"Fuck! What the hell is that?!"
Qiu Tu was genuinely startled this time.
After all, what kind of normal dog had a head that suddenly grew bigger?!
So he flung out his hand, tossing the little white dog away.
Just then, Shen Ling Shuang's cry suddenly came from upstairs. "Little White! Don't hurt Qiu—Qiu Tu, don't hurt Little White!"
Little White? Hearing Shen Ling Shuang call it that, Qiu Tu froze for a moment.
He wanted to pull back his move, but his "technique" had already fully committed and couldn't be stopped. So he could only ease up slightly and adjust the direction, throwing the little white dog toward the sofa.
But don't forget, Qiu Tu was a Second Order Calamity Descendant. So even though he had held back—
The little white dog still smashed into the sofa like a cannonball!
Fortunately, the sofa had some bounce to it. After the little white dog sank deeply into it, it immediately sprang back out.
It had probably realized Qiu Tu was not someone to provoke, so this time it did not attack him again. Instead, it tucked its tail and ran toward Shen Ling Shuang with a whimper.
At that moment, Shen Ling Shuang, dressed in pink pajamas and pink slippers, came running downstairs with a patter of footsteps.
The moment it saw Shen Ling Shuang, the little white dog leaped up with a whine and pounced toward her, as though it wanted to complain about its grievances.
But Shen Ling Shuang acted as if she hadn't seen it. Without hesitation, she brushed right past it and then... threw herself into Qiu Tu's arms!
The little white dog's eyes went wide in midair. Woof?
Then it crashed headfirst onto the floor.
Meanwhile, Qiu Tu reached out and caught Shen Ling Shuang