On the second day after traveling through 80, the widow next door died, leaving behind a son who no one cares about. Dirty and fierce, he sleeps on the cold concrete floor and competes with animals for food. The adults in the village hated him, and the children teased and laughed at him. No one cares about him or loves him, only A Ting feeds him in the middle of the night.
The moonlight was cold, the tips of the young man's ears moved slightly, and he raised his head to reveal a pair of amber eyes, both beautiful and wild, full of violent and fierce light.
On the first day of feeding, he bit her hard.
On the sixty-second day of feeding, he watched her closely, never leaving her. Many years later, he reappeared in front of him in a well-dressed suit and leather shoes.
A Ting: Who are you?
"I bit you, you said I was a dog." He pulled off his tie to remove his disguise, smiled and reached out to twist her hair, his voice was low and hoarse: "Then I am your dog?"
The corners of her lips were warm, but her brows and eyes were still cold.
Ah Ting's eyes sparkled: That's right, this is the cub I raised!
So what if I love you to the bone and become a demon for you, bow my head and bow down and be a dog?
Male lead: I am very happy to be a licking dog! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com