Jing Yan's face and ears turned red. Did she know that he was the obedient puppy who licked her chin?
He Miao peeked at his redder and redder face and continued to complain, "Onion's personality is different from other dogs. He likes to eat beef jerky at night and doesn't eat dog food or ham sausages. He doesn't drink the water in his bowl and doesn't want to play with the ball. I'm afraid that others won't be able to take good care of him."
She was talking about the things he had done!
Jing Yan coughed drily, flustered. He nodded his head in a hurry and said, "Okay, okay, okay. When Onion gets better, I'll take you to see him."
"Alright." Having achieved her goal, He Miao pushed Jing Yan back to the company with a sweet smile on his face.
Jing Yan leaned closer in dissatisfaction and stared at her beautiful eyes. "Are you chasing me away?"
He Miao cupped his face in her hands, amused. "What does President Jing want?"