"Mini Huang," Mini Huang tilted its head towards Song Chenxi and waggled its bottom, then barked once, its expression spirited as if saying, "Master, I understand, I'll behave."
Seeing this, Song Chenxi knew it had listened to her, so she smiled and didn't pay much attention to it.
But Mini Huang was still young, only a few months old, completely clumsy and ran around chaotically. Just as Song Chenxi was ready to hail a taxi to her aunt Xu Jingjing's house, Little Huang had already disappeared without a trace, and Song Chenxi was so anxious!
"Mini Huang..." Now, Song Chenxi didn't even care about her luggage; she just began spinning around looking for Mini Huang, calling out as she searched.
Mini Huang had run quite far. The little guy's short legs were hopping and bouncing, bouncing onto the street near the airport, almost becoming a ghost under Zhao Nan's car if it weren't for his emergency brake, Mini Huang would have been sacrificed under the wheels by now.
