My Life with Narration-Chapter 249 - 248: Artistic Youth

Humiliation, utter humiliation.

Su Qing didn’t know what kind of massive blow the nose-bleeding guy had suffered, but he felt insulted.

Li Zijun actually told him to learn a lesson from it. You can insult my intelligence, but you cannot insult my taste.

Although he didn’t know Shen Yi’s exact age, he was sure she wasn’t over fifty.

Of course, if someone over fifty could look like Shen Yi, he... wouldn’t mind, ahem, his friends wouldn’t mind either.

He, Su Qing, standing eight feet tall and with a grand appearance, how could he fall to such a level?

Angry, he turned and left the police station, went to the seafood market near his apartment complex, bought a bag of oysters, and decided to go home to replenish his energy; he was mad and needed a boost.

Today, he returned home relatively early, just after four. At this time, Dahuang should be at the landlady’s house. He immediately headed into the kitchen, having been wronged, and planned to treat himself to a nice meal.

When Shen Yi got off work and returned, she naturally came to see him first. She found him in the kitchen cooking for himself and nodded in satisfaction, then told him to make more and invited Wen Nanqing and others to join them for dinner.

The rule of "guests don’t bring guests" didn’t seem to apply to her at all.

At six in the evening, after more than an hour, a table full of dishes was finally served.

"Wow, what are you making, Su, it smells amazing!"

Just then, the landlady brought the little girl, Tang Nan, and Dahuang over.

"Just cooking a little something, come in, just waited for you all!"

The group entered and gathered around the dining table, marveling at the big bowl of oysters. Wen Nanqing and Tang Nan exchanged a glance and immediately felt that what they said yesterday made a lot of sense.

See, even the young folks know to replenish, but Shen Yi doesn’t understand, seems traditional Chinese medicine should be on the agenda.

With the little girl around, Dahuang’s meals were finally proper again; the little girl would rather not eat herself than not feed Dahuang the meat in her bowl.

"Su, don’t just eat vegetables, have more of these oysters. We’re not eating them; we need to watch our figures," Wen Nanqing said with a smile.

Even Tang Nan, sitting nearby, only ate two before stopping: "Yeah, yeah, I’m a female artist; maintaining my figure is essential. Don’t waste them, eat more. A young man shouldn’t be shy; if you’re brave enough, even the boss might give you maternity leave!"

Shen Yi: ???

"Oh please, there’s food, but you still can’t keep your mouth shut!"

Aunt Shen was upset because among the women present, excluding the little girl, Wen Yun, she was the only one eating without any scruples, seemingly not worried about gaining weight. She had never experienced body anxiety, and the stack of oyster shells in front of her had piled up high.

There’s a type of metabolism where one doesn’t gain weight no matter how much they eat, envied by many girls, but it’s actually a condition indicating poor digestion and absorption. Of course, it’s not a big deal; Shen Yi is like this.

"Why should I keep quiet? I’m a female artist; late marriage and late childbirth are normal, but it’s different for you, go ahead, let Su replenish, maybe there will be kids next year!" Tang Nan said happily.

Ever since she discovered Shen Yi’s embarrassing moment of coquettish moaning, the group had been teasing about it these past two days.

"Dahuang, eat more, give birth to puppies next year!" Upon hearing this, the little girl brought the oyster meat to Dahuang’s mouth, eyeing its belly, hoping it would give birth to a litter of puppies for her to play with next year.

Dahuang, who was eating happily, suddenly whimpered, then lay weakly on the floor:

"Woof~" [Are you serious?]

"What’s wrong with Dahuang?" Tang Nan asked, a bit puzzled.

Although she’d only been there a few days, she was particularly fond of the very human-like Dahuang.

Of course, she wouldn’t admit it was because in a pair of black stockings, Dahuang was obedient to her every command, fetching cold drinks from the fridge, slippers, and even towels during her baths, with just a stretch of her leg acting like a lapdog.

"Uh... it might have a bit of an ache!" Su Qing said with a smile.

Dahuang: "Woof woof woof" [You... you %^&*...]

Losing its animalistic nature, it lost many things, losing its manhood, losing everything.

Originally, it was very content with its life, sleeping by the window in the living room, having a comfy home and money, living without worries, who knew the master’s wife would be so unreasonable, listening to her son’s slander, and cutting its manhood for free, leaving the dog endlessly miserable.

Every time Dahuang thought of this, it could only shed silent tears of sorrow, looking at the little female dogs in the community, feeling the spirit was willing, but the flesh weak.

The more it thought, the more aggrieved it felt, and Dahuang’s mouth started twitching, making whiny sounds of grievance.

"Did it... understand?" Tang Nan inquired, surprised.

Su Qing: "Not really, it should be a bit of macho melancholy. Don’t believe me? Stretch your leg over and try."

Upon hearing this, Tang Nan tentatively stretched her leg over. Then, Dahuang immediately changed its demeanor, holding onto a shiny white leg with its paws, licking furiously.

Tang Nan: ...

"Ew~~ go away, you’re making my leg greasy!"

Saying this, she wiped her foot on Dahuang’s body.

Dahuang’s antics were just a side note. After dinner, the landlady kindly helped tidy up, which was a real blessing for him.

He could accept cooking but particularly disliked washing dishes.

Then the three women sat on the sofa chatting, while the little girl went to tease Dahuang, trying to figure out how to get it to have puppies.

But she didn’t know, Dahuang was a male dog, unable to have puppies, and a eunuch to boot. If she knew, it would probably make Dahuang sad for a few seconds.

Meanwhile, Su Qing took his computer and sat on the balcony editing a video. He had edited the video of Dahuang delivering stockings to the girls in the company, adding sound effects and subtitles, making a short video. The moment he clicked send, four notification sounds rang in the room one after another.

All of their phones, including his own, had buzzed. That’s right, they all followed his short video account, which now had nearly seven hundred thousand followers.

As soon as the video was posted, ignorant netizens came rushing, leaving comments below.

"Like before watching, I must be first!"

"Gosh, I hesitated for a moment, and there are already over ten comments. You guys are something!"

"Wow, so many girls!"

"Hahaha, Dahuang’s salary must have kicked in to repay the girls’ stockings, nice, even has props prepared!"

"Dahuang: It’s all just to amuse me [dog emoji]"

"Without realizing, Dahuang has torn so many stockings? I haven’t experienced this; I’m not even as good as a dog [crying]"

"Su, get Dahuang to start a class; I’ll pay to listen, just let me enjoy such treatment!"

"I just want that receptionist; she’s pretty!"

"Then I’ll take the third one; she has charm."

"Hey, you guys are really picking favorites!"

Dozens of stockings had been sent by Dahuang to one girl after another, leaving many netizens dumbstruck, especially with some of them being genuinely pretty, which drew even more attention.

With the accumulation of followers, his video views remained high, each receiving thousands of comments, with the more popular ones hitting tens of thousands, play counts ranging from hundreds of thousands to several million. It was sizeable for a pet YouTuber.

"When will my video be posted?" At that moment, Tang Nan appeared behind him, asking.

Su Qing was startled, then patted his chest: "Got to wait a few days; it needs editing and adjustments. Don’t worry, I’ve contacted a professional; it won’t embarrass you. Meanwhile, think about how to lead me to ’accidentally’ bump into each other at South Suburb Ancient Town tomorrow!"

Indeed, he had sent the material to Wang Zhen; having a professional, may as well use one.

"No problem, I only guide; the rest isn’t my thing!" Tang Nan agreed.

"No worries, once the video is edited, I’ll send you a copy. You do have a short video account, don’t you?"

"Of course, you’re quite astute!"

Saying this, she pulled a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, put one in her mouth, lit it with a click of her lighter, and as she exhaled the white smoke, Tang Nan seemed to fully relax.

Seeing his dazed look, Tang Nan paused and then raised her hand: "Want one?"

Su Qing subconsciously accepted it, thought for a moment, and then put it back.

"What’s up? Not used to it?"

Su Qing smiled: "Seeing Miss Su, I suddenly remembered Jiaomei; just haven’t smoked in a long time."

He walked to the drawer by the coffee table, opened it, and found the pack of White Sweets he didn’t know how long had been there, saying:

"Compared to Miss Su’s enthusiasm, I still prefer Jiaomei’s serenity."

Just as he was about to light one, a hand suddenly reached over and took the cigarette away.

"If you want to smoke, just smoke, no need to act all artsy!"

Su Qing: ...

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