however, just as such a thought flashed through yan heng's mind, he immediately realized that he had been slapped in the face.
suddenly, teng qingze stretched out his little hand and was about to grab the little dumpling's little hand.
of course, the little dumpling wasn't willing to reconcile with him. she turned her head and ran two steps to the side.
teng qingze unhurriedly chased after her.
after all, the little furball was still young. after running for a few steps, it was a little tired. it panted a few times and was caught up.
teng qingze suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled the little dumpling to his side.
"let me go, i'm still angry! hmph, hmph, you actually broke my teddy bear. i don't want to play with you anymore!"
the little furball struggled for a while, but when it realized that it couldn't break free, it immediately blushed and shouted.