Maotai looked enviously at Shasha, who was nestled in Lin Ge's embrace, longing to cuddle in his master's arms just like that.
But he overlooked his own size.
Shasha's petite figure hanging on Lin Ge looked perfectly harmonious.
However, if a forty-something overweight uncle were to hang on him, the sight would undoubtedly be quite horrifying.
"Okay, get down from me now," Lin Ge said.
"What's wrong with a hug?" Shasha tightened her grip around Lin Ge's neck, looking determined not to let go.
"If you don't get down, I'm going back."
"Hmmph, cheapskate."
At the mention of going back, Shasha immediately let go and stepped out of Lin Ge's embrace onto the ground.
She had hoped to maintain that position for a bit longer.
As Lin Ge watched Shasha in front of him, he wondered if the world outside Earth was managed by someone like Miss Sha Yin who managed the immune response settings—was there also a similar manager in Aeos Continent?