Tonight, he had wised up and locked Xiaotu's bedroom door from the outside so the dog wouldn't come running over to rub against his leg again.
With a pillow in his mouth, Yan Junye climbed onto the bed, whining in discontent.
Never in his life had he treated himself so poorly.
As a human, he could at least use his hand when he got aroused. These dog paws were absolutely useless.
As he thought about it, he naturally raised one leg, lowered his head, and instinctively opened his mouth to lick his fur-and the spot all animals frequently licked in spring.
He sniffed, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.
Yan Junye furrowed his brows, catching himself just in time once he realized what he was doing.
Fuck. After becoming a dog, these paws really were no help, but this mouth sure had plenty of uses.
But he wasn't mentally prepared to go that far yet.
Lowering his raised leg, Yan Junye glumly chose to hug his pillow and sleep.
When would this spring finally end?
He was already exhausted.
When Chang Yu got up, he opened Xiaotu's door to air out the room. "How did you sleep last night? Judging by how that Samoyed acted yesterday, it still can't forget you."
Yan Junye: "..." There's really no need. I think your leg works even better than the Samoyed.
He rolled over and went back to sleep.
Chang Yu left Xiaotu's room to change.
He had just taken off his gray pajamas when he heard a thought.
-Broad shoulders, narrow waist. He really does look perfect.
-And look at those legs. You can tell he works out regularly. Firm, well-proportioned muscles. So much better than a pillow.
Chang Yu silently moved a few steps farther inside. With spring here, this dog kept getting lovestruck lately.
On second thought, the dog didn't seem to get lovestruck only in spring. He had started swooning over him several days ago.
Chang Yu was very worried Xiaotu would pee in the house if left at home. Taking him to the office where he could keep an eye on him would be more reassuring.
Yan Junye followed Chang Yu up to the second floor of his own accord, then obligingly stayed out of the office and lay down beneath the conference room table.
Chang Yu left him alone. As long as he didn't cause trouble or enter his office, he could go wherever he liked.
He had also instructed his assistant to follow Xiaotu promptly if he saw him heading downstairs.
At eleven, an emergency meeting suddenly had to be held.
Chang Yu came in and didn't see Xiaotu. Assuming he had gone out, he hurriedly sat down with everyone to begin the meeting.
Once everyone had arrived, Chang Yu said, "You can start."
Twenty minutes passed. Chang Yu had been concentrating on everyone's reports the entire time, occasionally picking up his gel pen to take notes.
As he was looking down to write, he felt something soft and warm wrap around his calf and rub against it.
Chang Yu lowered his head and gritted his teeth in anger, finally biting his lip as well, afraid he would otherwise roar in fury right there.
If he wasn't mistaken, Xiaotu hadn't left at all. He had arrived at eight and slept without moving until now.
But why was he hugging his leg again?
This wasn't home. Even if he was aroused, he couldn't do that here.
Just as he was about to look down, he felt the same scalp-tingling sensation as last night.
Chang Yu immediately froze.
He knew that if he looked down, all the employees present would look down along with him.
Imagining everyone seeing a dog humping his leg, Chang Yu felt he could forget having any dignity as the CEO.
The discussion continued, but Chang Yu had lost his earlier focus and inclination to listen. His mind was filled with thoughts of how to stew dog meat.
To stop this worked-up dog from pushing his luck, Chang Yu drew back his captured left foot and kicked at the golden retriever with his right in displeasure, signaling for him to behave.
The moving dog seemed to sense his displeasure and stopped, but didn't let go with his paws.
"Mr. Chang? Is something wrong?" Seeing anger on the face of their normally easygoing boss, who always took work seriously, the employee wondered whether he had said something wrong.
"It's nothing. Continue."
The moment Chang Yu finished speaking, the dog, who had stopped for less than two seconds, started moving again.
"..." I wasn't talking to you, the dog under the table!
For the sake of his innocence, Chang Yu began a battle of wits with the dog, until he accidentally kicked the table and everyone turned to look at him.
He gave two awkward coughs. "It's nothing. Please continue."
The meeting continued for another ten minutes before finally ending.
Everyone packed up and rose to their feet, only to find their boss leaning back in his chair with his arms folded, looking nothing like he intended to leave.
With the boss staying put, no one dared leave first, especially since he seemed to be in a rather strange mood today.
Chang Yu waved a hand. "It's fine. You go ahead."
He still had to teach this repeatedly disobedient dog a proper lesson.
After all the employees had left, Chang Yu got up, made sure the door was locked, then drew the curtains to ensure no one outside could see in.
Then he crouched down, dragged the golden retriever out from under the table, and grabbed his ear.
"What were you doing just now? Hmm?"
"Awoo, awoo, awoo-!"
[He's murdering a dog! Aaaah!]
"Quiet." Chang Yu wasn't using any force. Otherwise, Xiaotu wouldn't have had a chance to make a sound.
Yan Junye immediately shut his mouth.
-I asked you if I could hump your leg. Weren't you the one who said I could start? I even wrestled with myself for several minutes before working up the courage to grab on.
Yan Junye felt terribly wronged.
-I stopped when you said stop and started when you said start. I was being very obedient, okay? And you still yelled at me. There's no justice!
Chang Yu: "..." Had he been dreaming again?
Even in dreams, he couldn't escape this perverted dog's obsession with his legs.
He hooked two fingers under the golden retriever's chin, making him look up. "I was in a meeting. Do you think I'd agree to let you hug my leg?"
Yan Junye felt as though Chang Yu was about to say, "Have you decided how you want to die?"
His eyes blinked guiltily, and he kept swallowing nervously, letting out a few quiet woofs.
[But weren't you the one who said... it was more exciting that way?]
Chang Yu really wanted to know what Yan Junye watched every day to fill his head with all this garbage.
"You only need to remember one thing right now: under no circumstances will I ever allow you to hump my leg. Remember that even when you're dreaming."
Chang Yu decided to threaten the thoroughly rebellious golden retriever. Otherwise, there was bound to be a next time.
His large hand stroked the dog's rump, full of menace. "Do it once more, and I'll smack you here ten times."
Yan Junye immediately sat down to protect his rear, cursing inwardly at the same time.
-Pervert! A total pervert! Not only does he smack a dog's butt, he even tries to control a dog's dreams!
"Not happy about it?" Besides hearing his thoughts, Chang Yu could also sense that those round eyes were now full of anger.
Yan Junye shook his canine head.
Golden retrievers were naturally gentle dogs, and the friendly, smiling curve of his mouth made him look utterly devoid of rebelliousness.
Satisfied, Chang Yu stood up.
Then he looked at his trouser leg and saw a very small patch of unidentified residue.
The anger he had just suppressed surged up again. Chang Yu felt that his patience had reached its absolute limit.
"Xiaotu!"