My Precious Wife (12)

Ai Bao looked like she had been granted amnesty. She then gathered her things and moved them into the guest bedroom.

When she came out, An Yibei was sitting on the floor, stroking Pudding's fur.

Pudding's eyes were half-closed from the comfortable touch, and it would rub its head against An Yibei every now and then. Apparently, it had accepted An Yibei as part of the family.

So far, the entire Ai family, humans and dog included, had been swept off their feet by An Yibei's charm.

"What do I need to do to look after it?" An Yibei asked.

Ai Bao gave it some thought, then said, "We'll have to feed it, walk it, wash it, play with it, trim its fur… and…" After much hesitation, she said slowly, "And clean up after it…"

An Yibei was silent for two seconds. "Can I throw the dog out now?"