Completely ignored the little black dog at his feet, looking at him eagerly.
He pulled on the leash again, testing its firmness to ensure it wouldn't easily break.
The man with a cold demeanor seemed finally satisfied.
He slightly curled his thin lips and patted the little girl's head with his pale big hand:
"Okay, run along."
Upon hearing these words, the little loli, dressed in camo and with two little ponytails, hopped and skipped away happily.
The dog-trainer soldier: "..."
Song Qingwan turned her head and saw this dog-walking-like scene, immediately forgetting the elder's earlier warning for her to say less.
Instantly, her eyes widened, her voice trembling:
"You... you brat! What are you doing?"
Lu Junhan slightly lifted his indifferent gaze, the leash wrapped several times around his fair, slender index finger, his expression extraordinarily calm:
"Obviously, I'm with the child."
"..."
Will you shamelessly say that again?
What are you with?
