The Yorkshire Terrier was already small in size, and with its brown-black coat, it seemed to blend into the night. If not for the light from the ground lamp beside Ye Xi's leg, it would have been unnoticed.
At the same time, a voice in front called out, "Xiaxia!"
The little dog heard its owner's call and ran towards the owner after circling once in front of Ye Xi.
A moment later, the dog's male owner picked it up from the ground, stuffed it into the large pocket of his robe, and squinted over at Ye Xi.
"Ye Xi?"
The familiar voice immediately made Ye Xi recognize who was in front of her.
Ye Xi took two steps forward, somewhat surprised, and said, "Shen Yijun? Do you live here too?"
Surprised as well, Shen Yijun looked Ye Xi up and down and responded with a question instead, "When did you move here? Are you staying at Lingxiao's place?"
Ye Xi felt a bit awkward, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Only then did Shen Yijun realize that his question was kind of stupid.
