"Don't hit Sangsang's butt..." She slowly moved to the corner and her face was full of confusion.
Shen Yao: "Pff."
"Alright," She pulled Ye Sang up and took out a pair of overalls from her wardrobe, putting it on for the little thing easily, and whispered while patting Ye Sang's shoulders, "Those dogs' expressions don't look right.
Be careful when you go down."
She just felt like it wasn't something good.
These three dogs rarely exposed their emotions and now it looked like a storm was coming.
The little thing wore a pair of overalls and the strand of hair on her head stood up. She looked confused but nodded. She glanced around her and found that her little book was missing.
Ye Sang couldn't find it anywhere.
Then she remembered Mu Chen.
The little thing immediately ran down the stairs without hesitation.
"Uncle uncle, my bookie!" She dragged her soft voice on as she jogged down in a hurry.