"Ding Guo, are you born in the year of the dog?" Zhou Wanwan pursed her lips, the way Ding Guo had just leaned in to sniff her made her feel quite uncomfortable.
"No, I was born in the year of the rat, not the dog," Ding Guo explained earnestly.
Zhou Wanwan: "..."
"Hahaha~"
Fei Jiayi laughed so hard her stomach ached, her laughter ringing out far and wide. She said, "Pistachio, what Wanwan meant was that your action just now resembled a dog's behavior, she wasn't really asking what your zodiac sign was."
"When did I act like a dog just now!" Ding Guo frowned, pouting in displeasure, as she looked toward Fei Jiayi.
"You did." Fei Jiayi nodded affirmatively.
Ding Guo glared at her, then turned to Xu Nianhua and asked with puffed cheeks, "Nianhua, tell me, did I really act like... that thing just now?"
Xu Nianhua touched his nose, unable to lie and say it wasn't so.
Ding Guo: "You're bullying me."
Ding Guo exaggeratedly wiped her eyes.
