「In Xue Yao's room.」
Xue Yao was having a great time playing with Da Huang, holding a handful of snacks to tease him.
"Da Huang, come here," Xue Rui called out.
Hearing Xue Rui's call, Da Huang trotted over, his head bobbing, and let Xue Rui pat him.
"Hehe." Xue Rui smirked. Da Huang was much more obedient when the little girl wasn't around.
Control was back in his hands. Now, he was Da Huang's master.
Xue Yao watched as Xue Rui grabbed a spicy stick from her desk, ate it, then wiped his fingers on Da Huang's head. Suddenly, she felt the dog had been... sullied.
"Bro, how could you do that?" Xue Yao said, looking displeased. She pulled out a wet wipe and started cleaning Da Huang's head.
"I do this all the time. His actual owner doesn't say anything, so why are you making such a big deal about it?" Xue Rui completely ignored Xue Yao's complaint.
'Actually, how could that little girl ever blame me? As long as I don't stew Da Huang, I can do whatever I want.'
