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Before Xiang Shike met Xiaoyang, he was an elm-headed man who knew nothing but work. After meeting him, Xiang Shike felt like he had an angel as a pet. He held it in his mouth for fear of melting, held it in his hand for fear of falling, and held it in his hand for fear of falling. When he held it in his hand, he was afraid of the dark. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him, the more he came into contact with him, the more he liked him, and the more he pampered him, the more addictive he became. "I'm old enough to protect myself! Give me my contract quickly." "No! You can't cook, wash clothes, and take medicine when you have a cold..." Xiaoyang nodded in response, thinking that he really needed to learn these things, and then listened to the person on the other side continue. "... I haven't learned to communicate with others, I haven't learned to like me, I haven't learned to be coquettish to me directly, I haven't learned to say that I want to stay with me forever, and I haven't learned to want to make humans with me." The silly little sheep nodded, um, yes, that's right, that's right... What? ! ! (The cover is self-made, the picture is online, apologies for infringement and deletion, unauthorized reprinting is prohibited, the author is stupid, sorry.)