Mu Yuan turned his head and looked at Ling Yan, and snorted in dissatisfaction: "Who are you looking down on? What's wrong with humans? Can't people come in?"
Mu Yuan was about to go in regardless, but he saw a black and gray fur bulldog squatting in the door through the glass above the door.
The dog was not small, with a drooping face, staring at Mu Yuan and Ling Yan with resentment.
Mu Yuan knocked on the door and gestured to the dog a few times, but the dog didn't intend to give way.
Ling Yan didn't care so much. Since there was a sign hanging on the door saying "Open for Business", it proved that the store was receiving guests.
Ling Yan automatically ignored the small words flashing with danger and warning, pushed the door and entered, and the bulldog consciously gave way.
Because it was a weekday and it was morning, the cafe seemed to have just opened, and the floor was slippery, probably because the clerk had just finished mopping the floor.
