Liu Shimei's attention was quickly diverted—she had grown accustomed to being held, familiar with the scent of her own silly husky. After all, familiarity breeds fondness, so she had no qualms about getting close to him.
Subconsciously, she followed his lead and asked, "So what did you see then?"
Her intuition told her that normal dogs had an uncanny ability to read people's emotions. Her silly dog, being a dog, surely possessed the same skill!
Each time, he seemed to gauge her mood perfectly, pushing boundaries when he could and being adorable and obedient when he couldn't.
But Huangfu Lingyao wanted a guarantee. "Promise me first, you won't get angry no matter what I say!"
Liu Shimei was speechless.
She could not help but chuckle, turning her head to look at him and asking, "If I do get angry, would you try to cheer me up?"
"Huh?" The silly puppy was momentarily dumbfounded but quickly nodded, "Definitely!"
