Huo Wuyi turned his head, looking at her in confusion, then ran off on his four sturdy legs.
It was like a bomb, its heavy body thudding loudly as it ran down the walkway.
Xu Xingguang couldn't help but laugh, and Huo Wen'an chuckled, "Why are you picking on it?"
"Raising it is just for teasing, isn't it?"
Huo Wen'an thought about it and sighed, "What should I do? I want to kick it too." Unfortunately, he was too weak and not as agile as Xu Xingguang. He felt out of breath and tight in the chest even when he tried to kiss Xu Xingguang.
"Just think about it."
They chatted about everything under the sky for a while before Huo Wen'an remembered something. He said, "In five days, it will be Old Madam Ying's 90th birthday. Our two families have never had any interactions, but a few days ago, Mrs. Huo received an invitation from the Ying Family."
