"By the way, do you like that puppy?"
I like her. Of course, I like Yingluo. ruan Mengmeng laughed at the mention of her three-year-old.
"Brother Jing, you're so amazing. How did you know that I like puppies?" she asked, overjoyed. That's right, and why did you suddenly give me a puppy? I was so shocked!"
"It's good that you like it," Jing Yi chuckled, and ruan Mengmeng's cheerful tone infected him.
His lips curled up and he explained, " "Recently, when I was talking about a collaboration with your father, I occasionally heard him mention that you had a Golden Retriever when you were young. He said that it was only your regret. It's a pity that someone in your family is allergic to dog fur and can't keep it. "
"I know that you've been recuperating outside recently. I was afraid that you'd be bored by yourself, so I thought of giving you a puppy. However, I'm sorry, if it's not a Golden Retriever, I think it's more convenient for a small to medium sized dog, so "
