"Hmph, hmph, hmph."
Little Shui, who was eating, suddenly tilted its head and rubbed its neck against Han Qiwu's elbow, blinking its big eyes as it looked up at Han Qiwu.
[Your feeding has increased Little Shui's sense of security. You can now choose a residence for it.]
"Whimper, whimper, whimper."
No acting cute allowed!
After a few seconds of staring, Han Qiwu admitted his defeat.
Little Shui was just too cute! Its voice was adorable! Its fur felt great to the touch!
So what if it ate a lot?!
I refuse to believe I can't raise an otter!
Carrying Little Shui to the edge of the fishpond, Han Qiwu pointed at the house and the pond and asked, "Little Shui, do you want to live in that house over there or by the water?"
Soon, Little Shui gave its answer through action.
It nimbly climbed down Han Qiwu's clothes to the ground and began digging furiously by the pond's edge, its tiny paws working like a mini excavator.
