abusive feeding

Chapter 1

The misty rain in June ushered in summer after the clouds and mists cleared away.

And I will usher in the black holiday again.

My name is Xi, I don't have a surname, and I don't deserve a surname.

I can't remember where I came from, and I can't remember what I've been through.

All I remember is that I am a dog and can only have memories of my master.

"Bitch, get over here!"

It was the master's voice, my numb and dull brain should be rusty, I almost couldn't react in time.I fell on the ground with my limbs that were so painful that I couldn't feel it, and I wriggled on the ground with difficulty.

I have no strength, can't move.

The sound of the owner stepping on high heels came in, followed by her voice, "Bitch dog! Are your ears deaf? If you don't need it, how about cutting it off?"

The narrow sole of the stiletto heel touched my shoulders, and then began to increase force, constantly forcing me to back up.

But I couldn't back up, I lowered my head, my forehead touched the wooden floor, my bony but rough palms supported the floor hard, I tried my best not to let myself back a little.

With a "click", the owner's high-heeled shoes broke again.The remaining part pressed forward with the rest of my strength, and the sharp edges tore through my shirt and pierced into my skin.

I must be bleeding, I can already smell blood, although I can't feel pain, but my body trembles physiologically.

Fortunately, the master moved her foot away at this time and didn't notice me.

"Tsk, it's broken again!" The owner said dissatisfiedly, "The quality is too bad! I'd better ask Dad to buy me the latest Manolo Blahnik shoes for summer."

Strange, why do I say that I seem to be dissatisfied?

I am obviously just a dog and should not have any other consciousness.

The lights are on, but the villa is already brightly lit.

The glass tableware on the dining table reflects colorful light under the golden light, making people unable to open their eyes.

But I am not human.

I ate slowly and calmly.

The owner treats me very well, she doesn't treat the dog like other people, let the dog sleep in the garden, let the dog lie on the ground to eat.

I don't like that, so the owner cut me down on sleeping in the middle of nowhere.

The host's father took a shallow sip of the red wine, shook the glass gently, and admired the red wine's different levels of color with a transparent texture in the slightly rippling waves.

He opened his lips and said, "Qiyang, do you intend to go on a blind date?"

My master trembled slightly, then dropped the chopsticks with a snap, frowned, and quickly replied: "Dad, I told you that my elder brother would not marry you if you don't believe me..." The master's eyes rolled Gulu Gulu turned around, leaned towards me, gently took my arm, but still kept a certain distance from me, "Brother thinks so too, doesn't he?"

The master pinched a small piece of my arm flesh suggestively, and the purple may have fallen off.I blinked, turned my head to look at the owner's father and said, "Yes, Dad."

This is also a place where the owner is very kind. She agreed with me to call the owner's father Dad, and even allowed me to speak, unlike other dogs that can only bark.

The master's father raised the corners of his mouth dotingly, put down the bowls and chopsticks, leaned forward slightly, reached out and touched the top of the master's head, ruffling her hair, "It's Brother Su that you miss so much, do you want to?"

The master's eyes suddenly brightened up, like the sun giving the earth sunshine, dazzling and dazzling.

Minecraft is also painted in color.

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