"Chuner and I picked it up on the mountain, and we've been caring for it for a while now. It's very spiritual and can understand what we say."
"Really?" Xiao Taohong just didn't like Little Tiger. Ever since she appeared, the little guy kept barking at her. Honestly, even though she was a ghost, she was still as beautiful as a flower, loved by all the living and envied by the ghosts, right?
Xiao Taohong glanced at Little Tiger with a look full of disdain.
Xuexue waved at Little Tiger under the rock, "Little Tiger, don't be naughty. Come here quickly, I want to introduce you to a new friend."
"Meow meow!"
Little Tiger reluctantly jumped onto the rock, his eyes still fixed on Xiao Taohong.
Xuexue bent down, held Little Tiger in her arms, and said to him, "This is Sister Hong. From now on, when you see her, don't bark at her, got it?"
"Meow meow!" Little Tiger nodded.