"Let's not worry about what to do with Little Heiye once he grows up," Chu Mingcheng picked up Jiang Luoluo and teased, "Since we found Little Heiye today, it wouldn't be excessive to have a few pairs of high heels tonight, right? Black and black match so well!"
"That's excessive, way too excessive! You're wasting resources, wasting money; do you think my money is blown by the wind, that high heels don't need to be bought again?"
Jiang Luoluo struggled in his arms all the way until she managed to free herself at the bedroom door, standing with hands on her hips in righteous indignation.
"Besides, we have a little friend at home tonight, so be mindful of the influence."
Chu Mingcheng glanced at Little Heiye's perky wagging tail while he continued to scarf down his food.
In just a short moment, he had finished half a bowl of sheep's milk mixed with dog food, living up to the dog world's reputation as a famous eater.
But tonight's focus wasn't on Little Heiye's eating.