Soon, Luther Holmes was playing with Darren, joyfully teasing him.
Darren seemed not to be shy and quite enjoyed playing with Luther, constantly nuzzling Luther's hand with his head.
A boy and his dog were having a great time.
The faintly green youth on the teenager's handsome face was rarely touched with a spirit of youthful exuberance, and his smile was very clear and innocent, the faint sense of melancholy that had gathered on his face seemed to have dissipated somewhat—
This was the state that a vibrant young man should be in.
Landon Brooke didn't interrupt them, but watched quietly, his handsome, elegant face tinged with a gentle softness.
It took a while before Luther reacted to Landon's deep gaze, he slightly restrained his actions and held Darren in his arms…
"It's not shy and quite amiable, you can take it to walk around the yard, look around, get familiar with the surroundings. The outside air is quite refreshing, we'll call you when dinner is ready."
