Looking at Song Tan again, she indeed took out two portions, one big and one small, for Baobao to choose from.
This time, the two didn't hesitate a bit and just picked the one closer to them.
But Sibao, who ended up with the smaller portion, hummed discontentedly, nudged Song Tan's palm with his head, and gave her a pitiful, longing look with his little eyes.
"Woo..."
"Let him eat, let him eat!"
The zookeeper, standing next to them, was clearly also craving the watermelon, his mouth parched, but he spoke without hesitation.
However, Song Tan shook her head, seriously saying, "You can't spoil dogs too much; they need to be taught—Sibao, do you think your sister will give you an extra piece? Here, a supplement for you."
She picked around in the bowl and finally came up with an even smaller corner piece.
Zookeeper: ...The dog is good, but you're truly dogged.
