Gu Qingluan returned home with the two dogs.
The attendant at the store was concerned that the spirit dog might bully the black dog, so she deliberately kept them apart.
Gu Qingluan carried a cage in each hand.
The originally lively spirit dog in the cage appeared unusually calm.
As for the little black dog... it was also quiet.
Gu Qingluan's meaningful gaze swept over the little black dog.
The little black dog curled up into a ball and felt a tingling sensation whenever Gu Qingluan's gaze passed over it.
Could this woman be a pervert?
Why did her eyes look so strange?
"Can you understand me?" Gu Qingluan suddenly asked.
The small black dog hesitated, unsure whether to reveal its comprehension or feign ignorance.
Gu Qingluan narrowed her eyes slightly.