His face revealed a trace of fear and disgust, but it was mixed with a bit of excitement and yearning.
Song Qing looked down on him and asked, "
"Do you want to kill him?"
"Kill him?" He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head hard.
"No," she said.
Without big brother dog, there would still be big brother dog two and big brother three. He was too young, and no matter who he fell into, his days would not be good.
"I want to be big brother dog's adopted son. That way, no one will dare to disobey me."
He tried his best to straighten his thin body, and with a look of longing, he said, "
I'll put up with him for a few years. When I grow up, I'll think of a way to kill him and establish my power. Then I can replace him!
The child's words made song qingxiao laugh. The child, who had been so majestic just a moment ago, suddenly showed a look of anger and embarrassment. She said coquettishly,
"Mother! What are you laughing at!"
