leng rongrong looked at the bun in luochuan's hand with a complicated expression. luochuan didn't know that this bun was specially made for dogs by the north thearch club.
he wondered how luochuan would react when he found out that the bun was made for the young paparazzo.
should she tell him?
leng rongrong was hesitating whether she should tell luochuan about this.
she glanced at luochuan, who was eating so happily, and decided to give up. she was afraid that she would hurt this foodie's heart.
however, she didn't say anything, but storm noticed.
as soon as storm saw the bun in luochuan's hand, it suddenly rushed towards luochuan, scaring him.
luo chuan leaned back nervously. " w-what are you doing? "
as he spoke, luochuan hid his hands behind his back. he stared at storm and said, " let me tell you, this bun is my favorite bun. don't fight with me over it! i only have this one, i won't feed you!"
luochuan was very protective of his food.
