"Stupid dog, stay at home and behave yourself, or I’ll turn you into a hotpot tonight," Rong Che threatened, his sharp, dark eyes fixed on Xiao Shiyi.
"Awoo-woo." Though the little creature didn't fully understand human speech, it clearly grasped the meaning behind Rong Che's tone. It whimpered softly, tucked its tail between its legs, hung its head, and slunk back toward its kennel.
The little silhouette looked so forlorn and pitiful, as if to say, "Mean uncle, don't turn me into hotpot; I'm still waiting for my big sister to get discharged and come home."
Chapter 227