C50 The Most Familiar Stranger

"Little balsam pear, come here …"

"Woof, woof …"

Fenoxue was holding a biscuit in her hand and was rolling around in front of it, causing its saliva to roll off its head.

Xu Xiaoyan, who'd just walked down the stairs, couldn't help but glare at her when she saw the suspicious foam on the floor. "Why did you bring a dog in?" Pull it out. "

"Mom, it's so cute