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Sickly Tyrannical - Chapter 17

Published at 31st of July 2017 05:18:52 PM


Chapter 17

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Main Story Part 17

“Wu…”

Something is licking my face, go away…

“Can, CanSheng, go away. Wasn’t last night already enough?!” I suddenly open my eyes and sit up off the bed as I start to feel impatient.

“Woof!”

 

My brain can’t process what’s happening at all due to the extreme low blood pressure from getting up off the bed and I just look at the yellow fur ball in front of me in a daze.

This… where did it come from…

I pick up his small body and look at him helplessly for a while.

I think hard and finally remember, it’s that small golden terrier CanSheng brought back…

“Woof woof! Grrr…”

The little thing in my hands looks at me and barks again, after it finishes barking his little stomach also grumbles at me.

I helplessly place him on the floor, grab a white shirt that’s a bit wrinkled and casually put it on, it’s not that I don’t want to put it on properly, it’s just that a few more buttons have been ripped off by Ye CanSheng last night. There’s no one at home anyways, in front of a dog, I have nothing to be ashamed of.

As soon as I get off the bed, my two feet suddenly lose strength and I almost fall over.  With sharp eyes and fast movements I prop myself on a wardrobe nearby, preventing my body from slipping.

“He really is a XiaoGui who knows nothing about control!” I say angrily to the small golden terrier on the floor and see him shrink into a corner in fear. I use my toes and press against his head before saying in a serious manner, “Isn’t it about time to give you a name? Hmm? Little golden terrier?”

It doesn’t answer me, instead it’s stomach does it for it.

I rub my back and find my phone after much difficulty. I want to phone the pizza shop downstairs to get them to deliver some food and that’s when I realise that Ye CanSheng still hasn’t returned my own phone to me.

Damn it…

When I limp down the stairs to buy milk for the small golden terrier and my own lunch, then limp up the stairs, I swear, if Ye CanSheng touches me again tonight, I will definitely throw the small golden terrior out…

That night when Ye CanSheng came back, I had a bottle of milk in my mouth as I watched television and pet the small golden terrier.

I look up and see him striding over with big steps with a gesture that tells me he wants to bite me. I directly push against his chest with my foot.

I take the bottle of milk away from my mouth and say, “Where’s my phone?”

He’s taken back at first and then slightly frowns before finally, as if a light bulb suddenly lit up above his head, he says two words to me.

“It’s broken.”

I know that, but I don’t want to let him off that easily today, “Why is it broken?”

He actually replies truthfully, “I smashed it.”

After I hear that, I pick up the small golden terrier from my lap, stand up and ask, “Where’s my phone now?”

I still want to go back to the school, it’s impossible for me to just stay at home and teach the small golden terrier how to sit, where to pee and where to sleep! What a joke, I’m really gonna become a housewife then.

He probably sensed my discontent, his voice drops a few notches down in volume, “The phone… ran away from home.”

“What? Ye CanSheng, are you fucking kidding me?”

“…”

I sigh and comfort him with a good temper, “Since the phone’s gone where’s the phone card?”

“It eloped with the phone…”

I go momentarily blank as I look at Ye CanSheng in front of me who’s putting on a serious expression. I look at the strands of black hair on his head slightly floating in the air and deeply sigh.

“Ye CanSheng!!!!! If you dare touch me today I’ll run away from home!!”

I then see Ye CanSheng’s waned face, as though he was confronted by a powerful enemy…

He was very obedient that night and really didn’t do anything to me, it’s just that he still can’t change his bad habit: he likes to hug me when he sleeps, and he hugs real tight too.

“CanSheng, have you given that small golden terrier a name yet?”

He hugs me even tighter, his head slightly rubs against the top of my head and says, “Peanut.”

Peanut?

“That’s the name for the dog?”

“Yes.”

“Why is it called Peanut ah?”

“Tastes good.”

“…”





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