Chang Yu felt the veins in his forehead bulge with anger.
He had never thought a dog would be the first to sully his innocence.
He grabbed the worked-up golden retriever and set him on the floor, barely restraining his anger enough not to hit him.
First, he carefully checked whether his quilt had gotten anything on it that should not be there, then decided how to punish this outrageously lustful dog.
Startled by Chang Yu suddenly getting up, Yan Junye went limp on the spot.
Only when he saw Chang Yu's thunderous expression did he come back to his senses.
He had not been dreaming at all. He really had done something to Chang Yu.
Yan Junye felt his brain crash. Would there even be a body left of him?
If he had known Chang Yu was this frightening, he would have gone to Chang Yu at the start and had him curse him out a little to settle things.
Now all he could do was pray for himself.
He crouched low, placing his four paws as lightly as possible. Once he got back to his room, he would lock the door from inside. Keeping his canine life came first.
-You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...
After checking the sheets, Chang Yu grabbed the guilty golden retriever and hauled him back. "Where are you running off to? Do you think you can escape this house today?"
Knowing he could not escape, Yan Junye frantically rubbed his head against Chang Yu's chest and let out a few ingratiating barks.
[I really thought I was dreaming. You can't cut off my meals. I've been so good. I haven't peed everywhere or gotten any dogs pregnant.]
"So I'm supposed to praise you?" Chang Yu pushed away the dog insistently rubbing against his chest and made him stand still as punishment, asking through gritted teeth:
"With all those pillows in the living room, you had to pick my leg?!"
But that had been Yan Junye's first time doing it. How could he have thought of using a pillow?
Besides, his own dog had always rubbed against his leg. Habitual thinking in his dream meant a leg was the first thing that came to mind.
And how could a pillow compare to a leg, anyway?
The muscles of Chang Yu's legs had smooth contours and looked firm and powerful. They were long, too, perfectly matching his aesthetic tastes as a little bottom.
Yan Junye kept barking coaxingly, his tail wagging so hard it was practically smoking.
[I'll take responsibility for you. Please spare my doggy life, okay? And you can't spank me, either.]
[Besides, you never said I couldn't borrow your leg. It won't happen again.]
Chang Yu snorted coldly. How could a dog take responsibility for him?
"No dinner tomorrow."
Yan Junye immediately refused to stand for it. It was bad enough that his physiological needs went unmet, but now he had to go hungry, too.
How could life as a dog be this miserable?
On the outside, Yan Junye threw tantrums, rolled around, played the victim, and furiously scratched at the floor. On the inside, Yan Junye roared.
-You should be grateful I didn't hump your face! People need to learn to be content, and I didn't even dirty your sheets!
-What pet-owning household hasn't had their cats or dogs hump them? What could adorable little animals possibly know?!
Chang Yu wanted to treat Xiaotu entirely as an animal, too, but knowing Xiaotu was a gay man made that impossible.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to teach the dog a lesson, and tossed a pillow to the rampaging Xiaotu.
"Use this to take care of it."
Yan Junye quit while he was ahead, picked up the pillow in his mouth, and went back to lie on his own bed.
He sniffed it with his canine nose. It smelled just like Chang Yu.
Thinking back on what he had just done to Chang Yu, Yan Junye felt too ashamed to show even his doggy face.
But Chang Yu really did have the best physique of any man he had ever seen.
If he could turn human again, he would definitely agree to Chang Yu's request to date and take responsibility for him.
When Chang Yu went to work the next day, he was so worried that he kept sighing.
Male dogs stayed worked up for around ten days in spring. How was he supposed to get through those ten days?
When he handed the dog over to his assistant, he made a point of adding, "Spring is here. Keep an eye on him, especially when you take him outside."
The moment the assistant heard the word "spring," he knew what to do. "Don't worry, President Chang. I'll keep a close eye on Xiaotu."
As the two spoke, a man in black-rimmed glasses passed by and overheard them. He glanced down at the golden retriever on the floor, and a plan came to him.
Yan Junye felt particularly irritable these past few days.
He had not even played with the young men, instead lying listlessly in a quiet corner to sleep.
When he wanted to use the bathroom, he patted the assistant's trouser leg with his paw.
He followed behind the assistant, his line of sight level with the assistant's trouser legs.
For some reason, ever since doing that yesterday, he could not get certain dirty thoughts out of his head.
For instance, right now, he wondered why he felt absolutely nothing for the assistant's calves, yet could not get enough of Chang Yu's legs.
The legs in front of him stopped, and he began looking for a good place to relieve himself.
The assistant could tell Xiaotu disliked being watched while doing his business, so he turned away without being asked and waited for Xiaotu to come out of the bushes.
Yan Junye had just squatted down in satisfaction when a scent that stirred his restlessness suddenly entered his nose.
He quickly covered his nose with a paw, finished his business as fast as possible, and stood up warily to survey his surroundings.
He saw a female dog. She seemed to be the same Shiba Inu who had offered to introduce him to a new owner last time.
But why would the Shiba Inu be near Evergreen Company?
Could this be another dog who had fallen for him at first sight?
It seemed that even after becoming a dog, his canine charm remained undiminished.
Unfortunately, he could not handle the scent of a female dog right now.
Luckily, the assistant spotted her in time and stopped the approaching man in black-rimmed glasses, saying:
"No one except President Chang is allowed to bring pets into the company. You haven't taken leave today, either. Who said you could walk your dog downstairs during work hours?"
He was the only one allowed to get paid to walk a dog.
Afraid of setting Xiaotu off in spring, the assistant stepped back a few paces. "Keep your dog away from me."
"This is a dog I found to help the golden retriever," the bespectacled man explained. "To save President Chang from worrying now that spring is here."
"Do you think you can breed President Chang's dog just because you feel like it?" Among wealthy families, even canine marriage alliances were an art. They could not simply be bred at will.
The bespectacled man: "..." Damn capitalists!
Yan Junye studied the dog opposite him. "He isn't your owner, is he? Were you kidnapped?"
Compared with other dogs, the Shiba Inu had straight, coarse, stiff fur, and her tone sounded much tougher, too. "I wasn't kidnapped. I'm here to infiltrate your owner's camp and make him get on his knees and beg for mercy."
Yan Junye glanced at the bespectacled man and suddenly remembered the phone he had seen last time, along with the shouting from the Shiba Inu's home.
It seemed they were all in this together.
Seeing the Shiba Inu lower her front half and brace her hind legs, clearly about to charge over, Yan Junye took off first.
Unfortunately, he was on a leash, and the assistant behind him could not keep up.
Forced to stop, he watched the Shiba Inu run up to him. First, she gave him a calm look, then abruptly turned around.
The Shiba Inu's thick tail curled over her back and could not hang down, so Yan Junye squeezed his eyes shut the instant he saw it.
Fuck, this dog doesn't know the first thing about modesty.
No, he should say the Shiba Inu was deliberately tempting him to commit a crime.
Unfortunately, he refused to mate with a dog.
His tail swayed smugly. Tonight, he would not just make Chang Yu give him extra food; he would make Chang Yu praise him, too.
After all, he had remained chaste in the face of temptation and had not gone against Chang Yu's demands.
After getting no response for a long time, the Shiba Inu followed the golden retriever and edged closer again.
Yan Junye kept dodging, his face practically buried in the bushes.
Just as he wondered whether to use force, a pair of steady, powerful hands scooped him up, accompanied by a deep, resonant voice.