You'd better look back, Mr. Shen is about to break.

"Hmm." Yu Nanqing pursed her lips, responded softly, released her hand from the dog leash, and pushed away Shen Mochen, who was about to kiss her again. "I'm going to walk the dog."

As she spoke, she lifted the bag in her hand and gestured, "Put the trash away while you're at it."

Seeing that she admitted it was trash, Shen Mochen immediately raised his eyebrows and kissed her a few more times, "Wait for me a little while, I'll be right there, let's go for a walk together."

Qiuqiu, who had been waiting at the door, seemed to understand his words. She glanced at him with a sinister look and slowly lowered her wagging tail.

It didn't want Shen Mochen to walk it because Shen Mochen always stopped it from looking for its crush.

It was a beautiful and delicate Samoyed, with fluffy fur, excellent appearance, and an air of noble charm that attracted dogs.

Shen Mochen was busy scheming and thinking about kissing Yu Nanqing a few more times, so he didn't notice its gaze at all. Only when Yu Nanqing pushed him away in disgust did he let go and glance at it unintentionally as he turned to go back to the kitchen.

But by then it had changed its tune, sitting foolishly in front of the door, slurring its tongue and shaking its head.

Shen Mochen didn't have time to pay attention to it. He strode into the kitchen, hurriedly put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, turned on the washing mode, and then quickly cleaned the table.

After everything was tidied up and he washed his hands, he couldn't wait to walk out of the kitchen, hug Yu Nanqing who was waiting for him by the door, and kissed him twice.

Yu Nanqing, who was looking at her phone, was startled by his sudden movement and instinctively turned her head away when he first leaned over to kiss her.

A kiss landed on her lips, the warm, wet sensation accompanied by an ambiguous atmosphere. Yu Nanqing's heart trembled slightly, and her ears gradually flushed red. Before she could respond, Shen Mochen cupped her face in his hands.

Shen Mochen didn't give her a chance to react. He cupped her face and made her look at him directly, then his lips completely covered her red lips along the corner of her mouth.

Yu Nanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, the bag she was carrying fell to the ground, and her hand slowly moved up to grab the hem of his clothes, her breathing gradually becoming heavy.

It wasn't until Qiuqiu, unable to wait any longer, let out a few dissatisfied cries that Yu Nanqing snapped out of her daze. She hurriedly pushed Shen Mochen away, her face flushed red, and for a moment she dared not look away from Qiuqiu's eyes.

She clearly said just a few days ago that she would avoid Qiuqiu, but she completely forgot about it today.

She twitched her brow slightly, swallowed hard, touched the tip of her nose, bent down to pick up the bag from the ground without looking to the side, and then tugged at Shen Mochen's sleeve, "Let's go, let's go."

"Mmm." Shen Mochen looked at her blushing cheeks, silently curled his lips, gave a soft reply, and then led her out the door.

Qiuqiu stopped in front of the elevator door on its own, placed the leash it was carrying in its mouth in front of Shen Mochen's feet, and wagged its tail rapidly because it needed something.

Shen Mochen glanced down at its pathetic appearance, but for Yu Nanqing's sake, he didn't say a word and just picked up the leash and tied it up.

"It seems someone in our community also owns a Samoyed. A couple of days ago, they added me as a friend in the residents' group and said they could let the two of them become friends." Stepping out of the elevator, I saw a group of good friends playing happily in the community garden and suddenly remembered this.

Shen Mochen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he glanced up, his eyes meeting those of Qiuqiu, who had understood and was now tucking its tail between its legs in guilt.

His eyes flickered, and he reached out to hug Yu Nanqing's waist tightly. He slowly looked away and replied without changing his expression, "Yes, I hope they can become friends."

Yu Nanqing agreed with his words, sighed softly, looked down at Qiuqiu, and reached out to pat its head. "You must stop being so picky, or you'll be the only dog ​​in the whole neighborhood without any friends. You'll be all alone and pitiful."

She felt that Qiuqiu was probably spoiled; the whole dog was a bit arrogant and wouldn't play with other dogs or people.

Lately, going out has been a mere formality. I just walk around the usual route, take a quick dump, and head back. The whole trip takes no more than ten minutes.

Occasionally, when she runs into acquaintances, she doesn't stay long before Qiuqiu circles around her legs, humming and begging her to leave.

She thought it was probably a little insecure, feeling ashamed of not having friends, which was why it always wanted to go back so quickly, as if it couldn't stand seeing other dogs.

When her head was patted, Qiuqiu wagged its tail and circled around her for a while. Out of the corner of its eye, it glanced at Shen Mochen. Seeing that his expression was normal and he didn't seem to want to reveal anything, it puffed out its chest.

Shen Mochen didn't expose it, mainly because he pitied it for being a stupid dog.

If you don't have compassion, it will become the most pitiful dog in the world.

Furthermore, it can keep your child away from outside and prevent them from coming into contact with evil spirits and monsters.

Yu Nanqing didn't run into the Samoyed today. After walking around and returning home, she received a message from the Samoyed's owner, who said that she was going on a business trip this week and had boarded her Samoyed at a pet store.

Yu Nanqing replied with an emoji and told Shen Mochen about it. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, so that Qiuqiu, who was listlessly lying on the sofa chewing on its teeth, could hear it clearly. It slowly raised its head and turned to look at Yu Nanqing.

Upon meeting its gaze, Yu Nanqing paused, and surprisingly, she noticed a hint of disappointment on its face.

The woman's intuition told her that there was definitely something wrong with Qiuqiu. After all, when she mentioned other dogs before, it seemed indifferent and naive.

Given the current state of affairs, could it be...?

She thought for a moment, then glanced at Shen Mochen. Because her mind was working so fast, she caught him staring at Qiuqiu with a teasing expression.

Her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she narrowed her eyes. "Shen Mochen, are you hiding something from me?"

Shen Mochen paused slightly, his expression, which he had been trying so hard to conceal, froze, and after a moment he regained his composure. "I admit, I did have something to hide from you, Guai Guai."

Seeing his honesty, Yu Nanqing was stunned for two seconds. Although she was angry, she still remained rational and waited for his explanation.

“Qiuqiu actually knew that Samoyed before,” Shen Mochen said, letting Qiuqiu turn its head to look at him without reacting.

"You knew each other before?" Yu Nanqing paused for two seconds, then looked at Qiuqiu suspiciously.

But the Samoyed's owner said he wanted them to get to know each other.

What he meant was that the two dogs didn't know each other yet.

Shen Mochen nodded. "Yes, that Samoyed lives in the villa next door. When I took Qiuqiu for a walk before, the Samoyed was running around in the yard. Qiuqiu might... be interested in it."

He remembered that the Samoyed was called Little Sweetie, he'd heard its owner call it that.

She was a refined female dog who often wore different styles of clothing, and her long fur was often adorned with various hair clips.