"Wang Wang—"
The spotted puppy, with its short and chubby limbs, clung to Angel, panting with a milky breath, excitedly sticking out its tongue to lick Angel's face.
It wasn't until Angel picked it up and placed it on the table, scratching its chin, that it stopped its dog-like behavior, letting out a satisfied moan.
"Why are you here too?" Angel asked with a chuckle while teasing the Dalmatian.
The Dalmatian didn't answer, seemingly unable to understand Angel's words, only wagging its tail like a small fan to express the joy of reuniting with Angel.
Of course, Angel didn't believe it couldn't understand human language. The first time Angel saw it, it pretended to be a clueless ordinary puppy. It was only after Angel delved deeper that he confirmed this guy definitely understood human language. Because if it was something good for it, it would understand immediately; but if it wasn't in its favor, it would feign ignorance.
