An Ji has a dog here, and Chuzheng almost visits every day.
She says she's here to see him, but An Ji thinks she's clearly here to play with the dog.
"Why don't you take it home and keep it for a few days?" An Ji tries to suggest.
Little Red Flower is easy to take care of, as long as it's fed, so An Ji isn't worried that Chuzheng can't handle it.
Chuzheng: "..."
Are you crazy!
Why would I want to take care of something so troublesome!
Chuzheng declares seriously, "I want to take care of you."
Crash——
The cup in An Ji's hand falls directly to the ground, spilling water everywhere.
In a fluster, An Ji stands up and finds something to clean up the spill.
An Ji avoids Chuzheng's remark and shifts the conversation to another topic.
Chuzheng: "..."
Alright.
That's the third time!
No more chances!
Chuzheng expressionlessly spends a while playing with Little Red Flower, and when it gets late, she stands up to leave.
