Mo Yinhe spoke coldly and without sentiment, "So what? In my domain, we don't coddle entitled brats. If you want to ride, then train properly and let your skills do the talking in the future."
Ye Nianbai HUMPHED in discontent, "Anyway, Jingjing will take the young master flying! With Jingjing, the young master has the whole world. I am Jingjing's most treasured pet!"
After saying that, he even started humming a song popular for decades, "In this world, only mothers are good, kids with moms are treasures—"
"You little rascal," Mo Yinhe said with a faint smile.
Ye Nianbai sulked all day. As soon as school let out in the evening, he ran straight to the golf course. His little arms and short legs made him slow, so he whistled forcefully.
Da Bai, lazily napping on a lawn, immediately sprinted over, bending its front two hooves to let its little master climb on.
A child and a wild beast, after more than half a month of getting to know each other, had now become very good friends.
