Black stockings, black stockings, so many beautiful legs in black stockings. As soon as they stepped inside, both the person and the dog were stunned by the scene in the room.
A dozen pairs of long, slender legs clad in black stockings swayed in front of them. It's a challenge for a dog; what dog could withstand such a trial?
And then, Da Huang was swarmed by this group of girls and escorted to a table, where they even arranged a special seat for him, leaving Su Qing standing dumbfounded at the door, at a loss.
What does this mean, recognizing the dog but not the owner?
Why does it feel like Da Huang's treatment surpasses his by quite a bit? A dog surrounded by beauties while he, the pooper scooper, is left unattended—just thinking about it leaves a sour taste in his heart.
If Wang Xing were to see this scene, it might even be more painful for him than being killed.
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and come in!"
