In the bedroom.
Luo tianlin took a few steps forward and squatted in front of the little white dog, who had lost consciousness.
After a moment of silence, he furrowed his brows and reached out to hold the little thing's furry and warm hind legs.
At that moment.
His brows were almost stiff, and his arms seemed to have lost all feeling. His movements were slow.
However, the little white dog turned around and licked him.
Shiba smiled. brother Zhai, it's praising you. You did well.
Luo tianlin was speechless.
That night.
Xia Bohe sent a photo of Luo tianlin wiping the dog's fur to the family group.
That day at the winery, she had told old master Luo about the dog.
Now that she had posted the photo, the old man and Xu yazhi immediately exclaimed that it was cute.
Luo tianlin, who did not look at his phone, finished tidying up and took a shower on the spot. When he came out and changed his clothes, he received a call from old master Luo.
