When Song Fengwan and Fu Chen went out, Fu Xinhan was sitting at the door, looking at the two of them pitifully.
His eyes were innocent and helpless.
"Fu Xinhan, come here." Song Fengwan waved at it.
Fu Xinhan glanced at Fu Chen. After getting permission, he ran over and didn't dare to touch her. He sat at her feet and let Song Fengwan stroke his fur.
It narrowed its eyes and looked lazy, enjoying it very much.
"It's almost time to leave," Fu Chen said in a low voice.
Fu Xinhan opened his eyes and realized that Fu Chen's gaze on him was becoming more and more unfathomable. Dogs were very sensitive to the outside world, and his first feeling was that he was angry again.
It had clearly listened to him and came over. Why was he angry?
Its little dog legs began to tremble inexplicably.
