Thinking that the door might not be an obstacle for him, Che Huan suddenly felt that locking the bathroom door was superfluous.
But regardless of whether it could stop him or not, she still had to lock it!
As she stared at the bathroom door, she heard the pet leader "mmm" and Che Huan turned to look at the pet leader, "What does your master do?"
The pet leader wagged its tail and accidentally brushed it against the hair dryer, burning its fur, and leaped up, flapping its large movements several times.
Seeing this, Che Huan couldn't help but laugh, she walked over and quickly unplugged the hair dryer.
The pet leader had already clawed off the white towel on its head, its eyes wide with chagrin!
Che Huan wrapped the bathrobe around her, securing it tight at her chest, and crouched beside the pet leader, glancing at its tail, "Did it burn badly?"
The pet leader's expression was unpleased!
Che Huan moved its tail slightly.
