Huahua did not act like a stranger. After showering, she walked out wearing only Zhao Yu’s tank top. While walking, she looked curvy and charming; however, Zhao Yu had his head lowered as he used a hairdryer on the dog and did not notice Huahua. At that moment, the blind dog who was dirty and smelly had taken a completely different look! This fella was actually quite good-looking. Although it had a black head and yellow body, it had good posture and a smooth body, with two long ears standing up straight. It actually looked a little elegant.
The dog seemed to enjoy having its hair dryed very much and kept wagging its tail. "Ah," Zhao Yu touched the dog’s head, "so you’re not a blind dog? Your eye’s okay?"
"Yes," Huahua quickly added on. "I wonder which b*stard used glue and stuck the hair near its eyelids together. The eye itself is perfectly fine!"
"Oh," Zhao Yu asked again, "then...what about the leg?"