The little guy was clearly afraid of water, but Ding Fengchun would gently soothe his fear, letting him soak quietly in the bathtub.
Then, one by one, little heads popped up at the edge of the tub: the curious Little Qing, followed by the whimpering, welcoming Little Fox, and finally, the smug-looking but exceptionally concerned Ao Bai.
Ao Bai smelled the scent of the black dog Lili on the little guy. This was the child its friend had found and brought home, so it was only right that it should take care of him personally.
The little guy, who had been so reserved before, looked at those pairs of sincere, clear eyes and broke into a goofy smile himself.
He used to run wild in the mountains and forests, but he never belonged. Other animals had their own clans, but he had none. He was an outcast, constantly driven away.
But around Qiao An, everything was magical. Even though she was human, she was easily accepted by all sorts of groups.
