Extra 3: 108 Proofs that Qi Song is a Puppy [Bonus Extra]
Sweet Daily Life.
It all started when Qi Song seemingly decided she didn’t want to be a “dog” anymore.
That afternoon, the two of them were curled up on a beanbag chair in the study, basking in the sun. Yu Luo, resting her head on Qi Song’s shoulder, was scrolling through Weibo when she saw a topic trending at the top of the hot search list——
#QiSongJiejie-xi#
She raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and tapped on it. The top post in the topic feed made a compelling case:
@XiaoLiEntertainmentReporter1: This year’s sapphic circle2 jiejie-xi3 poll results are out, and aside from Yu Luo still holding her perennial first-place spot, the rankings have seen a major shake-up. The most surprising is Qi Song——the woman who has held the championship title in the “younger feeling4” poll for years has actually made a name for herself in the jiejie-xi poll this year, bravely seizing second place. Speaking of which, I think everyone has really underestimated Qi Song’s jiejie vibe. This jie debuted and blew up at eighteen, then had a string of bad luck and flopped through the center of the earth5, only to later return to the entertainment industry and reach a new peak. After such a tumultuous experience, she returned and was still only thirty. She’s now at an age of mature charm, elegant and poised in every gesture. Who wouldn’t look at her and call her jie? [Attached: three beautiful photos of Qi Song at an event]
Yu Luo read with great interest, even scrolling through the comments. Everyone was saying Qi Song was a newly-promoted jiejie-xi, but it was a pity she’d gotten married so young and even had two kids.
Someone replied: 【What do you mean, “pity”? Don’t you get it? A jie who’s a wife is the jie of all jies!】
Yu Luo couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. The next second, she heard Qi Song whisper by her ear, “What is Jiejie smiling about?”
She had just turned her head when Qi Song leaned in and gave her a clingy peck on the lips.
Looking at this person’s bright and passionate eyes, Yu Luo thought, what jiejie-xi? She’s clearly just a big puppy.
With that in mind, she reached out and gently scratched Qi Song’s chin, teasing her on purpose. “Puppy, go fetch Jiejie a carton of milk.”
Qi Song obediently got up at once to get the milk. She even played along by holding the milk carton between her lips, finally lowering her head to let it drop into the woman’s palm.
The smile in Yu Luo’s eyes deepened. She was just about to give her a rewarding pat on the head when Qi Song sat down beside her and said with sudden seriousness:
“Actually, everyone is saying I’m a jie now.”
Yu Luo paused for a moment, not yet grasping the hidden meaning in her words. Then she heard Qi Song clear her throat, her tone carrying a hint of subtle pride.
“You can go look at the hot search right now.”
“My vote count in the sapphic circle jiejie-xi poll was really high this year.”
As if to match her words, Qi Song, for once, didn’t cling to her as usual. Instead, she sat primly to the side, her posture quite dignified and elegant.
“So?” Yu Luo looked at her, amused.
“So, I’m not some puppy,” Qi Song said, lifting her chin. “I’ve long since become a jie.”
Yu Luo got it——this person had been a dog for so long that her ambitions were gradually flourishing. She wanted to turn over, become the master, and sing a song6.
…How could she allow that?
——108 Proofs that Qi Song is a Puppy.
In the afternoon, warm sunlight spilled into the study from the floor-to-ceiling windows, outlining the edges of Yu Luo’s elegant, flowing handwriting in a faint golden light.
Qi Song sat beside her, watching her write that line.
For some reason, she felt that what Yu Luo was about to list were not 108 proofs, but 108 crimes.
She rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. Her gaze gradually drifted from the paper to the woman’s soft, jade-white earlobe, and her throat couldn’t help but bob.
Suddenly, she couldn’t be bothered to care about proofs or crimes.
Following her heart, she leaned over and pressed against Yu Luo’s side. She first took a light sniff near the base of her ear, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction at the crisp, elegant scent, before she couldn’t resist giving it a little peck.
The tip of Yu Luo’s ear twitched, and a hint of a smile escaped her lips.
Caught red-handed.
Her pen descended, and she quickly wrote down the first proof that Qi Song was a puppy: 【1. Always likes to sniff first, then kiss.】
Qi Song’s gaze swept over, her eyelashes fluttering. “This counts as proof?”
Yu Luo said with a straight face, “Look at the puppies outside. Whether they’re eating, going for a walk, or getting close to people, which one of them doesn’t first stick its nose out for a sniff before making its next move?”
Whether because she’d missed the point or was guiltily trying to change the subject, Qi Song relentlessly seized on a weakness. “How does Jiejie know so much about the puppies outside? Do you have other dogs behind my back?”
Yu Luo’s eyes curved into a slight smile. In response to that sentence, she immediately wrote down the second proof: 【2. Possessive.】
Qi Song wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, resting her chin in the crook of her shoulder, looking wronged. She couldn’t argue with that one.
Yu Luo tilted her head slightly, glanced at the person whose brow was drooping quietly on her shoulder, and lifted her pen to write another line: 【3. Is very well-behaved sometimes.】
Qi Song seemed a little pleased with this line and affectionately rubbed the top of her soft hair against the skin of her neck.
Yu Luo’s pen flowed in real time, recording proof based on a certain someone’s actions: 【4. Wags her tail when she’s happy.】
Qi Song looked up, her eyes widening slightly. “When did I wag my tail?”
Yu Luo’s voice was laced with laughter. “You didn’t? I just praised you for being well-behaved a moment ago, and I felt like your tail was about to wag its way to the heavens.”
Qi Song wanted to retort, but she was too fond of the doting laughter in the woman’s cool voice. In the end, she snuggled back into the crook of Yu Luo’s neck, her actions a clear sign of surrender.
Yu Luo reached out and ruffled her hair as a reward, and Qi Song responded enthusiastically by nuzzling her palm.
Yep, the tail is still wagging.
The curve of her lips never faltered, filled with a happiness steeped in abundant love and a leisurely, contented life.
Her hand moved slowly as well. She first tapped the pen against her chin, pondering for a moment, before unhurriedly writing down the next proof: 【5. Needs to be taken out for a walk from time to time.】
Qi Song knew this was referring to their five-day trip to Iceland next week. She had been looking forward to it and preparing for a long time. They could finally leave their two clingy little cubs behind and have a world completely to themselves.
Qi Song confessed to this proof without reservation. What puppy—oh, no, what person could stand not going out alone with their wife for a long time?
Thinking of the sweet life to come, Qi Song’s mood grew more and more cheerful. She couldn’t help but raise a hand to cup Yu Luo’s cheek, gently turning her head toward her for a kiss.
Still not satisfied, she lightly licked the woman’s soft lips.
Yu Luo indulged her, letting her kiss her own lips until they were wet, before leisurely listing the new crime: 【6. Likes to lick.】
This was one of the most powerful proofs—
As everyone knows, puppies like to lick. Whether it’s lapping up water, eating food, or showing affection to their owners.
And in a certain sense, a certain someone was the same.
On a shallow level, when she was accidentally injured while traveling at the beginning of the year, Qi Song had been so anxious she had held the wound in her mouth and licked it gently. On a deeper level, on every sweet and sticky night, she was——from top to bottom, inside and out—
Just those four words. As Yu Luo wrote, her mind began to wander, and her skin grew warm.
She had a feeling she shouldn’t linger on this proof for too long, lest it attract Qi Song’s attention and lead to digressions. So, without waiting to discuss it with Qi Song, she quickly continued to the next proof:
【7. Is pitiful sometimes.】
Gazing at this line, Yu Luo’s heart couldn’t help but soften.
Her puppy was, of course, very pitiful.
Even though nearly six years of stable life had passed and those heart-wrenching upheavals of the past were growing more distant, the wounds were too deep. Even if they faded with time, they could never heal completely.
A few days ago, in the middle of the night, Qi Song had woken up from a nightmare for the first time in a long while. She had clung to her, face streaked with tears, repeatedly confirming her presence. When she finally stopped trembling, she said in a listless, hoarse voice, “I just dreamed that everything after you left was just my imagination—that time didn’t turn back, that nothing changed, and that you never came back to me.”
…And then there was last month.
Qi Song, a woman who had never had any scandals and was known online as a wife-doting woman7, was suddenly exposed for cheating and having an illegitimate child.
This rumor wasn’t wind from an empty cave8; the paparazzi had posted several pieces of evidence with great conviction. Qi Song was seen alone outside the delivery room of a high-end private hospital, staring at the door with such focus it was as if her unborn child were inside.
That evening, as soon as Qi Song got home, she was met with her wife’s faint, knowing smile. “I hear someone’s been cheating on me and has an illegitimate child.”
Qi Song went over to hug her and explained the matter pitifully—
To prevent Yu Luo from getting pregnant, she had long since been injected with an Alpha’s permanent contraceptive. But with the shadow of the past, she was always a little worried. That day, she had finished work early and decided to stop by the private hospital’s pheromone department for a follow-up check to ensure the contraceptive was still effective.
Afterward, as she left the pheromone department, her thoughts drifted to past events related to pregnancy. With her soul wandering beyond the heavens9, she accidentally pressed the wrong floor in the elevator. By the time she realized it, she was already in the maternity ward.
Yu Luo had given birth in this very hospital, and Qi Song remembered the exact room number.
Suddenly returning to a place that had brought her so much pain, she felt as if her soul had been instantly sucked away. She drifted involuntarily to the front of that delivery room.
Medical staff and family members bustled back and forth, busy, anxious, and expectant for the birth of a new life. For a moment, no one noticed who she was or why she was so lost in a daze.
She stood at the door, staring at the blue nameplate, and the nightmare, like smoke, curled around her heart. She felt as if her feet had taken root, as dark vines wrapped around her legs, pulling her down, down, down, swaying on the verge of falling into a void of nothingness—
The phone rang.
Her eyes moved slightly. She answered in a daze and heard a clear, gentle voice on the other end.
“Song Bao10, how much longer until you’re home? I was thinking, since we have the parent-teacher conference for the cubs tonight, we could go buy some snacks and toys first and put them in their drawers as a surprise. What do you think?”
Qi Song’s breath caught, and she gripped the phone tightly.
Yu Luo’s voice, carrying the real, tangible warmth of reality, suddenly broke through the illusory shadow that the delivery room’s nameplate had cast in her eyes.
She was Qi Song, thirty years old. Yu Luo was her beloved wife, and Ah Ran and Taotao were their precious daughters.
——The pain of the past was gone. She already was, currently is, and will continue to be in such a state of perfect happiness.
As warmth instantly flooded her eyes, Qi Song suppressed a sob and softly agreed to Yu Luo’s suggestion. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and silently, unilaterally, she reached a small reconciliation with this delivery room.
Later, she left the hospital with a full and contented heart, talking to Yu Luo on the phone as she rushed back to her own cozy little home without a single look back.
…
Recalling this incident again at this moment, Yu Luo’s heart still couldn’t help but ache with softness.
She felt that her puppy was so pitiful, so endearing, that it made one want to indulge her to no end…
Her eyes unknowingly welled with tears. Yu Luo’s lips moved, wanting to say something.
But as her red lips parted, a soft moan suddenly escaped.
She came back to her senses and looked down at her collar, which had been unbuttoned at some point, and at the person currently taking liberties with her chest.
“…” The tenderness and pain that had filled her heart a moment ago instantly vanished.
She reached up, grabbed Qi Song’s ear, and pulled her away.
Qi Song looked up at her, her puppy-dog eyes staring straight at her, looking unsatisfied.
“We clearly agreed, not this week,” Yu Luo said, her breathing unsteady. She lowered her head to fix her collar, chiding her softly.
After speaking, she lifted her pen and wrote on the paper: 【8. Sometimes enters an oral phase11.】
She paused, then added a few more words: 【(Note: bad habit, needs correction)】
Qi Song, full of unsatisfied desire, snuggled up against her back again and retorted weakly, “Only little kids go through that phase. I’m not, I didn’t.”
Half angry, half amused, Yu Luo exposed her. “Who was it that was eating me three meals a day last week?”
Qi Song fell silent.
Yu Luo pinched her cheek, which made her think of something else, and she immediately wrote down the ninth point: 【9. Guards her food.】
Qi Song felt more and more that these so-called 108 proofs were truly the crime they wished to add12.
She would give everything she had to Yu Luo and their daughters, let alone mere food. How could she possibly be guarding her food?
Thinking this, she muttered it aloud to plead her case.
Yu Luo glanced at her and said faintly, “Is that so? Last Saturday night…”
Qi Song’s expression froze. Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly understood.
Oh, right. It seems I did guard my food.
That night, in the middle of eating, she had remembered something and said in a low, muffled voice, “Only I have ever eaten this.”
At the time, Yu Luo had been stroking her hair, her consciousness hazy, and hadn’t immediately understood what she meant. A moment later, it dawned on her—it was true. Although she had two cubs, Taotao and Ah Ran, for various reasons, they had both been raised on formula.
After figuring it out, Yu Luo had rapped her on the head. “You have to be smug about this too.”
…
Having written this much, Yu Luo felt there was no need to scrape together 108 points to prove that a certain Qi person was a dog.
It was clearly a fact as solid as a nail on a board13—irrefutable and something no one would dare to challenge. She had only listed nine points, and it already said everything.
Seeing Yu Luo stop writing, Qi Song immediately took the pen from her hand, pulled out a fresh sheet of paper, and wrote with a pen that moved like a roaming dragon14:
108 Proofs that Yu Luo is Not a Jiejie.
Yu Luo couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. A counterattack?
She wasn’t the least bit worried. She watched with calm composure, waiting to see what kind of tricks Qi Song could pull with her evidence.
Qi Song thought for a moment, then quickly wrote down the first piece of evidence: 【1. Is more childish than the cubs.】
Yu Luo was unconcerned, letting out a dismissive laugh. “You can’t just create something from nothing15 just because you have no evidence—”
“Last time at the parent-teacher conference.” Qi Song interrupted her ruthlessly, stating the evidence of her crime. “You picked out a lot of cute snacks and pretty toys, saying you were going to put them in the cubs’ drawers as a surprise, but in the end… mmmph.”
Qi Song was halfway through her sentence when Yu Luo clamped a hand over her mouth.
Seeing the woman’s ears instantly flush pink, Qi Song’s eyes curved into a smile. She raised her hands to grasp Yu Luo’s, clasping them in her own palms. With a dip of her wrist, she left her with no way to resist.
Taotao and Ah Ran were deskmates, so she and Yu Luo were naturally deskmates at the conference as well. That night, she had been able to appreciate the entire process of her wife’s embarrassment up close:
“In the end, you got completely absorbed in playing with a Doraemon figurine at the conference. In your absorption, you accidentally broke off Doraemon’s little round hand. The hand shot off and hit the blackboard, making the teacher who was writing on it cry out in shock. She turned around, looked at the Blue Fatty16 on your desk, and fell silent for several seconds. All the parents were laughing quietly… Later, Ah Ran was the one who managed to fix the figurine…”
Having her most embarrassing moment brought up, Yu Luo couldn’t sit still any longer.
Her fair cheeks were now completely flushed. She pushed off the carpet, trying to escape the study, but Qi Song held her in her arms and wouldn’t let her move.
“Let go of me,” she ordered, half-ashamed and half-annoyed.
Qi Song had just had nine crimes listed against her. Now that she was finally getting her own back, how could she not ride the victory and pursue the attack17?
She raised her eyebrows and smiled, lowering her head to give the woman several kisses. “I won’t. My proof has only just begun.”
She held Yu Luo with one arm, freeing the other to write.
The second proof that Yu Luo is not a jiejie: 【2. Is a little kid who needs to be doted on.】
“You look so cool and distant on the surface, but you’re so clingy on the inside.” Since this was a confession session, Qi Song decided to expose her wife completely. “If I don’t hug you immediately after we’re done, you’ll cry your eyes out from feeling wronged.”
One night, after they had finished, she saw that the sheets were excessively wet. Worried that the cleanliness-loving Yu Luo would be uncomfortable, she had immediately gotten out of bed to change them.
After she was done, she noticed the person in the bed was completely silent. When she lifted the covers, she found Yu Luo’s eyes already misty with tears.
After coaxing her for a long while, she finally heard the woman say between sobs, “You didn’t hug me just now. You just turned around and got out of bed.”
And that wasn’t all—if there was dirty talk, she had to be soothed with sweet nothings for a long, long time afterward, or she would feel especially wronged. And if she said “stop” and Qi Song actually stopped, she would also bite her lip and tear up, feeling conflicted.
Thinking of this, a supremely gentle smile spread across Qi Song’s eyes, and she wrote a third point on the white paper:
【3. Is an adorable crybaby.】
Yu Luo felt that things were not looking good.
She had thought this sheet of paper wouldn’t hold more than a few words, but who knew Qi Song would actually be able to list four, five, six points so methodically.
Perhaps because it upended her worldview, or perhaps because she was unwilling to admit it, she finally summoned her jiejie aura and ordered the other person to stop immediately.
Qi Song was still gleefully preparing to write more when she felt her ear being pinched. Her wife’s cool voice sounded by her ear: “Don’t move.”
Hearing the command, which sounded like she was training a dog, Qi Song instantly froze, as if bound by some sense of destiny.
Yu Luo held out her hand to her. “Shake.”
Qi Song placed her right hand in her palm and shook it.
“Other hand.” Qi Song blinked and switched to her left hand.
Satisfied, Yu Luo ruffled her hair, snatched the pen from her hand, and took out the sheet titled “108 Proofs that Qi Song is a Puppy” again, adding a new line:
【10. Well-trained.】
She didn’t give Qi Song a chance to take the pen back, adding several more proofs as smoothly as moving clouds and flowing water18:
【11. Sometimes tears down the house19.】 This referred to last month when, during some mischief, a certain someone had accidentally broken the leg of the desk at home.
【12. Occasionally vies for favor.】 Luckily, the cubs would tacitly give way to a certain someone.
【13. Full of energy, sometimes too much for her owner to handle.】
Here, Qi Song couldn’t help but speak up. “That’s not true. Yesterday, in the middle of the night, I was doing this and that, and I asked if you could handle it, and you said you could.”
Yu Luo, ears red, shot her a look and immediately wrote:
【14. Is a bit asking for a beating sometimes.】
…
One proof after another, accompanied by all the trivial yet sweet moments of their recent life, gradually filled the page.
Time flowed by unnoticed. Suddenly, there was a light knock on the study door. The cubs were home from school.
“Mami, Mama!” The girls’ lively voices came from outside the door.
The cubs blew into the study like a gust of wind, clinging to them and frolicking for a long while before holding hands and affectionately disappearing back into their bedroom.
Yu Luo straightened the hair at her neck that Taotao and Ah Ran had just messed up, and wrote a new proof on the paper, unable to stifle her laughter:
【68. A puppy’s cubs are also puppies.】
That night, while Qi Song was on a conference call, Yu Luo leaned over the low table in the bedroom, continuing to complete the 108 proofs, stroke by stroke.
She looked at the ink-filled paper, a soft smile on her lips, her heart overflowing with lingering happiness.
She wrote:
【106. The puppy is very cute.】
【107. I like the puppy very much.】
Only one last proof remained.
Weren’t these “accusations,” one after another, also a love letter filled with doting indulgence? Yu Luo decided to write a straightforward confession for the 108th proof, to adorn this page full of charges with an abundance of tenderness.
She was just lifting her pen to write when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Yu Luo’s pen paused.
She was a little too embarrassed to write such a deeply affectionate confession in front of Qi Song, so she decided to write it alone tomorrow.
Just as she put the pen and paper away, Qi Song was already clinging to her from behind. “Jiejie…”
Gentle kisses traveled from the nape of her neck up to her ear and the corner of her lips. Yu Luo hooked her arms around Qi Song’s neck, closing her eyes to feel all of this person’s passion.
…
In the dead of night.
Someone got out of bed, rubbing her lower back, her legs feeling weak as she approached the low table.
The knuckles of the hand that picked up the pen were tinged with an alluring cherry pink, making it easy to imagine the heated sensations its owner had just experienced.
Yu Luo bit her slightly swollen red lips and, by the bright white moonlight, wrote down the 108th proof that Qi Song is a puppy, slightly annoyed:
【108. Doesn’t act human20.】
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The sweet daily life is late but it’s here! Wishing everyone an early Chinese New Year!
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