Su Xiaoxiao didn't have time to think about anything else. To save Old Five's dog paws, she directly kicked him away.
With a dull "thud," Su Jianwu was kicked out of the threshold, landing in the yard and raising clouds of yellow dust.
The air was momentarily stagnant.
Once Su Jianwu realized what happened, he spat out the dust from his mouth and crawled up with a resentful expression: "Third sister, why did you suddenly kick me?"
His butt hadn't fully healed, and now he had new injuries, truly injury upon injury.
Su Xiaoxiao was fierce: "If I hadn't kicked you, your dog paws would have been shredded by the washing machine!"
"Do you know how dangerous this thing is when it's working? And you just stuck your paws in there?"
"Do you think your paws are made of stainless steel or diamond?"
Su Jianwu, thoroughly reprimanded by her, felt his anger turn into gratitude—if not for her, he hadn't realized how powerful that washing machine could be.
