Lars was won over by his barrage of sweet talk, swished his tail, and let out a powerful bark.
Yan Ningke was close to him and jolted in fright at the sudden noise.
Is this how you repay kindness? After all that time comforting you, I'm the one who ends up getting hurt!
Yan Ningke glared at him indignantly.
Lars didn't care. Once his mood improved, everything came back, including his sense of taste, his sense of smell-all his senses, really.
The beef jerky on the tatami caught his eye right away.
Lars lowered his head and happily started chewing, completely ignoring his good comrade beside him.
Yan Ningke snorted disdainfully and turned away. Out of sight, out of mind.
The only sound in the room was crunching.
After a while, Yan Ningke picked up the packaging and studied the ingredients list, muttering, "Can people actually eat this stuff?"
The live chat went wild with laughter.
[Hahahaha, you greedy boy! You won't even leave dog treats alone!]
[How do you switch so seamlessly between being a sweetheart and a total goofball?]
[I've changed my mind. I won't be your dog just yet, because I'm afraid you'll fight me for my food!]
[That's entirely possible. After all, you're not an actual dog!]
Watching from his screen, Shao Ke didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed. He kept Yan Ningke well fed with good food and drink, yet the boy still had his eye on Lars's treats.
Who had he been feeding all those airfreighted ingredients to, then?
Although his expression said he couldn't bear to watch, he picked up his phone and sent Lin Yechen a message.
[Order a batch of snacks. Have them delivered every seven days.]
Yan Ningke had no idea that his image as a greedy boy