"Still with Ling Feng!" Huang Qingtian replied with a somewhat odd expression when asked about the dog.
"You should have him give it back to me!" Mu Keren looked up, her big eyes full of hope.
"That dog, are you sure you want to keep it?" As Huang Qingtian spoke the word "dog," his brows were furrowed so deeply they could almost kill a fly.
"Of course! To meet in the deep mountains, it's fate!"
Soon, Mu Keren also noticed something off about Huang Qingtian's expression, "Huang Qingtian, I'll keep it in my little house. It won't bother you..."
"It's not a matter of being bothersome!" Seeing Mu Keren's pitiful look, Huang Qingtian felt like he had a big headache.
Yet, Mu Keren continued to ask with a face full of grievances, "If it's not bothersome, then what's the problem?"
Of course there was a problem!
The biggest problem was that it was a White Fox cub, not some little dog!
