Tan Zhenghong lazily lifted his eyes to glance at Qiao Duo'er, then continued to immerse himself in writing practice.
Qiao Duo'er was eating breakfast alone, feeling so wronged she wanted to cry.
She tore off a piece of steamed bun and fed it to Fat Fat, and seeing Fatty approaching, she alternated between feeding the two dogs.
Before long, a steamed bun had been polished off.
"You two are just heartless creatures. Can't you see I'm in a bad mood? And still, you can eat so happily," Qiao Duo'er looked at the fluffy pair with disdain.
They say dogs understand human emotions, but why not these two? Shouldn't they be coaxing Tan Zhenghong right now?
Fat Fat wagged its tail and rubbed against Qiao Duo'er, as if that were meant to be comforting.
Fatty pawed at Qiao Duo'er's leg, seeming to ask for a hug.
Qiao Duo'er sighed, "What do you think I can do to make your daddy stop being angry? It's killing me!"
