"Huang Qingtian, don't you think our puppy looks different from those gaudy floozies outside?" While Ming Xiu was browsing Weibo, Mu Keren was nestled on the carpet, scrutinizing the little White Fox itching itself in front of her.
Well, in fact, Mu Keren had always thought her puppy was a mixed breed of Pomeranian and Bichon Frise.
Because it wasn't purebred, it had been abandoned in the deep forests.
But just yesterday, Xiaomei sent her a picture of a Pomeranian and Bichon Frise mix, and Mu Keren began to feel that her puppy indeed looked different from other dogs.
By the time Mu Keren was muttering to herself, Huang Qingtian had finished organizing her little bag.
Inside, aside from a fully charged power bank, there were also two boxes of soda biscuits.
Perhaps it was due to the season; Mu Keren was always hungry.
Sometimes, halfway through filming, she would secretly pick up her phone and complain to Huang Qingtian that she was hungry.
