"Awoo—"
Seeing Shi Yu and Shen Cheng, Sweet Heart, who had originally been drooping its head listlessly, suddenly perked up and sprinted forward, wanting to rub against them, not at all like a sick dog.
"Dare to rub against her and see what happens."
Just as Sweet Heart was about to press its chubby head against Shen Cheng's legs, Shi Yu spoke up coldly, his deep voice filled with a threatening tone that even Sweet Heart could feel.
Realizing the situation, it retreated a few steps and howled to the sky: "Woo!"
Seeing its aggrieved look, Shen Cheng couldn't help but curl her lips upwards and walked over, stretching out her long legs generously, "Come on, rub."
Sweet Heart's eyes instantly lit up, and it wagged its plump tail, moving closer in a flattering manner, "Awo..."
But before it could get close, Shen Cheng had already been pulled away by Shi Yu, falling right into his arms.
