And at this moment, Soy Milk was enthusiastically rubbing against his leg...
However, its enthusiasm seemed somewhat different from usual today.
Just as he was feeling puzzled by this, another small figure happily ran over.
"Soy Milk, don't run..." Yun Mo, dressed in a little dress, was joyfully trotting toward Soy Milk by Nan Yishen's feet.
Seeing Yun Mo appear, an expression of even more confusion appeared on Nan Yishen's face.
And as soon as Soy Milk by his feet saw Yun Mo approaching, it bolted away as if it had seen a ghost.
Seeing Soy Milk run off again, Little Yun Mo hurried to speed up, but no matter how fast her little legs moved, she couldn't catch up with the nimble and agile Soy Milk, even if it was a bit chubby.
At this time, two servants also rushed over, helplessly watching Yun Mo who was chasing Soy Milk in circles.
At this moment, a servant saw Nan Yishen standing to the side and said helplessly,
