The red-dressed woman's gaze suddenly became somewhat resentful.
Her eyes almost looked like an important treasure that had been by her side for many years was forcefully snatched away by someone.
What made it even more infuriating was that her treasure seemed to prefer someone else.
How could this be allowed!
"Shou, come back to sleep," she said with displeasure, twisting her lovely brows.
"Yi yi ya ya."
Under Baili An's playful fingertips, Shou laughed with his eyes squinted into cute little slits.
Laughing and shaking his chubby head, he made it clear he wouldn't go over and didn't even glance at his owner.
What was more infuriating was that he buried his head in Baili An's chest, took a deep breath with a look of intoxicated abandonment, and almost lost all sense of direction.
The corners of the red-dressed woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she took out a stick of short incense from her Qiankun Bag and lit it.
