It Is Not Just A Dog

The woman's face soured. "Hey, hey, hey. Little thing, what do you think you're doing?"

Hanging on to the fabric by its teeth, Red Bean simply refused to let go.

SLASH!

The coat was finally torn apart by its stubborn actions.

The woman was dumbstruck.

"Do you really like this coat so much? Take it! Take it then!" She gave up and threw the coat at it.

She just couldn't understand its obsession over this piece of clothing.

While clenching the coat with its teeth, it continued to shadow the woman tirelessly regardless of where she went. Still, the woman could not understand its intentions.

When night fell, it was still holding the coat in its mouth. The piece of clothing had turned into a moping rag that was dragged mercilessly back and forth across the floor by then. Yao Tiao prepared its dinner, put the food down, and went to have dinner by herself.