The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 231 Confirming Memory

After the initial surprise, Jiang Huanhuan allowed Song Jinmian to touch her.

Check the eyes, nose and mouth over and over again.

The puppy just tilted his head back, still feeling the itch on his face.

three minutes.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

Jiang Huanhuan felt her neck was so sore and swollen that it was almost numb.

Shaky.

This was the first time I felt my head was so heavy.

Without paying attention, Jiang Huanhuan felt herself tilt her head and avoid Song Jinmian's touch.

The next moment, the puppy immediately came close and kept nudging Song Jinmian's palm.

Her big, watery eyes observed Song Jinmian's expression nervously and cautiously.

——I didn’t mean to do that. I really didn’t mean to do that.

The next moment, Jiang Huanhuan was picked up and pressed onto the table.

"Well!"

Song Jinmian really buried his head in her chest.

Faced with the sudden enthusiasm, the puppy was a little overwhelmed.

But Jiang Huanhuan quickly adapted.

After all, she had said before that if Song Jinmian was sad, he could lean on her chest and cry.

How could a puppy go back on its word!

But Jiang Huanhuan obviously underestimated Song Jinmian.

Song Jinmian just leaned on her lightly for a while.

When she looked up, Jiang Huanhuan realized that the hair on her chest was still dry.

Jiang Huanhuan: "Woof woof woof?"

--Do you feel better?

The puppy wanted to get closer to see what was happening to Song Jinmian, but as soon as he moved his head, his neck became sore. Jiang Huanhuan was forced to lie on his side, howling in pain.

Song Jinmian pinched the back of her neck and rubbed it gently.

"Can puppies get stiff necks too?" he asked.

Jiang Huanhuan squinted her eyes and enjoyed it for a while, until the pain eased, then she remembered the important business.

The Samoyed pointed stubbornly at "Jiang Huanhuan" on the screen with its paws.

Did he understand it?

Song Jinmian nodded, a smile on his lips: "Well, Jiang Huanhuan, I should remember you."

should?

The uncertain words made Jiang Huanhuan a little confused about the meaning of this sentence.

Song Jinmian explained: "I remembered Jiang Huanhuan in my dream, but when I woke up I couldn't remember what you looked like."

He didn't even remember the name "Jiang Huanhuan" at first.

It was only when he woke up from a dream many times, troubled by nightmares, that he grasped his only memory and carved a special mark on the headboard of his bed, which made him remember the name.

"It's like my memory is being erased over and over again."

Song Jinmian glanced lightly into the distance, his voice so low it sounded like a whisper, like smoke rising from the mist, or feathers brushing gently past his ears.

If it weren’t for Jiang Huanhuan’s very good hearing and the fact that she was so close, she would have almost missed it.

It must be the main system!

The Samoyed bared its teeth in anger, but unfortunately because it was still a cub, the baring of its teeth had no lethality and even looked a bit cute.

Song Jinmian moved his fingertips, barely resisting the urge to pinch his mouth.

If I act rashly now, Jiang Huanhuan will definitely be even angrier.

Song Jinmian slowly clenched his fist, then gently combed Jiang Huanhuan's hair with his fingertips as a comfort... and as a meal replacement.

"I'm very happy to have made this discovery today."

"This proves that I'm not crazy or mentally ill."

"It's not my conception, but my lack of memory."

"You really existed."

The Samoyed felt his heart beating violently, and he roared in the air to vent his anger.

It's like there's some hidden enemy nearby.

Song Jinmian even thoughtfully handed over a chewing toy.

"Want to play?" He held up the pink carrot and shook it.

Jiang Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then became even angrier.

She's not a child! Even though she's a puppy now, she was once a human!

How could she be interested in a carrot toy? She looks like a fool.

Song Jinmian looked at her and gently pinched the pink radish.

"drop--"

Jiang Huanhuan was so angry that she ignored him.

She's a full-blown puppy!

After getting angry, Jiang Huanhuan was so silent that she didn't know what to say.

The air around her seemed to turn into a sour tide, and she was drowning, and could only breathe deeply to avoid drowning.

But once you breathe, that sour and sad feeling will flow through your nasal cavity to your limbs and bones, and finally tightly grip your heart.

very sad.

But he was too weak to even lift his legs, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

It was not until Song Jinmian rubbed her cheeks and that handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes that Jiang Huanhuan regained consciousness.

Song Jinmian's pure black eyes looked at her seriously, as if Jiang Huanhuan was the only one in the whole world.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? You're starting to tremble all over."

Following Song Jinmian's questioning, Jiang Huanhuan realized that she was shaking violently.

It’s not that I don’t have the strength, but because I’m too angry and have no one to vent my anger on, so all my strength is suppressed.

Instead, it is difficult to move forward.

Jiang Huanhuan turned around and continued to type on the keyboard, only typing out two words after a long time.

【! @3气抖冷】

【Sad! +】

My mood is mixed with a bunch of typos.

Jiang Huanhuan lay sadly on the table, turning into a pool of dog biscuits.

The usually lively tail drooped down.

"I have a solution." Song Jinmian said.

Under Jiang Huanhuan's curious gaze, Song Jinmian raised the radish again.

"drop--"

This time, the Samoyed no longer bared its teeth at the air, but at Song Jinmian.

Does she look like a fool!

However, five minutes later, the Samoyed was lying on the table gasping for breath.

Although the carrot doll is childish.

But it is a carrot doll that can make sounds!

And it tastes super good!

I didn't expect that after being coaxed by Song Jinmian and taking a bite, I actually became addicted to it.

After regaining consciousness, Jiang Huanhuan looked at the doll that had been bitten to the point of being a little off, and turned her head away silently.

She didn't really want to admit that it was her fault.

Puppies are just cubs, how can they have such good teeth!

Song Jinmian, who had been recording the video silently, immediately put down his phone and threw the radish into the bag when Jiang Huanhuan saw him.

"Well, the quality of the radish is not good. I won't buy this next time."

Jiang Huanhuan looked at the radish and actually felt a little reluctant to let it go.

This taste is really good... No!

She was a human puppy!

The next moment, her eyes were glued to the big chicken drumstick that Song Jinmian took out of the bag.

What does it taste like?

And it also smells delicious!

Her gaze followed the big chicken leg doll left and right until she met Song Jinmian's smiling eyes, and then she suddenly reacted.

Song Jinmian was teasing her!

Jiang Huanhuan jumped off the table and bumped into Song Jinmian's lower abdomen.

Headbutt Cannonball! Fire!

With a muffled groan, Jiang Huanhuan stepped on Song Jinmian's abdominal muscles with a provocative look in her eyes.

Song Jinmian didn't care and just rubbed Jiang Huanhuan's forehead.

"Do you feel better?"

Jiang Huanhuan snorted, trying to pretend to be angry, but when she turned her head, she suddenly realized something.

She immediately lowered her head.

The puppy's tail has been wagging like crazy for a long time!

Jiang Huanhuan was so angry that she wanted to bite her tail, but Song Jinmian carefully touched her face and gently lifted her up.

"It's good like this now."

"It's good enough that you exist."