Ye Xiao felt the cold air coming from the direction of the bathroom. When she turned her head, she indeed saw Qiao Si standing there with cold eyes watching Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei also felt it and lifted his head for a look, then continued to lie down and feign sleep.
Qiao Si, watching the pair on his bed—a person and a dog—now had the feeling that he was superfluous. They looked very harmonious together, and although the bed was big, there was no longer a place for him.
He really hated this dog. It was his negligence too, not buying a cage to lock it up and letting it provoke him time and again.
"Ah Si, Baby."
Ye Xiao saw that Qiao Si was angry and sweetly called out to him twice.
There, the jar of jealousy had spilled again. If Xiao Hei wasn't good at anything else, he was truly professional when it came to making his owner jealous.
"Xiao Hei, if you don't get up now, you'll really be turned into a pot of dog stew."
