"You've got the nerve to bring up last time? I already put my paw on your shoulder and you still bit me. You scared me so much I went to get a rabies shot in the middle of the night...."
While supervising Ah Qing washing her hands, Ansheng heard her mention the paw‑biting incident and couldn't help rolling her eyes.
Good grief!
In the middle of the night, who knows what delicious food Ah Qing was dreaming about—without a word she chomped down on my fox paw, scaring me awake on the spot.
"Done!"
Ah Qing washed her hands clean, then took the alcohol wipes and antibacterial wipes Lin Bingyun had brought, wiped her hands again, and only then curled her lips and looked over at the Little Fox to speak.
"Keep your hands up like that, let's go back to the room. Don't randomly touch things and get your hands dirty...."
After checking the timer in her hand and inspecting Ah Qing's hands, Ansheng finally nodded in satisfaction and had Ah Qing follow her back to the bedroom.
"Come on!"
