C833 Cotton Meritorious Service

Cotton sniffed as she walked.

That serious and focused look made Qin Ye feel a glimmer of hope.

Don't they all say that a dog's nose is accurate?

Maybe the cotton really smelled Jin Rong or Little Tangguo?

Cotton was always running in front of Qin Ye, sniffing as he led the way. His movements were fast, and as they ran through the forest, his snow-white body was gradually tainted by filth