Strangely She Is Protecting Me

You are an overtime dog, maybe a purebred single overtime dog. On your way home from get off work at one o'clock in the morning one day, you are exhausted and fall asleep while walking. Then a dark shadow suddenly jumps out from the flowers on the roadside. A kind uncle tells you nervously that he is your guardian. Follow him quickly because you are in danger and hunters will come to kill you soon. Before you could react, another super beauty jumped down from above your head. She said to you with a cold face, she is your guardian, hurry up to her bowl, because the uncle next to you is the hunter who wants to kill you. Who will you choose at this time? Or choose to run away quickly, as far away from these two lunatics as possible. Of course I choose. . . Choosing a beautiful woman, there's no need to think about it! Because beauty is a disaster, ah, because beauty is justice! This is what our physical education teachers have taught us since childhood! Later, it turned out that the physical education teacher was indeed very wise. Not only did he teach mathematics well, he was also great at picking up girls. So you start a happy life with the guardian without any shame. . . ? That doesn't exist! Programmed souls are wandering, and plane-projected demons are going crazy. The world is an exile of 0s and 1s, but it is far more ordinary than what you see. Weird things and strange beings are always queuing up, waiting for you to have an intimate and immersive encounter. For example. . . Do you eat? Eat. Do you sleep? Sleep. Um, you. . . La Xiang? Pull. So what's the difference between you and me? Yes, I will protect you; and you will be protected by me.