The two dogs happily ran into the room.
"Dahuang, Xiaobai," Yue Jiaojiao stuffed the fruit in her hand into the little dog's mouth, "Try some."
More than three months had passed, and the original cute little dog was starting to look a little majestic.
"Why didn't I see them a few days ago?"
"Doctor Zhou took them a few days ago." Yue Jiaojiao ruffled their fur. "Doctor Zhou didn't say why he needed them. I asked around and said that there wouldn't be any danger, so I let them go."
"Look, they've gained weight."
Yue Jiaojiao rubbed Dahuang's belly. "It's a good thing you're back, Zhao Zhan. You can bring them up the mountain when you're free. If they eat too much, they'll only get fatter and fatter. It's not good for them."
Xiaobai, who hadn't been touched all this time, squeezed toward Dahuang and stretched its head toward Yue Jiaojiao.
Yue Jiaojiao immediately reached out to rub it as well.
"Everyone can get it."
