It sounded like something was scratching.
Hua Yan shuddered and ran over to open the door.
A familiar yet filthy shadow pounced at her.
"Doudou? Oh my god, you actually made it back?"
Upon seeing its muddy appearance, the joy of their reunion was immediately dispelled.
"Wait, don’t come in. I just cleaned; the floor has just been mopped. Stand here, anyway, you won’t let me bathe you. How about I take you to the pet shop and let someone else do it?"
Doudou was starving and took the apple from her hand to nibble on. Although he didn’t like eating leftovers, considering the girl treated him well, he could choose to overlook this point.
Seeing this, Hua Yan quickly changed, grabbed the leash and keys, and after he finished eating, led him downstairs.
To be honest, she had given up hope, but unexpectedly, this guy made it back by himself. Both surprised and delighted, she tilted her head and kept sizing him up.
Mr. Dou occasionally shot her an annoyed look, which made Hua Yan quite speechless.
"What’s up? Are you acting cool now? I didn’t take you because I couldn’t. You couldn’t board a plane with me or take the train. I had no choice but to leave you with my Aunt Zhao, didn’t I? But you ran away and made yourself so shabby. Where have you been this past month? Luckily, you don’t seem to have lost weight, just a bit dirty."
As if I would starve without you?
Even though he complained about the girl’s unannounced departure, seeing her genuinely worried about him, Mr. Dou reluctantly forgave her.
At the pet shop, the clueless girl chose a female groomer for him, which was unacceptable.
Not even she is allowed to touch him, let alone other women!
Unfortunately, neither the pet shop nor the clueless girl understood his intentions.
Ultimately, he had no choice but to grab a male employee’s pant leg and drag him into the grooming room.
Only then did they realize and turn to praise the little girl.
"Your dog is really smart, knowing the difference between genders?"
Hua Yan’s lips twitched; seriously, gender difference?
Are you comparing these people to Doudou?
Can’t anyone talk properly anymore?
After Mr. Dou got his bath and fur groomed, it started raining outside. The shop clerk lent them an umbrella, and she carried him into the rain.
"You’re really a spendthrift; just this once cost hundreds of yuan. If I didn’t make some money writing novels, I couldn’t afford to keep you!"
The laid-back Mr. Dou, upon hearing this, lazily lifted his eyelids. Money?
Hah, such vulgar stuff, is it difficult to earn?
Hua Yan didn’t notice his expression, otherwise, she would have scorned it immensely.
Seriously, if money were easy to earn, would there be so many people running around?
And calling money vulgar? If money is vulgar, then there’s nothing truly vulgar in this world, because without money, it’s hard to even eat.
Back home, Hua Yan still had to go to the balcony to lay out his mat and settle everything. Previously thinking he was gone, she had put them away. Unexpectedly, this guy came back on his own.
Thinking of this, she curiously petted his fur and inquired.
"Where have you been wandering for the past half month? You’re so cute, how come no one caught you? You’re really lucky!"
Who said no one caught me? Am I the kind of guy anyone can easily catch?
Nonsense.
Mr. Dou ignored her and directly went to the fridge, barking at it, which made Hua Yan’s mouth twitch: "Hungry?"
"Woof~" Of course, you made me shower as soon as I came back. Now that I’m clean, shouldn’t you show some appreciation?
If I weren’t starving, do you think I’d stoop to eating your apple slice?
What more could Hua Yan say?
She was already lonely, and Mr. Dou was willing to lower himself to keep her company, so shouldn’t she be grateful?
She pouted, transformed into the cook, and went into the kitchen. She took out pork belly from the fridge, diced it, and peeled and diced a potato before taking out the clay pot, preparing beer, and making braised pork.
She steamed some rice, and also took out lettuce and broccoli from the fridge, blanching them briefly in hot water before arranging them on a plate.
The braised pork was stewed very well, fatty but not greasy. But she liked to make one meat and one vegetable.
This guy obviously didn’t like vegetables, so she didn’t prepare any for him. She put the braised pork over rice in front of him.