"Is it really that Mao Mao kisses you more passionately than I do?" Hua Hua held two comparison photos for Ling Yin to see.
Seeing the accusations on Weibo, Ling Yin felt completely wronged. He had a cold and didn't want to pass the virus to Hua Hua, so he just gave Hua Hua a light kiss on the cheek. But Mao Mao dared to stick out its entire tongue and intimately lick Hua Hua's hand back. How could the dog do that?
This hand back should also be kissed by him only; it felt like his possession was being occupied by someone else.
The possessiveness in Ling Yin's heart was growing so strong that even he hadn't noticed.
"Hmph, it's really not true love after all." Hua Hua said as he entered the house.
Is wifey angry?
Ling Yin glanced lightly at Mao Mao, it was all this little brat's fault, fighting for affection with him. Why did he bring a dog home to compete for affection with him that day?
