"Have you been stuck in here with that dog for half the day? Are you trying to turn into a dog yourself? Do you plan on moving into a kennel next?"
Rong Che cast a displeased glance at the puppy held in An Xue's arms. Ever since she had returned, she had been cradling that little thing, and even now, it was still tucked against her. Heaven knew how much he wanted to toss that little puppy away.
An unremarkable little mutt—by what right did it occupy her embrace? Looking at the creature, Rong Che felt a fire rising in his chest.
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