blinked. "Why my style?"

Xiao Chuan said, "Because it's your house."

That made sense. Shen Luo nodded vaguely, still feeling like something was off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Thinking that tonight might be the last time he shared a bed with Xiao Chuan, Shen Luo suddenly felt a bit down. He inched closer to Xiao Chuan, thinking how warm the guy's body was. Looked like they'd need to grab a couple of bamboo mats tomorrow too.

Half-asleep, Shen Luo eventually dozed off. When he woke up, one hand was resting on Xiao Chuan's stomach. Shen Luo couldn't believe how bold he was getting. Was it because he believed in seizing the moment, or there'd be no next time?

He pulled his hand back and said, "Morning."

Xiao Chuan, acting like he hadn't noticed anything weird, replied, "Morning."

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Shen Luo planned to toss the sheets they'd slept on for days into the washing machine. But the moment he got close to the bed, he caught a whiff of Xiao Chuan's usual scent—and couldn't do it. He gave up. Tonight, he'd sleep in the spot Xiao Chuan had slept in. A tribute to a love that died before it was even born, Shen Luo thought dramatically.

At the hospital, Shen Luo handed the chicken over to Wang Wei and told him to keep it safe—don't let any of the dogs get their eyes on it. Clearly, the dogs at the hospital loved chicken, and even the cats seemed pretty into it.

The biscuits had already sold out, so Zheng Jiamei and Wang Wei didn't need to run the stall anymore. Shen Luo and Xiao Chuan took the animals to the exhibition site and got them settled in their designated spots. There were staff at the venue to look after them, so the owners didn't have to stay the whole time.

Shen Luo took the entry permit and award certificate to go collect the prize money. First-place prizes all started in the tens of thousands. Even though Duoduo only got third place, the reward was still five thousand, so just like that, Shen Luo had tens of thousands more in his pocket. He was grinning inside—sure, the money had been hard-earned, but it felt solid and real.

After getting the money, Shen Luo found a shady spot to wait for Xiao Chuan. He was bored out of his mind when he suddenly saw Bo Yuntian walking over with Shunfeng.

"Hey, I was just thinking about calling you, and here you are," Bo Yuntian greeted him. Shunfeng came over and sniffed all around Shen Luo excitedly—he really missed the smell of Little Biscuit. It was a shame he only got to eat one pack a day, no extras.

Shen Luo asked, "What do you need me for?"

Bo Yuntian looked at Shunfeng and said, "I've got work tomorrow, so I wanted to talk to you about boarding Shunfeng at your place."

Shen Luo was surprised. "Didn't you say you had half a month off this time? Why are you working again so soon?"

Bo Yuntian said, "Can't help it. One of the pilots for a flight route had a health issue and can't fly, and I happened to be available, so I'm filling in."

So being a pilot wasn't as chill as Shen Luo had thought. He suddenly didn't envy the job that much anymore.

"Alright then. Just take Shunfeng straight to the hospital. You already know Wang Wei and Zheng Jiamei. If Shunfeng has any special needs, just let them know."

Bo Yuntian asked, "You're not heading back?"

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