477 Dou Zai, whose master had completely forgotten about slimming down while pinning the bodyguard’s hand until it went numb, shuffled along the ground until he could move no further.
He managed to crawl to An Junlie’s feet.
An Junlie stepped onto his bicycle, and Dou Zai rushed forward, but his sheer weight made the rush fail.
Instead, he tumbled a couple of times, rolling to the edge of the rear wheel, ending up on his back with all four feet in the air.
An Junlie pushed off with one foot onto the pedal, and the bicycle’s wheel rolled away.
Dou Zai couldn't right himself, so he had no choice but to plead: “Jee~ Jee-jee-jee-jee…” Little Sprout looked at Dou Zai, then at An Junlie, and decisively chased after An Junlie.
Dou Zai grew frantic, “Jee-jee-jee, jee-jee-jee-jee-jee-jee!” No one paid him any mind.
He tried rolling to the left, but couldn't flip over.
He struggled to roll right, but unfortunately, there was a rock there.
As he rolled, he bumped right against the sharp edge of the stone, letting out a yelp of pain.
He looked longingly at Little Sprout, only to see the person riding the bicycle and his ‘father,’ Mr.
Little Sprout, growing farther and farther away.
Dou Zai, who had only ever known comfort and luxury, had never endured such treatment.
He let out a soft sob.
His crying was truly heartbroken.
His master had abandoned him, his master’s boyfriend had abandoned him, and the one who claimed to be his father also didn't want him—all because he couldn't poop properly… The more Dou Zai thought about it, the more his stomach ached, causing him to writhe on the ground.
Just then, a dark shadow drifted down from the sky.
Before he could clearly make out what it was, his head received a slap.
“Idiot! How many times have I told you, stop rolling around! If you flip over, you can’t flip back.
Do you want to sunbathe your ding-ding?” The familiar voice, the familiar tone of exasperated disappointment.
Dou Zai’s tears instantly stopped.
“Jee-jee-jee-jee-jee-jee!” Little Sprout flapped his wings again.
“Jee my ass, I don’t understand that gibberish!” Dou Zai: “Jeeee~~~~” Little Sprout gave him a sidelong glance.
“Shut up.
This great master has no energy to help you flip over.” Dou Zai puffed out his cheeks in grievance.
Little Sprout then jumped up again, addressing An Junlie, who had stopped his bike and walked back.
“Hateful alien! If you dare abandon my Dou Zai, I’ll tell Dummy Little Yezi to abandon you!” An Junlie, a grown man, wasn't going to argue with a little light-brain.
Moreover, the man understood that to win his girlfriend’s favor, he first had to win the favor of her pet.
He bent down and carefully flipped Dou Zai over, setting him down to crawl on the ground.
Seeing both An Junlie and Little Sprout standing guard beside him, Dou Zai happily resumed his leisurely stroll.
Perhaps he had been too agitated just now; after a few crawls, his belly started to rumble.
He instinctively tucked his rear end in and looked nervously toward Little Sprout: “Jee-jee-jee-jee-jee-jee!” (“I need to poop!”) This time, Little Sprout understood.
He nervously flapped his wings and flew in front of An Junlie: “Alien! Dou Zai needs to poop!” An Junlie was unconcerned.
“If he needs to go, let him go.” Little Sprout flapped his wings even faster in agitation.
“That’s not the point.” An Junlie suddenly realized.
“Oh, you mean you need to find him a washroom, right? I’ll take him.” Little Sprout nearly went insane.
“No! I need to find Zi Ye!” Saying that, he shot off like an arrow for dozens of meters, suddenly remembering something, stopping abruptly, and then shooting back at the speed of an arrow to tell Dou Zai: “Son! Zi Ye is very far away right now and can’t clean up your poop, so you absolutely must hold it in! Don't let it out!!!” An Junlie twitched the corner of his eye.
Is holding in a bowel movement something one can simply choose to do? However, Dou Zai could apparently hold it in.
He lay motionless on the ground for a long time.
When he looked up again, he seemed as if he had already finished, calmly continuing to crawl forward.
An Junlie: …Suddenly, he stopped believing in animal instinct altogether! Meanwhile, Zi Ye and her party of six continued their cycling excursion today.
Benefiting from the experience of the first day, the twins increased the difficulty level today, abandoning the paved roads for mountain trails.
The Emma mountain terrain was not something ordinary people could handle.
After entering the mountain path, they were constantly climbing over peaks and crossing ridges.
Some sections were entirely rock, others had tree roots thicker than a person, and in still others, strange animals appeared.
Zi Ye had only one feeling: her butt was going to shatter.
The six of them would cycle for an hour and then rest for ten minutes.
After two hours of cycling, Zi Ye completely lost the will to move and wailed: “This is not a path for humans!” Ax grinned amiably.
“Don’t you think this kind of road perfectly showcases the supreme performance of a mountain bike?” Zi Ye glared at him.
“You swapped to a mountain bike today, but you don’t need to test its superiority this way! By your logic, should a battleship only be used for war?” Spent stated seriously.
“Exactly.
If there’s no war, what do you need a battleship for?” Ling Yin rolled her eyes from exhaustion.
“Your Angel Domain has no war now, so you don’t have any battleships?” Spent mused.
“Although there is no war currently, its essence is still for war, to prepare for the war that might erupt one day.” Ling Yin retorted.
“But we don’t need to prepare for a day where we might need to cycle in the mountains.” Ax laughed.
“Just treat it as experiencing life, everyone.” Zi Ye and Ling Yin exchanged helpless glances, shrugged, got up, and continued forward.
Just as they started, Chao Xun rang—it was from Red Hair.
Zi Ye had to free up one hand to open the light screen and use the earpiece, while her other hand continued steering.
Red Hair asked, “Little Stink, where are you?” Zi Ye replied, “I’m playing around on Bicycle Planet—” Suddenly hitting a rocky patch, the sound behind her immediately became a whirring noise, trembling in a thin line.
Red Hair’s voice tightened.
“What’s wrong?” Zi Ye quickly said, “Nothing!” She was too preoccupied talking; the front wheel hit a small stone and veered sideways.
She hastily yanked the handlebars back.
Red Hair asked, “Is the alien near you?” Zi Ye shook her head.
“No.” Red Hair: “It’s best if he’s not.
I’ll give you one piece of advice: he is not an ideal boyfriend.
When you encounter danger, he won’t be able to lend a helping hand, but when you achieve something through hard work, he’ll want your results.” Screech— Zi Ye’s handlebars swerved violently, nearly slamming into the giant rock on the side.
She slammed on the brakes, and the bike stopped with only an inch to spare before the stone, leaving her covered in cold sweat.
Li Chunyu, who was behind her, also stopped.
“What happened?” Zi Ye waved her hand, signaling that she was fine, and told them to go ahead while she got back on her bike.
As they continued, Spent, who was at the rear today, saw the situation and lagged a little further behind her, watching to prevent any accidents.
As Zi Ye got back on her bike, paying attention to the path ahead, she asked, “Why do you think he’s like that? Weren’t you partners quite well?” Red Hair said, “Good partnership doesn’t mean everything.
I don’t think he can necessarily bring you happiness.” -RS