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Mianmian was startled by her own imagination.
At that moment, she couldn't help but remember what her mother had said, that even if you're afraid, you mustn't let it show. You have to act as if nothing's amiss in order to confuse the enemy.
So Mianmian widened her eyes and stared intently at Yang Xian without letting up, lifting her little head high.
Yang Xian, an adult, was much taller than Mianmian. He looked down on her from above, eyeing Mianmian as they made eye contact, and emotionlessly asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
Mianmian also kept her little face straight, showing no emotion, "No reason, I'm just looking at you. By the way, where's your puppy?"
Yang Xian: "I left it at the stray dog base. It would be too much trouble to keep it with me."
Upon hearing this, Mianmian frowned, "It really likes you, why would you leave it at a stray dog base? That's not good for it at all."
Yang Xian coldly curled his lips, "Why should I be good to it? It's just an animal."